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Weekly Contest #354
Match Box Chapter 1My leather trolley bag followed like a puppy on a leash as I fast walked the concourse at Louis Armstrong Airport. I had to get out of town. I couldn’t stand the thought of facing her, or worse, them.My red hair was easy to spot, so I bought a cloth gaiter at the airport and pulled the black-and-gold colors of the New Orleans Saints, with a fleur-de-lis logo, over my head until my hair was no longer visible.My former Executive Chef was at a Michelin-starred restaurant in the San Diego Gaslamp Quarter. If he didn’t have a j...
Weekly Contest #353
Chapter 1This lake has been my home for as long as the gods have existed. I was created for them, as a messenger. “The Snatcher” is the name on the tongues of the uninitiated. The fear I bring is older than their villages, older than any of the new languages. The water’s memory is long; so is mine. Most days pass in the slow rhythm of currents and silt, the pulse of fish, the drifting songs of reeds. But sometimes—rarely—the lake stirs with a different kind of presence. A brightness. A soul that hums like a harp chord struck by lightning.Tha...
Weekly Contest #352
I used to be bolder than others. Even the boldest of the bold could not eclipse my brilliance.I don’t mean I was unapproachable; I was and am as sweet as oranges, and it is easy to enjoy me wherever I am used. But I used to find it easier for people not to judge me. I represented living sciences, such as cooking with an open flame. I was the color of the Denver Broncos, of Texas Longhorns, and sunsets that made people pull over on the side of the road to stare. I was the glow in a jack‑o’-lantern and the color of the pumpkin, the zest of a ...
Weekly Contest #345
Samantha Maris sam@sammaris.com About 2,000 words Jasper Juniper Titmouse by Samantha Maris Chapter 1Chapter 1Rainy days were the universe’s personal attack on Jasper Juniper Titmouse. Jasper’s family, “The Titmouses,” were tiny. So small that rainy days were dangerous, the weather forcing them captive in their home for fear of being pummeled into the ground like a stake at some of the human campsites prevalent around their home in the Northern California forest near the Great Basin. So, JJ, as his friend...
Weekly Contest #344
Cost of a Lieby SAMANTHA MARIS Chapter 1“Mom!” Kira called out in a voice pitched higher than her normal alto. Her mother, standing twenty feet away at the entrance to the garage mused to herself how rich her daughter’s voice had gotten once she matured to the ripe age of seventeen.“What?” Darlene attempted to imitate Kira’s excited pitch but that wasn’t possible any longer.“I found a box and I want to go through it but…” Kira’s voice became less confident as she looked up from the box she was cradling and met her mother’s eyes. Darlene cau...
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