The Diving Bell
I drove up to the cottage on a Thursday in late April, and the first thing I saw was the lake, gray and flat as an ironing board.
Solstice Whisper
Based in Midwest. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. Expect First Time with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and wrong place, right time. 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 Solstice Whisper
The Last Block Party
I'm Stacey Zimmer, twenty-eight years old, and I spent last September alone on my porch with a glass of wine and a spreadsheet open on my…
The Wrong Apartment, Right Mistake
You'd think a guy my age would have figured out by now that delivering groceries to strangers is basically paid loneliness.