2022 stories

Other than starting the month with a prompt and trying to write the story and post it by the end of the month, I am not using any other guidelines to create these stories. Enjoy!

Who’s That?

January 2022’s short story of the month “When Bobby tells a joke, you’re always wondering if he’s going to take it just a little bit too far. He’s got this image of himself as outrageous and controversial, when in reality he…,” Shelley stopped talking mid-sentence. Mary was staring at the boy who just walked into… Continue reading Who’s That?

Magic Misunderstanding

February 2022’s short story of the month All right, maybe it wasn’t the best way to start off a conversation. In my own way, I was trying to take her side. It’s not easy to take her side, and very few people do. She has two, maybe three real friends in the world. There’s me,… Continue reading Magic Misunderstanding

Mary, Chaos Incarnate

(March 2022 short story) SUPER DUPER LATE You know when even the things you dislike about a person make you love her even more? Well, that was Mary. On the one hand, she could talk endlessly about obscure texts. You couldn’t help but be drawn in. Her passion for obscurity was like a magnet bringing… Continue reading Mary, Chaos Incarnate

Magical Archeologist

(April 2022’s short story of the month) (Finally done, I KNOW! SOOOOOOOO LATE!) Don’t let this one get away, she thought to herself. Tom had the look of a man quietly planning his escape. Christine watched him closely as he tried to check his phone without making it obvious that he was checking his phone.… Continue reading Magical Archeologist

Marriage Options 1, 2, or 3

May 2022 short story of the month, late, but finished They were getting married in just three weeks, and things were not looking good. They hadn’t found a decent band, and Sheri was not going to have a DJ at her wedding. While Daryl didn’t have an opinion about anything, his mother, Denise, seemed to… Continue reading Marriage Options 1, 2, or 3

Just Breathe

(June 2022 short story of the month, yep, it’s finally done) She told him to try again, and he did, and she couldn’t help but laugh.  “I told you I wasn’t a dancer,” he said, protesting.  “But you’re an athlete,” she said, “you ran circles around everyone in p.e.”  “Dancing and running are not the… Continue reading Just Breathe