I'm Dodd Caldwell
I write Mini-Sagas (stories told in exactly 50 words).
I write one almost every day and usually publish 3 days a week.
These are my Mini-Sagas.

I Played It Cool

We’d kissed for a minute, then she giggled. One of my mustache hairs went up her nostril. She said she’d never kissed a guy with a beard and it tickled. I watched her reaction to see if that meant it was as good for her as it was for me.

The Shot Heard Around the World

People long ago rarely heard loud noises except for thunder or volcanos. They couldn’t create deafening sounds with rock concerts, jet engines, or bulldozers. That changed one day in China when General Shizong fired the first cannon. He felt a sense of pride over nature after he lit the fuse.

The Worst Orphanage

I’d visited enough children’s homes to know when something wasn’t right. So, when I walked inside, the first thing I noticed was none of the kids looked me in the eye. Those kids had been abused their whole lives. I learned that day what angels with vanquished faces look like.   

The Tourist of Panama

He tucked his compass-print button-up short-sleeve shirt into his cargo shorts, an elastic waistband ensuring they’d stay put. His feet yearned for freedom from behind socks and leather sandals.”Where I can buy authentic souvenirs?” he asked. “I’m not from around here.” “You don’t say,” I replied. 

It Is A Marathon

They say slow and steady wins the race - the tortoise beats the hare. They say it’s not a sprint - it’s long distance. Well, I pray I’m near the finish line. I’m ready to capture the prize. My faith is fading; my will is weak. I’m ready to win your heart.

Knock, Knock Said the Stranger

Evan left his phone at home and programmed his laptop to post to Facebook while he was gone. He slipped out by foot, unnoticed, body shaved, no skin exposed. After the elderly stranger answered his knocks, Evan suffocated her to death, then left. Committing perfect crimes makes him feel alive. 

That Young Mischievous Jesus

Jesus’s first public miracle was turning water into wine. But his private miracles confounded his parents every time. His favorite trick as a boy was transforming his tunic into an invisibility cloak. So when his parents left him behind in the temple, it was just Jesus playing a practical joke. 

The Bachelor Marriage Counselor

Dave was a bachelor whose friend Jim came to him for marriage counseling. Jim was considering leaving his wife and confided, “Dave, I’m jealous of your freedom to travel whenever your heart desires.” Dave said, “Jim, wherever you go, there’s comfort and beauty in the constraints you’ve come to know.”


I saw him once coming out of the woods near the lake. He lived in a tent a half mile from the convenience store. I read that the police found him dead. They say after hypothermia sets in, a certain warmth replaces the feeling of cold. I hope that’s true.

The Adventures of Toby’s Poorly Pig

My English hostess discussed her son’s livestock. She finished with a rhetorical question (in a charming British accent I might add), “What are we going to do about Toby’s poorly pig?” I said, “Lady, I don’t know. But you just gave me the best name ever for a children’s book.”


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