This story was originally published in the 7th Annual Writer’s Digest Short Short Story Competition Collection Sunlight filtered through a broken window, barely conquering the dust filled air to land on what was left of the Victrola. Kayla hesitated, just a moment, thinking she could escape before the dust anchored…
Category: fiction
A fiction is a deliberately fabricate lie. Fiction is also a literary genre.
Did you ever notice how often in daily life, out of facility, we skew our stories? We leave out details for time or to further our point, maybe even tweak the story because we’ve mis-remembered a detail or two? My favorite kind of lies are the ones that hurt no one, but are written intentionally. They are the fictions we put to paper to show a world that could be when the nightmare we are living overwhelms us or when the joy cannot be contained. Fiction can, in so many ways, show us the truth that sometimes gets lost in the facts.
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Climate changes
I used to love the rain before I came here. Rain used to mean relief from the heat. It used to mean much needed water was finally here. Rain used to mean life. I woke this morning to the sounds of rain gathering in the gutters and flowing into the…
(Ô-Ô)
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The Thief’s Garden
“A good deep well is worth killing over.” He heard those words going through his head as he looked down at the lifeless body of his neighbor’s neighbor. The blood was still fresh from the wound and the eyes had only just begun to look unconscious.
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Those Damned Eyes (inspired by Thisbe, 1900)
Those damned eyes: always changing, always inigmatic, always so damned…feminine. I often wondered if she even knew what a puzzle she was to me. What am I talking about? Of course she did. How could she not? I was always staring at her as if she were a photograph…
The Chansonnier
He walked casually down the road, happy to have a moment to himself and the shade of the trees to cool his spirit. The party had been long, and though he was sure that all of the attendees thought themselves unique and special snowflakes, they acted exactly the same as…
Emily’s Evolution
A woman’s heart is not really such a terribly difficult thing to understand. The key is to simply remember that no matter the circumstance, her heart is always in conflict and once her heart is in conflict, her mind starts trying to make sense of it. She must, with every…
Ce n’est pas facile d’essayer
My mind woke to the now familiar sounds of arctic winds whirling around the home in which I lived. Even before I opened my eyes I could see the blinding white extending further than my eyes could comprehend. The desolate beauty of it never ceased to stir my soul and…
A Snapshot of a Different Kind
A little girl sat all alone on her back steps. Her tiny hands cupped her dirty face. Her stringy blond hair flew wildly about her face as the soft October breeze danced around her. Her big blue eyes looked down to the ground, but from her expression, one could only…
Artistic Discoveries
The walk home was short. He was so lost in thought he couldn’t remember exactly how he’d arrived at his apartment complex. His feelings were overwhelming. He needed to grasp what was happening. Did Lillian Walker really offer to help him find his father? Could this be true? He had…
A Day Like Any Other
Today is a day like any other day, yet unlike any other day because today is today and not yesterday. It was this kind of thinking that kept him from moving forward in his life, but he was so wrapped up in these kinds of thoughts, wondering through their intricacies,…