Category: short story

A Paper Fan by Bernie Brown

Posted on February 13, 2015 by Every Writer

I stared at the computer screen, the recipe for blueberry cobbler staring back at me as my daughter’s voice, plaintive as a puppy’s whine, pleaded, “Please, Mom, why can’t I go?

Debut by Stephen Baily

Posted on January 28, 2015 by Every Writer

Through the open window above the tub, an outcry reaches us from the world. I sink my battleship, but it pops right back up to the surface. More shouts follow.

If a Wave Doesn’t Come and Wash Me Away by Ethan Brightbill

Posted on January 23, 2015 by Every Writer

There is a ridge, almost a small cliff, made where the Atlantic bites into the sand. The waves have created a vertical face, a drop dividing the beach in two.

Peter Crown by The Wynn Brothers

Posted on January 8, 2015January 8, 2015 by Every Writer

“Seventy hours,” said the man across the table from Peter Crown. Peter had invited him in for tea on an impulse that didn’t feel like his own. He didn’t even remember hearing a knock at the door.

Listen To What I Hear by Wendy Knuth

Posted on December 19, 2014 by Every Writer

Pay attention. Listen to what I hear. I took pride in my craft. I slaved all day with no help, no offers of help. I expressed my affection through my work. My loved ones gathered around, and took part in this,

A Memoir by Namitha Varma

Posted on December 12, 2014 by Every Writer

You were nestling atop the bookshelf, between a battered Harold Robbins and a few tomes of Umberto Eco, patiently waiting for someone to take you home. You were picked up endlessly by second-hand book hunters but dismissed,

The Remnants of Love & Dinosaurs By Yaki Margulies

Posted on December 8, 2014 by Every Writer

As a child, my mother used to tell me bedtime stories to help me fall asleep. With a glass of scotch resting on my bedspread, she would recount tales of her childhood in Kamsack, Saskatchewan.

The Blind Knife Sharpener by Teri Saya

Posted on December 2, 2014 by Every Writer

In Mexico there are always sounds to announce one thing or another. I especially like the knife sharpeners whistle…..

A long, low fluting whistle

First Day By Ryan Diminick

Posted on November 19, 2014 by Every Writer

I backed into the parking spot, making sure I had enough clearance on each side. The first attempt brought me too close to the black SUV on my right, so I decided to pull forward. Once I straightened out

Solitude by Samantha Lee

Posted on November 12, 2014 by Every Writer

The artist was seated at the top of the cliff when I clambered over the edge.

“Did you find it on the way up?” he asked. “Fulfillment?”