The Writer: Light at the End of the Carpal Tunnel

  Mary sits in front of her computer keyboard, silently willing her fingers to tap out just a few more words. She is alone in her kitchen, sitting at her laptop in front of big bay windows. “Just ten more minutes… or 250 words, whichever comes first” she promises her wrists, both of which are …

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Thwart and Conceal

laire stands in front of her bathroom vanity in nothing but a towel, holding her iPad over the back of her head, trying use the vanity’s mirror to angle the iPad's front camera to capture the bald spot she is certain has started at the end of her hair’s part. She holds the iPad in …

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The Cape

Originally Published in Storyzine Volume I, Issue VII September 2018. Cryss stood, head held high, arms at her waist, and stared into the Toyota’s headlights. The once midnight blue, now faded navy Camry LE glared back at her. Are you up for this? it seemed to ask, stubborn, defiant. Despite its 95,000 miles - nearly …

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That Guy: The Day My Future Was Decided

My junior year at what was then called William Paterson College. I was 21, tall, thin, idealistic, still naturally blonde, and I was going to change the world with WordPerfect and a dot-matrix printer. Then I met Guy. Not any guy, a guy named Guy. Guy Moore: the ten inches taller, much blonder, Editor-in-Chief of the …

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