It was reasonably late in my life that I discovered there was a name for my fear of crowded places. And more specifically, the term agoraphobia, upon stumbling over it recently in my Spanish-English dictionary, gave validity to what my family had always considered a silly and embarrassingly illogical concern. …Read More »
Photo by Juan Lapaix, @dreamgrafixs As I write this, Iâm fresh off of a second viewing of Wonder Woman. The movie has remained on my mind quite a bit. Even Iâm surprised by how much, and I write epics that feature Amazon-like warrior women. Iâve written before about how Wonder …Read More »
» Our Favorite and Most Sad Season by Leyna Inburg Short stories, flash fiction and creative writing online.
That night we drink until we forget the cold.“I can’t feel my feet anymore,” we say while passing the water bottle full of cold, clear gin between our mittens.“I can’t feel my nose anymore.”“I can’t feel my face anymore.”“I can’t feel anything anymore.”From her front stoop the neighborhood is a …Read More »
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Inside Duomo di Milano. Image – iStockphoto: Anshar #CreditWriters You may have heard me rail about how strange it is that authors are so bad about crediting their fellow writers. Consider this sentence: “The Washington Post says the special counsel is investigating Trump for possible obstruction of justice.” That’s wrong. …Read More »
My husbandâs making me nuts. Content continues after advertisement Donât get me wrong. Iâm making him nuts, too. But since Iâm the one writing this essay, I get to do the talking. And I say I want him to disappear. Not forever, just for a week or so. Ten days, …Read More »
I just finished listening to a podcast calledÂ S-town. Itâs a tough and amazing story, though not for the faint of heart, cursing-wise and other-stuff-wise, but I fell in love with the main character, John B, by the end of the first episode. (The skinny: A resident of S-town, Alabama, John …Read More »
My heart would not have migrated so deeply within me if it had not been for my breast cancer. The experience of having gone through a mastectomy and breast reconstruction shaped me in ways that would change my life forever more. My heart fell into a free fall much like …Read More »
» and this whole time. by Lindsey M. Brummerhop Short stories, flash fiction and creative writing online.
there’s something so focused about the sound of a piano key.structured, but melodic. accurate Content continues after advertisement yet soothing, somehow. “well, what kind of things make you feel better, Alice?” she looks up for a moment, pondering this honestly.“semi colons and the word simultaneously.” aliteration. “Aliteration, Alice?” absolutely. it …Read More »
The man took a slow drag on his cigarette. The ember winked life-red against the warm evening backdrop. He exhaled, thinking about what he had just heard, what she had just told him, breathing out in time with his thoughts. The smoke floated up towards the dim porch light. Content …Read More »