Website of Author and Novelist Nima Niknam
Jonny looked at the sky as he stood thinking, wondering, wondering how he was going to go about accomplishing what he needed to do. He needed justice. He knew he was justified in demanding it, searching for it, that enough … Read More »
He walked down the boardwalk, the breeze humming into his ears, the ocean beneath him calm, and tranquil, the odd wave crashing against the side of the bank. It was a peaceful Sunday evening. Fishermen stood against the edge of … Read More »
The old man strode confidently through the park, walking down the gravel path, letting the path take him. A large golden retriever ran ahead of him, darting into the trees before disappearing from sight. A jogger ran down the path … Read More »
He stood watching, waiting, the traffic light finally turning green, the pedestrian sign signaling that it was safe to walk. He walked ahead, following other pedestrians down the crosswalk. It was a quiet December evening, a line of fresh snow … Read More »
He stood by the edge and looked down. The water was calm, a slight drizzle spotting the ocean with odd plops as raindrops scratched its surface. He watched the calm ocean as seagulls swam across, their heads dunking in … Read More »
He sat by the edge of the river and watched the infinite flow of water, as it moved slowly, calmly down from one end to the other. It was a cool, fall evening, the dew from recent rain having left … Read More »
She stood in the produce section, specifically searching for the ripest looking apple. She was insistent it had to be a Granny Smith apple, one that was as close to a shade of neon green as possible. Going through she … Read More »
November 1, 2007 “The plan is working.” Zark Muckerberg looked at his desktop screen. He was right. It was. He turned around to look at his friend Beff Jezos who stood there smiling, his smile sinister, reminding him … Read More »
He strode through the streets hurrying past cars, passing pedestrians who gave him strange looks. They looked at him curiously for a moment before looking away and continuing on with their day. It shocked him. How unconcerned they were. How … Read More »
He stood in the fiction section of the store placing returned books back to their rightful spots. The usual evening ordeal. It was a quiet evening, the customers absent and infrequent. Not much was happening. He quite enjoyed the … Read More »
