The Horrible Ex-Exchange
I'm Isa, I'm twenty-five, and I'm in Lisbon because I'm petty.
Echo Ink
Longtime reader from Michigan, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. My wheelhouse is Letters & Transcripts and Humor & Satire, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is plain and direct. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Echo Ink
Letters from the Front Row
I am fifty-two years old and I let a forty-five year old woman talk me into emailing a total stranger.
The Decoy Date Letters
My sister Gail asked me twice why I said yes to this thing with Jarrod, so I finally wrote it out on paper while the front desk was dead.
The Postcards from Port Blakely
The night Vernon left, I did the math on the motel receipt and laughed.
The Special Sauce Situation
I'm Javier Reeves, thirty-four years old, and I've been the nice guy at La Cocina de la Playa for six years.
Pit Row Letters
I moved to Cedar Falls six months ago with two crock pots, a folding table, and a business plan my sister called "aggressive."