It was an ancient language that was no longer in use but there was a fondness for it, a strange…
It took me six months to even say ‘hi’ to her. Liz was the prettiest girl I had ever seen,…
I moved into the house on Ginger Lane in the fall. The trees in the neighborhood were turning shades of…
I had this boyfriend in college. I keep trying to wring my body of him. As if he was some…
In 1972 my family moved to Johnsburg, Illinois. Dad had been chosen to head up a new office of his…
“Take your time, Margaret.” The police officer was standing to my left. Her voice was soft and firm at the…
Get a bunch of drunken teenage boys together: logic, sensitivity and good taste tend to vanish into the wind. Beth…
Papa was sent to death row and Mama changed our names. I went from being Scott Walker to being Jimmy…
Three little girls. All in a row. And then there were none. Good night, girls. Good night, mama. I told…
RC Peris & BP Coyle Writing short stories is an excellent way to learn how to write. Ray Bradbury said…