“Two-Minute Tuesdays” are a series of micro-stories written in five minutes or less. Consider them “public practice,” like that guy who shoots free throws in the park. Prompts are supplied at the bottom in case you want to try your own hand at one of them.
“It’s like Chuck E. Cheese,” Audrey told me, “but for intellectuals.”
“You’re kidding me,” I told her.
“I’m not,” she said.
Three hours and two subway tickets later, we stood at the top of a flight of narrow stairs. They led down from the street to an unmarked door.
“Are you sure this is the place?” I asked her. She didn’t bother responding.
Three uneven knocks later, the artist let us in. He kissed Audrey on both cheeks, and said something in French to me before doing the same.
“Jean-Claude doesn’t speak English,” she explained.
We were the only visitors that day, and we had Jean-Claude’s entire “museum” to ourselves. Out of the dark loomed shadowy figures that were suddenly list by motion-activated floodlights as we approached. An animatronic Teddy Roosevelt rattled of of his perch and cocked one lecherous eye at me.
“Walk softly, and carry a big stick!” said Teddy in a voice that sounded like a Vietnamese street urchin talking into a tape recorder while riding on the back of a motorcycle.
“Who else has he got?” I asked Audrey.
“Well, Ghandi’s over there,” she pointed. “He’s my favorite.”
“The means is the ends in the process of becoming!” croaked Ghandi unbidden from the corner.
“I think the means could use a bit more ends to it,” was my reply.
“Come on,” said Audrey. “Lighten up! Let’s go see Bismark!”
(prompt: write a story that involves the following quote by Mahatma Ghandi: “The means is the ends in the process of becoming.”