Thorn and Oyster
The spine of that notebook went with a crack I felt in my wrist, a loud electric snap that rang off the teak ceiling of the old fish depot…
The Midnight Quota
Longtime reader from Mookgophong, South Africa, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is a bit rough around the edges. Expect Exhibitionist & Voyeur with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and the rules list. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. 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 The Midnight Quota
Baked Under His Gaze
I'd never been nervous about a tart before, but there I was at half past nine on a Saturday morning, standing outside Wertz Waves with a…
Chimney of Broken Keys
The last bus out of the city center on a Tuesday night in August is a special kind of torture, and I was on it, thirty-five years old and…
The Reunion Visit
There's a joke in here somewhere, me standing in the same hallway where Hamish Wilton left me sitting on a cold stone bench twenty-one…
Kitchen Rules
I'm Beatrice, twenty-eight, dental hygienist, and I want to start with the hands because that's honestly where this whole thing started…