Broken-Hearted Girl

I’m proud to announce that I got a flash fiction piece “Broken-Hearted Girl” published in Issue #1 of Pastel Pastoral Literary Magazine! I was inspired to write this piece at my writer’s group after listening to Dizzy’s song Joshua on the ride over. I hope you’ll enjoy it! “My mother was the one who foundContinue reading “Broken-Hearted Girl”

Fast Fiction: The Waitress

“What? You sad?” I quickly turned away from Brant’s patronizing tone, wiping the tears away with the back of my hand. “Well this will make you feel better.” I spun around to see him holding out two dirty, crinkled, sad dollar bills. “What the –” “Your tip,” he said, his lips curling up into anContinue reading “Fast Fiction: The Waitress”

Like Mother, Like Daughter

One of my favorite things about growing older is discovering how much of myself is made up of my parents. As much as I’d like to think I alone have molded myself into the person I am today, it’s simply false. My mother and father have been there the whole time, their hands on topContinue reading “Like Mother, Like Daughter”

Fast Fiction: The End

“It’s happening,” cried Charlie. “It’s really happening.” “It’s not happening,” Emmalene said calmly. “You’re fine. We’re all fine.” But Charlie couldn’t hear her. He was too busy running over to the window. Too busy pressing his face to the glass. It was pitch black outside, but the window was cracked at the bottom, and theContinue reading “Fast Fiction: The End”

Fast Fiction: Call From the Past

I lay on the carpeted floor of my living room, my feet up onto the couch cushion where a normal person would sit, and lazily fan myself with the Lamaze pamphlet. The window is wide open, bringing nothing but July humidity into the apartment, and the ceiling fan is spinning so fast it shakes. ItContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Call From the Past”

Short and Sweet.

“I need to read more. I just can’t find the time.”“My attention span is too short for reading.”“I don’t know the last time I’ve read a book.” These are all real sentences from real people I’ve heard in the last few months. Some said to me, some snippets from conversations happening nearby. And for eachContinue reading “Short and Sweet.”

Fast Fiction: Bottomless Mimosas

She was drunk even before the food arrived. Not her plan, of course, seeing as it was a Sunday morning and she had a list of errands she intended to cross off after breakfast. But it’s not everyday you find yourself sitting across your husband with whom you’ve been separated from for six months. AndContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Bottomless Mimosas”

Why I’m Scared of Self-Driving Cars

For my Pittsburgh friends, I’m sure you recognize the image below. I remember the first time I saw one of these Ubers driving around the city, the metal cylinder spinning on top like something out of a science fiction novel, and my friend nonchalantly saying, “Oh, there’s one of those self-driving cars.” Hold up. WContinue reading “Why I’m Scared of Self-Driving Cars”