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Weekly Contest #279
My Ex It’s been such a long time since we have talked. Too long. I have so much I want to tell you. So much to make up for. I just hope you’ll hear me out… It took a while to get your address, several calls and messages. But after many calls that were uncomfortable and strained and just plain strange I was finally given your address from your youngest sister. She didn’t want to give it to me but after an hour of hesitant forced pleasantries she finally gave me your address in Richmond. I was surprised at where she told me ...
Weekly Contest #158
That's Not Fair It started out as a day that I would describe as entirely and contently fair. Fair weather, a perfect sixty-two degrees with no clouds in the sky and a gentle breeze blowing. I checked my bank account as I was walking towards my car with a list of errands to run and I was pleased to see that those numbers were fair as well. Things were feeling and looking pretty good so far. I went to the grocery store, the pharmacy, and the local hardware store and then took a break for a cup of my favorite coffee. Things were still sm...
Weekly Contest #132
Are You There? by Cynthia Joyner "Are you there, God? It's me..." You know this age stuff just kind of crept up on me. I look in the mirror and sometimes don't recognize the lady looking back at me. I wonder where the young woman went with so many hopes and dreams and exciting adventures in front of her. It's like I fell asleep one night young, strong, and spirited and awoke tired, lost, and sort of pushed off to the sidelines of my life. I once knew my purpose. I was a mother of five children, a wife, a nurse, and then a grandma and need...
Weekly Contest #130
The Locked Door by Cynthia Joyner It was 1978. winter in the old steel town of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I was twelve and had just entered into that awkward preteen stage of life. It was hard enough being shy and so unsure of myself, but at this age, those qualities seemed to be magnified immensely by the fact that I was the oldest of three girls. I was a quiet girl, that pretty much kept to myself. Reading was my favorite pastime. I loved the escape a good book offered. To clean my room, lay across my bed, and begin my journey on the...
Weekly Contest #117
The Porchlight Ok, a story about an urban legend is nothing new. We’ve all heard them. We all know at least one. Every town has them. But sometimes they are more than just a tale passed down through the generations. Sometimes they are more than an urban legend. This is just that. And, not only that, This legend changed my life. Every Halloween in the working-class city of Pittsburgh there is a middle-class neighborhood of Brookline. It’s filled with hardworking families, most of which were employed by the local steel mills or large d...
Weekly Contest #102
Being the oldest child of four and my mom and dad both working full-time five days a week really didn't leave much time for fun getaways at all when I was a child, for my two sisters, my brother, and I. Even just a day at the park was a lot to ask for. But for me, I had an extra special trip to look forward to every weekend. It was going to my grandma's house. Not only was it the greatest place in the world for me as a seven-year-old but fit my grandma was my favorite person throughout my entire childhood. She was a strong and independen...
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