Debbie Stelzle

“Hobby:Smiles” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #78

I'm a journalist for a weekly local magazine. I explore people's unique hobbies. The editors revealed that his son who collects stamps requested to go to the hobbies convention next week. I proposed to the editor perchance I'll encounter unconventional hobbies. Strolling past some stations there were a lot of conventional hobbies such as stamps, toy trucks, and rocks. In this situation, it would thrill me pardon the pun a diamond in the rough. Something caught my eye, something was flashing it was a giant flat-screen TV 81 inches (ca. 2.06 m...

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“Here I Sit in the dark silent in the cornor” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #58

Here I sit in the dark, silent in a corner of my bedroom, curled up into a ball. I’ve been crying most of the night, have no tears left, and I live alone. Since March of this year, I’m furloughed from my job at school, with uncertainty when I will work once again living on a minimal income of a small pension from my job I worked for twenty years. Since I had to retire because of health, I needed to take my retirement benefit early so less than if I could have waited. The part-time job helped with the budget. Now I’m just going to keep my nos...

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“No Brick and Mortar school for Debbie ” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #54

In 1975, the year Debbie graduated from high school. Worked at a small nursing home till 1977. Wanting always to be a nurse, so in 1977 enrolled in a Licensed Practical Nurse program LPN for short. A two-year program and earned a diploma in 1979. Debbie worked as a nurse in Long Term care, otherwise known as nursing homes. Always loved working with the elderly, especially those who had Alzheimer's. Working as a nurse for over twenty years, finding great satisfaction in the job. On that day Tuesday, September 11, 2001, is a beautiful cloudles...

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“Circle on Circle” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #42

Voice recorder on May 1, 2246. ID number 452151956. My name is Thea, and it has been a long time since I used that name. I'm unable to sleep, been dark and cold for such a long time. I have little food and water left used most of my wood. I can only keep the fireplace on for a day or two. I'm dictating this so to those who will come after learning from our mistakes. We played with nature; we believe we had a controlled over the environment but discovered nature will have no master. Let me go back into the past to detail our hubris toward nat...

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“One day the sun rose in the west and set in the East” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #39

   It was a grueling day at work everything that could go sideways did. Blueprints I needed for a meeting did not come I called the carrier said maybe their driver misplaced them or delivered to the wrong office. I spilled coffee on my new laptop. Luckily I had a friend in the IT dept help dry it out. When the clock hit 5 o’clock, and all I wanted to do was to go home and watch television, make myself a cup of coffee, put a TV dinner in the oven, and just chill. Of course, the bus I was on got a flat tire I had to wait till th...

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“Voice from the past by Misty (AKA Deborah Stelzle)” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #36

Voice recorder on    Today is May 1, 2246. My ID number is 452151956. My given name is Thea. It's been a long time since I used that name. I'm unable to sleep, it has been dark and cold for such a long time. I have little food and water left. I used most of the wood I had can only keep the fireplace working for a day or two. I'm dictating this so those who come after will learn from our mistakes. We played with nature; we thought we could control it, but we discovered it will have no master. Let me go back into the past t...

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“Remember I Have An Eraser” by Debbie Stelzle

    Write a story that includes characters who are aware they are a work of fiction. By Misty (AKA, Deborah Stelzle).    Liz and Beth are amazing friends. They met in pre-school. Now fifth graders with the summer just around the corner in September, they will go into middle school, a whole new chapter of their lives."Hey! Misty," Fretted Liz "I'm tired of being written into stories about school." "Right, Beth?"Beth agreed. "Misty, How about you write us in a story about talking flowers, ...

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“Inside out Backward colorfull” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #20

      Audrey stood, with her hands on her hips, focusing on what was at the foot of her bed.  She was contemplating the feat before her, putting on her clothes by herself."I am doing this today! I want to show my mom that I am being a big girl." thought Audrey.  Audrey first had to face her first challenge taking the PJ top off. She pulled on the left sleeve pulling her arm back through the sleeve. “One arm free” Audrey said "Good" The right sleeve was a little easier to take off. Next was the most cha...

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“I Wish I Wish” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #16

   Jen's grandmother and grandfather lived in a huge house. The first and second floors were their Bed & Breakfast. The family lived on the upper two floors in the house. Jen's mom was the only girl along with her seven brothers grew up in the house. Jen's grandparents were selling the B&B to move to a community housing development in Maine. It is much smaller than this house they needed to either give some away, send things to her children. The one thing Jen always loved was the coo clock which hung in the main hallwa...

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“The Facts And Only The Facts” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #15

 The New Jersey State Fair was coming to Hackensack Park, today was the opening night.  Jill, with her classmates, Barry and Liz wanted to attend the fair after school. They first went to the greeting table to purchase a book of tickets for rides. State Fairs usually have rides, games of chance, 4-H contests and food stands selling corn dogs, homemade fried Funnel Cake and sausage, peppers and onions with its wonderful smells hovering over the fair.The classmates' delicacy cotton candy. They strolled around the fairgrounds as they ...

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“It's about a photographer, who is a rookie” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #14

       Having the unofficial title of rookie or greenhorn photographer at home, work and other occasions I attend, the person who has the camera hanging by the strap, around my neck. As with all rookies, I continue to have to learn all the functions of my camera has even after owning about five years. I always enjoyed taking pictures from the first camera which was a square brownie. The camera didn’t even use flash bulb could only use the camera during the day or inside with lots of light. The photos were black and white ...

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“What goes bump unseen or heard?” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #13

The weather upcoming to Halloween can be unpredictable, from a summer time day to a blizzard. Today, the weather was summer like. Requesting a personal day so one of my favorite pastimes is reading horror around halloween. I savor a good old scare feast. Downloaded a new horror EBook to my reader, it was a collection of down right scary books.      Taking my E-Book, lounge chair and coffee cup to my balcony,suddenly I was stunned by a car alarm going off.  Looking down at my E-Reader the battery was exh...

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“A super size grape vine” by Debbie Stelzle

Submitted to Contest #12

     My manager, Barbara Salem, who had been the editor-in-chief at the magazine for over ten years, she asked me to come to stop in to her office the other day. She notified me she had learned that there was space in the next edition of the magazine named “The little things” for a short story column.  Barbara asked me to write about a small city life and it grape vine. I grew up in a small city I said “I would be glad to!” I would find it easy to write about something I have firsthand experienced. What do ...

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