*This piece is my second publication, originally in Penning the Pandemic: An Anthology of Creative Writing from the Beginning of the COVID Era. Many thanks to the Monadnock Writers’ Group for including me with such wonderful pieces. I have a unique relationship with my fourth child. She is too much … Continue reading →
Penning the Pandemic This international anthology of memoir, poetry, drama and short stories captures the impression of writers in the early period of the COVID pandemic. Creative writing applied to the sudden global crisis of 2020 shares the shock, the agony, the courage, and the resilience of humanity in extraordinary … Continue reading →
*This piece is my first publication, originally in The Mud Chronicles anthology. Many thanks to the Monadnock Writers’ Group for including me with such wonderful pieces. Nori gathered interesting people as so many pearls, valued for their own merits. I was one such pearl in her long strand of friends, … Continue reading →
Marta watched as the child approached the cabin, waiting. Her anger swelled as the young girl grew nearer. Here was one more opportunity. They would all pay. Every child in the village would burn. Lisel crept up the steps, shaking from the chill and tired. Her dress dirty, the … Continue reading →
Getting hooked on a game doesn’t get any better. Until you have to go back to work. # I rip my bra off the moment I get in the door, dragging on comfy clothes while tossing food in the microwave. I guzzle a bottle of water and stuff reheated … Continue reading →
A woman makes a choice that will change much more than her body. # No one had ever bothered to tell her about this part. Everyone was drifting away from her. Her parents were off RVing across the country, which was more of a blessing than not. Most of her … Continue reading →
A woman discovers a terrible secret, and chooses to solve her problems with lasagna. *This story is now available on Amazon for free* # I wake to rain pounding on the windows and an empty bed. I smooth the worn blanket on his side. He’s still not home. I check … Continue reading →
An overworked succubus seeks a vacation, only to find out that she signed up for more than she bargained for. # Lerlun tapped the scroll on the table and shook hands with the human, careful not to squeeze the still-bleeding finger. She had always thought it silly to hold onto … Continue reading →
The Depths of Cloudberry Pie by M. D. Flyn Lelia eyed the flyer hanging in the window of the storefront. The box social was coming up. It was the first year she was old enough to make something. If only she had the time. Or the money for ingredients. She … Continue reading →
*Fair warning, this is 2600 words, 12 minute read Death by Fruit by M. D. Flyn Sara sat on a box and watched the sun rise as it painted the dirty piles of the camp in rose and gold. Snow dusted the debris and shelters. The lake reflected the golden … Continue reading →
