The Fermenting Rivalry
The thing you have to understand about the fermentation barn at our vineyard in Nababeep is that it hums, all day and all night, a low…
Stories in Exhibitionist & Voyeur tagged rivals, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 16 to 20 minutes. Writers to know: The Iron Horizon, The Breeze Craft and Ruby Journal. Readers usually start with “The Fermenting Rivalry” and “The Night Shift Bet”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The thing you have to understand about the fermentation barn at our vineyard in Nababeep is that it hums, all day and all night, a low…
The intercom crackled at 1:40 in the morning and I nearly jumped out of my chair.
Kelly Sander was forty-three years old, a veterinarian, and by nine that night she had already apologized to her GPS twice for calling it…
Thirty-four years, folks.
The rain came down all at once, like somebody up there dumped a bucket, and I stomped across the yard to the little hut at the edge of the…
Tania Howell was thirty-four years old and she had been sitting in the Wagga Wagga airport lounge for four hours, and in that time she had…
The box said KITCHEN in Ralph's blocky handwriting, which somehow made it heavier, or that was what Janna told herself when she got it up…
I got to the farm on a Tuesday in March, which I only remember because the colleague I was house-sitting for, Professor Kim Walsh…
I am twenty-four years old and I write my first novel in the back corner of a former auto-body shop that now houses four food trucks, a…
Poppy is thirty tomorrow, and she knows this because Herman has already said "last year of your twenties" twice, and she's known him…
*This is pure fun, two smart women who like to push each other into corners, and the corner happens to be a very quiet library.
Shelley had been standing on the refueling apron at Abarkuh for three hours and the fuel truck still hadn't come.
I have been planning weddings for thirty-one years, and I can tell you the exact moment I stopped being nervous in a room full of hotel…
Okay so, the story starts with me being pathetic on Alba's porch, but give me a minute, it gets better.