Window-Girl
Poppy is thirty tomorrow, and she knows this because Herman has already said "last year of your twenties" twice, and she's known him…
College town stories, from quick reads to long series. Most college town stories here sit in mature and erotic couplings. Reads run 17 to 25 minutes. Writers to know: North Craft, The Scarlet Traveler and The Maple Garden. Readers usually start with “The Pasta Cutter” and “The Boot Room”. 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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Poppy is thirty tomorrow, and she knows this because Herman has already said "last year of your twenties" twice, and she's known him…
I'm Britney, I'm thirty-four, and I teach yoga, which means I spend my days telling strangers to breathe while I quietly panic about my…
My name is Joshua, I'm thirty-five, and I've been married eleven years to a woman who shagged a bloke from her office two years ago.
*This story is a slow burn about a man who's done with surprises and a woman who's full of them.
The knock came at 9:47 on a Friday night, and I knew it was her before I even got up.
The Undergrad sits on the edge of campus, wedged between a phone repair shop and a nail salon, and on Tuesday nights it's about ninety…
I was elbow deep in a box of somebody's dead aunt's paperbacks when Cari pulled the cookbook out of a crate of church donations.
The jukebox was playing that same Counting Crows song it always plays.
*This one came from thinking about how debts between old friends can get very interesting when there's chemistry that never got resolved.
Cari had forty-one boxes and a dissertation defense in three months, and she had promised herself she would unpack in order of usefulness…
My apartment has a couch, a TV, and a bed I never make.
Jacqui turned forty-four on a Tuesday.
I never figured I'd end up holding my ex-wife's hand again.
Henri is forty-four years old, and he has been watching Bret bench press for close to twenty years now.
I finished my last walk-through of the hotel at eleven fifteen and texted Bess that the bar was still open.
The dog nearly gave me a heart attack.
Lena texted me on a Thursday: Sparrow's Roost, eight o'clock, I have news.
Angela was thirty-four years old, and she had learned in four months that grocery shopping with Reginald was a two-hour affair no matter…
*This story came from thinking about how the best conversations happen when you're not trying too hard, just sharing space and bad jokes.
Thomas walked into The Backstop at 8:40 on a Friday night, and I knew because I felt it before I saw it.
North Craft, The Scarlet Traveler, The Maple Garden, Silver Syntax
College town 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 college town stories take 17 to 25 minutes, and the average is 21. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.