Lit Fiction

"Between These Two Walls" is one of the January Writing Challenge entries that was chosen to be a featured story. I never liked goodbyes. Heck,...

These entries from January's challenge were selected as Honorable Mentions. Those who completed this challenge are now encouraged to share their stories in...

Mason watched her light her third cigarette, digesting her every movement. From his spot inside the café, he could see the exact way her...

“Is there no hope for me? Is there no way That I might sight and check that speeding bark Which out of sight and...

When I get out of the car and take a look at the regal silhouette of the edifice before me, I smile. It looks...

She closes her eyes for the last time. At first, it’s a relief. She’s tired, and she likes the feel of the rain on...

"You know," Clayton said to me, "it doesn't always have to depend on pride and/or falling head over heels for him. There is a...

You once found my stash of broken things -- kept in a wooden box that was once owned by my mother. It was once...

“Was it cold?” I could hear the grin spreading across his face as we watched the sky filled with stars. “Of course, but it was...

Glitter shards lie at her feet and pepper her hair, her lashes, her cheeks. They spiral down lazily between her outstretched fingers and coat...