Short Story
All Very Straightforward!
Thanks for watering our garden while we’re away. The last person overwatered and several plants died. Here’s the house key, the front lock is a bit tricky. Be sure to check it has actually locked. There’s not much to know… it’s all pretty straightforward. No need to take notes, we’ll show you around. I’m sure you’ll be fine.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about 4 hours ago in Fiction
Jump-start Your Writing Journey
My dear friend Nancy had dreams of being a writer after commanding a classroom forever. She figured it would finally give her a creative outlet instead of taking up knitting afghans or cultivating orchids. She hated grading papers and wanted to expand her opportunities. As we met at Panera, she shared that she wanted people to read her thoughts and allow her personal legacy to live on. “Grand idea,” I said. “I want the same.”
By Barb Dukemanabout 11 hours ago in Fiction
Two Jars of Honey and a Kiss
Lucas removed his shoes and socks, rolled up his pant legs, and waded into the water hidden behind a wild growth of willow, alder, and pine that shaded the river bank from the hot afternoon sun. Here, the river ran narrow and shallow and the water was clear and cool. Lucas cupped his hands, scooped up some water and threw it in his face. It felt good and washed the sticky dried sweat from his brow. Just a couple of hours earlier, he had been in town selling honey at the market, while sweltering the summer heat. It had been a fine day for him. There was a good market for honey.
By Gail Winfreeabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
How to Survive Your Brother's Wedding
You're reading this three hours before the reception. That's fine. That's completely fine. Take a breath. I've been where you are standing in a hotel bathroom, tie half knotted, wondering why you didn't write this speech during the six months you've had since your brother asked you. But we don't have time for self-reflection. We have work to do.
By Tim Carmichaelabout 14 hours ago in Fiction
Nothing but Voice
“Do we end up together? In the end?” “In a certain reality, you may.” “We may?” “Life is unpredictable. That’s something everyone forgets. People live and people die and so many things happen in between life and death. There’re multiple different ways your life could go, but I can’t say for certain. You could die in a car crash. Become paralyzed. Your story could end here. Dead in a hospital bed.”
By Gianna Montielabout 16 hours ago in Fiction
