The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 3 by Hit Record and Fiona Friday

When I briefly quit blogging and then came back, I was determined not to accept any books for review because it was partly the pressure of feeling like I had to read specific books rather than choosing to read whatever struck my fancy at any given moment that drove me away from blogging. That sensation of pressure was my own fault, of course.  You choose to take on the burden when you say, "Sure, I'll review your book." But, of course, I'm a book fanatic and I have a broad range of interests so it's really not all that surprising that there are so many books that tempt me.  Still, I was doing a terrific job of ignoring requests for review till The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 3.  

I love this series.  Somewhere around here, I have a book of "micro-fiction" (ah, yes, here's a link to the book at Amazon: MicroFiction).  I bought MicroFiction back when it was a new release in the 90s and I've occasionally joined in on challenges to write single-sentence, single-paragraph or six-word stories. Point being, I've been interested in the concept and execution of micro-fiction for a very long time.

The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 3 is the third book in this adorable micro-fiction series. I loved the first Tiny Book of Tiny Stories so much it was hard to choose favorite stories to feature on the blog.  The second, The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 2, was thicker but had kind of a sad tone so there weren't quite as many stories that I fell completely in love with but I still enjoyed it immensely. The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 3 returns us to the witty tone of the first book.  

Highly recommended - Stories as short as a single sentence, illustrations that make you stop and think . . . a wicked fun combination.  And, as usual, a great stocking stuffer idea.  I think they put these books out just before the month of stocking-stuffing deliberately.

A few favorites:

Seems to me the less she knows, 

the louder she knows it.

If I had a nickel for every

time I had a nickel and threw 

it away because it was only a 

nickel, I'd have thrown away 

twice as many nickels.*

*Actually, this would result in an infinite number of nickels, as your nickels' nickels would also result in nickels of their own, and so forth.  Please don't do this.  You'd be throwing away a fortune.

Somewhere in this vast 

universe, there grows a boy.

And somewhere in this boy, 

there grows a universe.

Let's call our confusion and panic "self-preservation."

It has a better mouth feel.

Also, it's Friday so here's a cat . . . an irritable cat who dislikes having her picture taken, inside a cat carrier into which she has placed a feathered toy (this is known as "Hunting: indoor version"):

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