The Honey Pot at Dawn
I want to tell you about the honey pot, but first you need to know about the seaweed.
Salt Night
Longtime reader from Australia, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is literate with dry humor. Most of my posts live in Romance. I have a soft spot for the rules list, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. 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 Salt Night
The Houseboat Secret
I lost my wallet at the church fair on a Saturday in June, which is the kind of thing that happens when you eat a funnel cake standing up…
Unsent Letters
My life, at twenty-three, was a machine I'd built myself, and every gear in it turned exactly the way I wanted.
Last Call for Sloan
The breakup was three weeks old when I finally walked into McGee's alone.
Just One Night Before I Go
I turned thirty-five at midnight, and I spent the last hour of my thirty-fourth year wiping down a bar that was already clean.
The Wednesday Dress Code
The bride was twenty-six, which she told me three times during the fitting the day before the wedding, as though I might forget between…
The Morning List
My wife Paula makes a grocery list like she's planning a military operation.