“Would this be one of those times?” she asks. Seriously, I think. Coyly? A bit. Just the right amount, I surmise. But what do I know? “Could be,” I reply….

Chapter One Rudy knows people, and, because he knows people, Rudy loves birds. It is not enough to say that he likes, admires, envies, and adores all birds — he…

Okay, on to round two. Your challenge this month is to add on to the story below. You can add exactly 100 words or exactly 200 words or exactly 400…

So I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad, Lord, goin’ down that road really not knowin’ how I’m feelin’. I mean, look, who’m I kiddin’? Me? Am I kiddin’ me?…

it’s underneath the way she used to speak to stay alive she spoke in a buried kind of way above the horizon yes but at the same time the dark…

Rudy knows people, and, because he knows people, Rudy loves birds. It is not enough to say that he likes, admires, envies, and adores all birds — he LOVES them,…

“I wish, really wish, you’d think hard about it, then let us all know.” I didn’t even understand what a variable is. Fucking teachers can really fuck you up. No…

Happy Year of the Pig. It’s time to move on to phase two of our group writing experience. First, however, since the judges saw it a close contest, for their…