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The Daily Dose is the kind of bar where nobody learns your name unless you hand it over, and I never handed mine over, not once in the…
Bar stories, from quick reads to long series. Most bar stories here sit in erotic horror and erotic couplings. Reads run 16 to 25 minutes. Writers to know: Rain Vignette, Indigo Spiral and The Roan Poet. Readers usually start with “The Glove and the Gavel” and “The Grinder's Witness”. 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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The Daily Dose is the kind of bar where nobody learns your name unless you hand it over, and I never handed mine over, not once in the…
I walked into The Rusty Tap at 8:42 on a Tuesday night in late October, and I know it was 8:42 because I checked my phone on the sidewalk…
*I wanted to explore the quiet morning after, when the intensity of a scene settles into something tender.
I'm Samira, thirty-five years old, divorced for one year as of last month, and I was sitting in a booth at The Hollow Anchor waiting for a…
Alicia was forty minutes from closing when the door stuck in its usual way and then swung in, letting a slab of humid August air into The…
Ray had been doing the Thursday run to The Anchor Tap for six months now, and in all that time he could count on one hand the number of…
Sylvie Malone was thirty-four years old and had been drinking alone at The Shady Elm for exactly forty minutes when Calvin Dunbar slid…
Elle was forty-two years old and her feet hurt.
My friend Denise asked me to housesit for her for a week while she went to visit her sister in Phoenix, and honestly I said yes before she…
Cammie grabbed the booth by the window like she always did, sliding in first and patting the seat beside her instead of across from her.
Bennett Mayfield was twenty-four years old, and she had exactly one plan for the evening, which was to drink two whiskeys at The Anchor…
Rachel had been a firefighter for twenty-two years, and she had walked into burning buildings without blinking.
Skyler pushed through the door of The Back Room at 6:40 on a Tuesday, ten minutes early, because showing up late to a first meeting with a…
Carlos Rhodes was forty-four years old and he drank Old Crow because it was cheap and because his father drank it and because at some…
Shanice Bryant was fifty-four years old and she had been driving long haul since she was twenty-one, which meant the cab of her Peterbilt…
My name is Sal and I'm thirty-four years old, and for the last fourteen months I have been a lunatic about a jukebox.
I was wiping the same spot on the bar for the third time when I finally noticed I was doing it.
Rain Vignette, Indigo Spiral, The Roan Poet, The Midnight Quota
Bar stories, from quick reads to long series.
Some stories are free to read in full, with no account. The rest open with a free preview; members read everything.
Most bar stories take 16 to 25 minutes, and the average is 20. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.