5 months. 14 days. 6 hours. 12 minutes. That’s how long since the last time I’ve seen her face. Narrow nose, kissed by the sun, as evident by the freckles that cover it like stars do the sky. Short hair, curls so tight they move as one entity when she walks, skips, dances. Dark eyes.Continue reading “Fast Fiction: Missing Person”
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The Great Unknown
As some may or may not know, I’m currently pursuing my Master’s in Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages (TESOL). I wrote a blog post about what lead me to that decision. I am taking a “Technology and Language Learning” class this semester, and have been learning so many new, creative, innovative tools toContinue reading “The Great Unknown”
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”
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”
Fast Fiction: Midnight Snack
It was a long way down. Too long, you think. Turn back now. Your bed is still warm, the sheet is pulled back the way you left it. It’ll hug you like a cloud. Like a dear friend would hug you after you show up to the first day of school when summer vacation isContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Midnight Snack”
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”
Fast Fiction: Art Class
I stare at myself in the small rectangular mirror that sits propped up on the desk, and focus on the small hairs that connect my two eyebrows. Or what I thought were two eyebrows. “Be honest with me, have my eyebrows always looked this way?” I ask, squinting my eyes and leaning closer to examineContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Art Class”
Paige Gardner 