Every Labor Day, I can’t help thinking of the best and worst 24 hours of my life. The day my sweet angel was born and the worst pain I’ve ever experienced. My baby was scheduled to be born August 1, but the baby didn’t get the memo. Every week in August, I went to theContinue reading “Labor Day”
Category Archives: short stories
Song Sung Blue
Brandy was enthused at her first visit to the renaissance fair with her longtime boyfriend Dale. She embraced the merriment by meticulously making period wench and farmer costumes for them. But Brandy was especially excited for another reason. After 10 years together she wondered if Dale was ready to take their relationship to the nextContinue reading “Song Sung Blue”
Rewrite
It was a dark and stormy night… No that’s stupid. Every damn dumb novel starts that way. It’s gotta be better than that. Suddenly, the lights went out. Great, now I’m starting in the middle of the action. There’s no backstory. It makes no sense. The reader can’t follow it. The opening line is theContinue reading “Rewrite”
Sweet Little Lies
“Mirror mirror on the wall… who doesn’t want to look in this mirror at all,” Grace said as she looked at herself in the dressing room mirror, disgusted. “Come on, Mom. How long does it take to try on a bathing suit. Let’s see,” her daughter Ashley yelled from outside the dressing room. Grace frozeContinue reading “Sweet Little Lies”
Accidents Happen
It was an accident. A spectacular accident, but an accident nonetheless. I’m an artist. Graduating from a very prestigious art school, for years, I diligently worked on paintings for the important gallery opening I always saw in my future. But to pay the bills I painted commissioned art for commercial billboards to sell various productsContinue reading “Accidents Happen”
Buried
Staring down at the four story staircase, we slowly descended… step by step. I didn’t think I was claustrophobic, but as we lowered further into the abyss, I stared at the walls in complete understanding of how someone could feel them closing in. When we reached the only remaining Edinburgh catacomb, appropriately called a close,Continue reading “Buried”
Masters of The Game
Author’s Note: My creative writing group has recently been doing exercises in point of view perspective writing. This is from the second person point of view, which has very limited applications and not often used. Still, couldn’t you see this being a real TV show? Are you ready to hear the roar of the crowdContinue reading “Masters of The Game”
Spring Fling
It’s Spring gala season, when a young woman’s fancy turns to love. Each season young women of the New York Society elite are debuted for young men to meet, court, and marry. Each ball had a mist of romance hanging in the air. For the Viscountess Caroline, this ball season held the spark of anContinue reading “Spring Fling”
One Ides of March
Log date March 15 0700 hours. My nerves are raw. My anxiety at peak. I did not enter any REM sleep last night. All I could do is glare at the ceiling for the clock to strike. Waiting for the alien invasion we’ve expected for sometime is unnerving. We’ve prepared. We’ve trained. But I don’tContinue reading “One Ides of March”
The First Ladies
Author note: The unnamed First Lady is completely fictional and does not portray any real person. The last year has been a whirlwind. Roaming all over the country in a different town nearly every day meeting people, then the election. I wasn’t ready for this. I’m still not. Now I’m sitting here in a aContinue reading “The First Ladies”
SUZANNE RUDD HAMILTON 