Present Or Past Tense Novels & Stories

Just present. Just endless.

Time only moved forward, carrying everyone along with it. What she could do was continue forward with intention, with gratitude, with awareness of how lucky she'd been and how much responsibility came with that luck. "I love our life," she said simply. "Past tense or present tense?" "Both. All of it. The life we've lived and the life we're still living and whatever comes next." She turned to Damian, taking in the gray at his temples, the lines around his eyes, the evidence of years lived together. "Thank you."

M. Today.

Always present. ---

Yes. She was here. Now. Back in the present. Alice finally looked up, her voice cracked and soft. “I… I was just in Tipas.” Odette frowned. “Yeah, you’ve been here all night.” Alice stood slowly, eyes still scanning the yard as if pieces of the past would break through at any moment. “No. I mean, Tipas, in 1953.” That got their attention. Johnson’s brows shot up. “What?” “I time-traveled again,” Alice said, louder now. “Just for a few minutes, I think. Maybe more.”

his voice, rasp and rough, echoed in her ears and fluttered her heart. Jane closed her eyes and opened them once again. “What is this?” Jane asked. “The past or the future?” He chuckled huskily, and Adam’s apple moved up and down. He leaned closer to Jane. “It’s the present, my love,” he said as he kissed her forehead. His kisses went down her cheek, on her nose, and settled on her lips. The two of them hugged each other, tasting their tongues for their early breakfast. Jane felt as if she was floating in clouds within the arms of her beloved man, college friend, and Eugene’s father.

"Yes. We're going to talk about our past. So it's called past tense." "I prefer we play future tense," I grumble and she laughs. "Do you need me to do the plea puppy eyes or you will agree before I do that?" "Fine! Your wish is my command, my queen." I kiss her and give her the wine. I sip my wine while looking at her swirling the wine. I noticed this game had something to do with her mood yesterday. She needs to clear her brain from whatever shit someone told her. And if with this it can help her, I'm all in.

Tending. Present. Still. Rising. Always.

I was surprised about how fast he had responded so I paused a bit before trying to figure out the next question to ask. “I just want to talk and rant about the past but I don’t even know what to say. Someone told me today that I should not talk about the past and just focus on the presence, and everything might work out. What do you think about it? Is it true?” I texted back and stared at my phone for a reply that came in within some minutes “I support that person too. The past is always a weight that drags you back from being happy. I hope you can take up the advice and live for the present” he answered

"She was not a person who waited for someone else to handle things." Something moves in his voice on that sentence .... the smallest variation, the briefest departure from the even delivery, there and then controlled again. But I hear it. The specific frequency of love described in the past tense by someone who has had years to make peace with the past tense and has made something like peace with it but has not made the mistake of confusing peace with absence.