Through child’s eyes As Davey climbed into bed, he remembered his sister’s harsh laugh and derisive words. “You’re such a baby. There’s no Santa!” He…
Amy walked next to Ryan, heels clicking on cobblestones. Tiny sleet missiles smacked her. “Grab some coffee?” “No” She had done it, now. Asked too…
Hello friends! Here is my #fiftywords short story for this week’s prompt, “snowflake.” Something surprising happened as I was writing this story and finding images.…
This is a 50-word short story for the prompt of “feast.” Before the Wedding Feast Daisy polished a glass and placed it at the bride’s…
I wrote this microfiction story after attending a conference and visiting a death camp in Auschwitz. This 50-word short story and accompanying backstory are, in…
This New House “What do you mean, Nora? It’s perfect!” She walked across the glossy floor, thinking of her life before marrying Nathan. Or… had…
The Secret Notebook Perhaps Frieda had always known. She stood in the attic, holding a notebook with her name printed in small type on…
We never know what will emerge in our lives as inspiration, do we? For me, it might be a penny sitting alone on a sidewalk.…
The Clearing Wisps of smoke rise from the bubbling pot. The witches chant. “We invoke thee, young one. Come to us!” Slowly, the maiden walks,…
The Selection The lumpy, disfigured gourd grimaced in the pumpkin lot. Sarah grimaced back. “Sorry, you’re too ugly.” Then she smiled, realizing it reminded her…