January 2nd, 2009 - Hosho McCreesh
And so, it’s a question of ambition then. Ten years ago to the day, I was in Durango, Colorado — out of town on a New Year’s getaway....
December 5th, 2008 - Christine Eberle
How can so many things be exactly the same, when so much is completely different? I reach under the desk where I have worked for fourteen...
August 29th, 2008 - Rhonda Zimlich
We received the keys to our new home a few days early. Our girls giggled past us with a patter of footfalls that echoed through that...
July 11th, 2008 - Vonetta Young
No man had ever loved me, not even my father. So, on July 11, 2008, my fingers hovered above my keyboard, trying to decide what to put on...
June 13th, 2008 - Shavahn Dorris-Jefferson
Dictionary.com’s word of the day was “apprise.” “Apprise: \uh-PRYZ\, transitive verb: To give notice to; to inform; -- often followed by...
June 13th, 2008 - Sheree Winslow
I hung my head over the garbage can situated below my desk, then threw up whatever was stuck in my pouch. Inside my body, I wore a lap...
April 18th, 2008 - Catherine DiMercurio
I kiss my son and daughter goodbye at their elementary school, risking parental censure for slowing the theoretical efficiency of the...
April 10th, 2008 - Sena Quist
So my brother, Donald Quist, the author, approaches me. Asks me if I’d write something. When an author asks you to do something that is...
March 14th, 2008 - Nikki Boss
March 14th of 2008, was a Friday. I worked that night, ten years ago, the strip club was my playground. Most of the time, the club was...
February 14th, 2008 - Paul Guernsey
It was Valentine’s Day, of course—but as I sat in the chair where I usually wrote my fiction, rather than ruminating on romance, I was...