by Valerie Logel The day after my twenty-first birthday, I was driving home from a family dinner with the man who would later become my abusive ex in the passenger seat. The radio played softly, and we were talking about plans for the rest of my birthday celebration. It was supposed to…
by Marnie Lyn Adams Writing—or avoiding it—is a stressful business. The critical element to evade creative writing of any type—from a George R. R. Martin-length series to a haiku—is to maintain productive activity while neglecting your long-term writing goals. However, with practice and a focus on diversionary tactics, you too…
As told by Oliver, the Bearded Collie by Carolyn Light Bell You wouldn’t know me as Scottish since I don’t have red hair, a tam, or a kilt. But my cousins, who look just like me, drive sheep up and down the moors of Scotland, rounding up the woolly ones,…
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By Nicole Tone Sophie laughed at the joke he tried to make, her hand brushing his arm. “So, yeah, it’s not that funny. But it was the most exciting part of my day.” He was nice and boring, had his 9-5 and his useful degree. Older, but not too old….