The Church Fair Confession
I want to tell you about the day I met Suzanne Dunn, because it started with a lemon bar.
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I want to tell you about the day I met Suzanne Dunn, because it started with a lemon bar.
*I wanted to write something for women in their sixties, because desire doesn't retire.
The trolley barn sits on the edge of Larkwood like an old man at a party, and I've been trimming the hedges along its north wall every…
The apartment was quiet in the way Magda had stopped noticing months ago.
*This one came from a deep love of small-town absurdity and the way pride makes us do ridiculous things.
The plan was simple, drive onto the ferry at Port David, ride across the lake, unload a sled at my apartment, and pretend the whole day…
Milton Paterson was thirty-six years old and he owned eleven boxes of stuff.
My name is Niko Bigshot, I'm forty-eight years old, and in October of last year I did something stupid and wonderful at the same time.
The handwriting got me before the name did.
I checked my watch for the third time in an hour.
*I wrote this one raw because empty-nest lust doesn't get enough airtime.
*This one's for the people who've ever gotten a little too interested in someone from a window, and for the ones who secretly hope…
I woke up at six thirty the way I always do, before the alarm, and lay there for a minute staring at the ceiling before it hit me that it…
The last bus out of Waskom left at 6:40, and I know this now with the kind of precision you only get from watching it happen.
The fair was dying down by four.
The gate rattled and I came through it at a dead run, which I know sounds dramatic, but I'd been sitting in my car in the pool parking lot…
The phone went off at 4 a.m.
I got back to Fenton on a Thursday, two years almost to the month since I'd last slept in my own bed at my mom's place, and by Friday…
Room of Timber, The Quartz Quill, Gold Reverie, Orchard Verse
Small town stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most small town stories take 16 to 24 minutes, and the average is 20. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.