Tag: short
group name: shortfiction
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July 07, 2007 04:39 AM EDT --
Ladies and gentlemen, we will be stopping briefly in Needles, California, to take on passengers. This is not a scheduled rest stop. If you are traveling on with us to Flagstaff, Phoenix, Albuquerque, or . . . more
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February 09, 2008 04:46 PM EST --
Dear John,
In person would be better. Or by phone. But you've dropped off the face of the earth again. . . . more
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February 10, 2008 06:09 PM EST --
December 15 th , 1979
"I'm home!"
"In the kitchen, George." His wife yelled.
"So, where's our birthday girl?"
"In the attic again."
"Have . . . more
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September 14, 2006 01:55 PM EDT --
Saw an old man on the roadside today. Fairly decently dressed: white kurta, white pajama. At the road corner: I was walking towards......, and this old man was standing at the very first crossing as I . . . more
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May 30, 2006 12:36 PM EDT --
The end came; hard to say when. Children were playing video games idly while Mothers asked disinterestedly what they wanted for dinner. Every child replied, "I'm not hungry." Spiders stopped . . . more
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January 21, 2007 11:14 PM EST --
She walked into the room and heaved a sigh as tears rolled gently down her face. So many memories. Sports trophies. Graduation pictures. An old Boy Scout uniform still hanging in the . . . more
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December 22, 2006 12:25 AM EST --
Dear Author,
Congratulations on submitting your story to the Amazon contest. I received your email. Oh, that doesn't give you a clue who I am? Sorry, I was number 98 in your list of 432 names. I feel . . . more
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September 19, 2008 02:05 PM EDT --
"So? How's the addiction going?" She's my daughter and she believes that the ripe old age of thirty-eight allows her to tell me what to do. . . . more
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May 25, 2006 11:44 AM EDT --
"Tink, Tink"
"Tink, tink." It began like a whisper one morning after my husband jetted off to work. I assumed the idiot had left the shower faucet leaking. I slid into my . . . more
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May 18, 2006 01:45 AM EDT --
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This is part of a novel I am working on. Please critique .
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He'd come seeking rest and peace from the wearying drones and taxing dramas. Following an ancient teaching, climbing a mountain. . . . more
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August 25, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
yellow birches, red maples, and old old oaks offer their leaves to the rain-soaked road, mourning this august twilight, in camouflage for the palm-sized discs of flattened baby snappers. i continue to . . . more
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December 07, 2006 06:54 PM EST --
This is my attempt at the Writing Blind - An Exercise in "Headfirst Narrative challenge issued by Alberto Turner here: http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474976856212
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September 20, 2006 02:58 AM EDT --
It was dark and raining hard when Elspeth Sanders pulled into the driveway. The old house stood and looked menacing in the shadows of the lightning that flashed constantly, casting an eerie look about . . . more
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February 03, 2008 03:54 PM EST --
A collection of short stories.
I had one pair of pants and two shirts. Literally.
I was in middle school and image was so very important. I was overweight and underdressed. . . . more
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July 05, 2006 08:01 PM EDT --
Seven days ago I married a nerd. Now, nobody will talk to me. It all started off as a bet. Destiny has a strange way of changing people.
It happened one night at the Sea Breeze Bar where my friends and . . . more
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May 29, 2006 08:04 PM EDT --
"Jump Beezley! Jump!"
I swatted my fluffy eight-toed paw with minimal effort at the string this odd man kept yanking out of my reach. I was much more interested in the big shiny . . . more
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June 12, 2006 03:37 PM EDT --
The first time Nan heard Miles Davis playing "Milestones" she was sitting on the floor of a brownstone apartment on E63 Street, . . . more
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September 02, 2006 04:03 PM EDT --
Short-short fiction (under 1,000 words)
as of 10.10.06
note to Readers: I've revised this a bit in the last few weeks and entered this in some short-short fiction contests, please please provide . . . more
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June 07, 2006 07:52 AM EDT --
Written for my nephew, Christian Robert, when he was six or seven. Chris was born in the Navajo Nation Hospital in Shiprock, New Mexico, where his mother is a pediatric nurse-practioner for the Public . . . more
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May 26, 2006 12:56 PM EDT --
Operation Santa Claus
My family has always lived in the country. We grew up out in the sticks, spitting tobacco, drinking beer, hunting and fishing, and driving four wheel trucks. We get along with . . . more
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