Comet Light Over Us
My name is Jared, I'm sixty-two years old, and last August I did something completely out of character.
Warm and nostalgic stories, from quick reads to long series. Most warm and nostalgic stories here sit in exhibitionist & voyeur and romance. Reads run 14 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Midnight Stage, Pearl Gallery and Juniper Room. Readers usually start with “Comet Light Over Us” and “The Missing Groom's Map”. 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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My name is Jared, I'm sixty-two years old, and last August I did something completely out of character.
Pauline had been driving the dirt road for twenty minutes before she saw the lake, and when it finally appeared through the trees, silver…
My name is Sally Farrell, I'm forty-four years old, and I have been dating Ken Carlisle for six years now.
I'm twenty-eight years old and I coach women's basketball at a small college outside of Charleston, which means I spend about four months…
You know those days where one small thing goes wrong and then everything else piles on top of it?
The whole thing started over a hatpin holder, which is not a sentence I ever expected to say out loud, and yet here I am, thirty-four…
Robbie had rented the cabin off some listing site without ever seeing it in person, which was the kind of gamble he usually lost, but when…
Camila racked the balls one more time even though the table was done for the night.
The sign above the porch still said KÖT instead of KÖTT, missing one T, because nobody had ever fixed the missing T, and Jada had been…
The crossing signal had been stuck on red for forty minutes and counting.
I didn't plan on going into Marty's Taxidermy & Rare Books.
My name is Alex Rosenberg, I'm twenty-four years old, and until a month ago I thought I had a decent sense of rhythm.
Thirty-four years, folks.
*This one came from thinking about how good it feels to be the one who knows what she wants and gets to teach someone gentle.
My name's Debbie Weaver.
The key stuck in the door of the Weaver's Rest, and Nellie Lowenstein gave it the same shoulder-jiggle she gave the clinic's supply…
Nelson Duncan was sixty-four years old and his knee had strong opinions about the Swiss Alps before he even got out of the rental car.
The call came in at four in the afternoon, right when the rain went from steady to stupid.
I have been picking zucchini blossoms at the Warburton station for three years now, and in that time exactly two interesting things have…
*This story came from wondering what it looks like when two people who've known each other for years find something new in the middle of…
Warm and nostalgic stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most warm and nostalgic stories take 14 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.