A little piece about the short short story, and a long long list of many short shorts. Take a look at our recap of the short short stories we have published on our site.

The coarse rope scratched against his cheekbones as the noose was forced over his head. It sat heavy on his shoulders like a threat, pressing against the bobbing adam?s apple that danced with fear.

Newly furnished and with an air of luxury, the 500-seat Performing Arts Center beautifully echoes the acoustics of the teenage thespians busily dancing across the stage under the steady hand of their choreographer. Brimming with delight, the eager, beaming faces

Doug Elwell is a native Illinoisan, born in Chicago, though that didn’t last long. At two he woke up one morning on the prairie in rural downstate. Much of his writing explores the influence

Summer nights long ago in those streets below the hospital window, trucks with yellow flashing lights from the Louisiana Department of Mosquito Control hiss along slowly, the high whine of the compressors shooting out white spray behind the trucks like seeds

Three windows. A hairpiece. Seven eggs. Two loaves of bread. Meat. A dustpan.

Never sneeze into pudding.

Three-thirty sharp. A shrieking tea kettle. Over the roof tops if floated. A constant in my life. A stranger?s daily routine. On temporary assignment in London, my American company rented me a flat in the East End.