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Submitted to Contest #310
To think all I needed for my career to finally take off was to accidentally sell my deepest darkest secrets to the publishing house. I'm not proud of the things I did, the things I wrote about, or the fact that they're out there for the whole world to read. I would never have even dreamed about publishing some of those things before last summer. If it weren't for the fact that I'd mixed up the attachments in that email to my publisher, no one would ever have known and I would still be a no-name ghost writer for a cheesey smut company. It ...
Submitted to Contest #297
Golden rays of warm light bathed the bedroom, washed over her soft skin where it was exposed above the tangle of sheets that wrapped us together. She breathed in, and out, eyelashes fluttering against a still-rosy cheek, lips parted and puffy from when I kissed every inch of her. I watched from beside her, breathing in the smell of her, her shampoo on the pillow and the scent that lingered with the sweat on her skin from the night before that was uniquely hers.I counted the rise and fall of her breast with every breath, I would touch her if ...
Submitted to Contest #279
TW: Mental Health and Self harm themes, particularly themes of extreme OCD and violence. I could feel the itch before I even opened my eyes. A tickle at the back of my mind. The start of a compulsion. A defeated knot settled into the pit of my stomach. It was going to be one of those days. I opened my eyes, taking a deep breath in through the nose, out through the mouth, visualizing with each inhale and exhale, brushing the bud of the compulsion away before it could take root in my thoughts. Just like the doctors said to do. It didn't ...
Submitted to Contest #254
She walked through the town with her head held high, parasol resting daintily on her shoulder to shield her from the sun. She knew what they had said about her, the rumours that blew through the town worse than wildfire in the summer brush. Rumours that just happened to be true. Still, she would not be defeated by a secret that should never have been made to be kept in the first place. She was the same lady as she had always been, and would continue to be so. No matter what people may think. People stopped as she passed, to stare or wh...
Submitted to Contest #253
I sat alone at sticky diner table beneath the flickering florescents, scanning the smudgy roadside window for the man I was meeting. I didn't know what he looked like, only that he was a he, presumably a well dressed he with a briefcase containing my application and the potential to change my entire life. I drummed my too-short fingernails against the tabletop, ordered a coffee and waited. Amidst the overwhelming stench of grease and bacon and burnt coffee, I could smell myself. I really should have made sure to shower this morning. Now ...
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