Write about a character who is starting to open up to life again.
Posted in Character on Mar 24, 2023
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“Excalibur” by Daniel Allen
I’m not like most people. I accepted that a long time ago. To be honest, I hate that label, anyway. What does it even mean? Everyone has their burdens to bear, right? We all have those little things that come so easily to other people but drive us insane. For some people, that’s dating and the hot flush that scrambles their brains every time they even think about talking to someone they like. For others, it’s reading or...
“The Truth About Ghosts” by Thom Brodkin
Lenny didn’t know how old he was. I mean, he knew how old he was when he died—eighteen—but he wasn’t sure just how long he had been dead. That’s one of the first things you should know about ghosts. They have no concept of time. I mean, they see the sunrise and sunset, and if it’s necessary, they can still read clocks. But to a ghost, each day is pretty much like the one that came before it and identical to the one yet to come. It’s why they love dogs so much, there’s more about that to come. But back to L...
“Life After Death” by Cecilia L. Maddison
The rescue plane traced distant contours, circling, seeking, never nearing. Henry searched for a break in the canopy through which to attract attention, but the dense foliage clung and clawed, engulfing him in greenery slick with the jungle’s sweat. From the sky, he was invisible. The faint whirring of the engines taunted him like the whining mosquitos feasting on his blood, stealing him drop by drop from the refuge of his skin.Although last night’s violent storm had cleared, spent after tossing and tumbling the plane fr...
“DOLORES-DELILAH” by Viga Boland
Dolores sealed the last box of her mother's memorabilia and shoved it into the corner of the bedroom. All the furniture had been sold off weeks earlier. Now, at last, mother's knick-knacks, photos, hymnals, holy cards, and sets of rosary beads were neatly buried in the boxes. Packing up these religious treasures made Dolores feel guilty, but Delilah, her rebellious alter-ego didn’t."Just do it!" Delilah coaxed. "There's no point keeping this stuff. My plans for the future don't include reminders of the past. They're good...
“Back From Outer Space” by Chris Campbell
“Hey, Captain Caveman is back!” “…I’m sorry, what!?” “We thought you was lost forever. We even took bets as to if we’d ever see you alive again.” Jeremy Walpole stood in the doorway to his local pub. For the past two years, he had avoided all physical contact with the human race. The frightening Covid-19 pandemic resulted in an extreme reaction to cut himself off completely from society – relying solely on contactless home deliveries for survival. So, for him, a re-emergence into public life, was a monumental and bra...
“Friendly Competition” by Kevin V
I didn't intend to overhear anything. Grabbing my Walmart Great Value mozzarella string cheese and my sandwich bag of self-mixed nuts from the fridge, I'd only intended to take my quick break the same time I always did.She sat at the other end of the long table, her left arm, elbow on the table, supporting her head, which faced away from me. Though hushed, I clearly heard her say, "I can't do this job. Maybe I'm not cut out for any job."That is, of course, when I realized that she spoke to someone on he...
“Growing Up With You” by Suma Jayachandar
I tilt the bucket and scoop out the last mug of water. Just warm enough to wash away the stubborn dirt sticking to your right toe from your barefoot walk in the garden with your Appa. I splash it at your toe, rub it, wrap you up like a croissant in your turkey towel, and carry you as you free your tiny arms and loop them around my neck. I place you on the bed where I have laid out your school uniform, baby lotion, baby c...
“Timothy's Birth Day” by Mary Bendickson
This is most certainly true: Timothy's Birth Day It is spitting rain today. Of course, a week-end day. So I am stuck inside on the first week-end in spring watching snow melt and rain drizzle wishing I could take a walk in sunshine. Maybe spy some brave crocus poking their purple pates above the white caps. Oh, wait. I can't walk much anymore anyway. I injured my knee a year ago (oh, wow, ...
“Call For Life ” by Pouria Razmara
As the heavy rain poured down upon the street, washing away the grime and debris of city life, a sudden flash of electric blue sliced through the darkness. The ambulance, a beacon of hope and healing, emerged from the downpour like a lightning bolt, racing towards its destination with urgent purpose. The rhythmic wail of its siren echoed off the slick buildings, adding to the symphony of storm and city. It was as if the ...
“Reproduction.” by Ken Cartisano
I sat hunched over a table in an obscure little café I used to frequent. The place was deserted. All the locals go to the nightclubs a few blocks away these days. I just wanted a quick drink, and anticipated another quiet evening at home, alone. My expectations for the evening were low, but I felt like I had recovered from my break-up with Sue, and was thinking more constructively about relationships in general. There are certain things a woman has a right to know, but at what point in the courtship, exactly, does a man lay his cards on t...
“Feeble Hope” by Caroline Eddy
Love was stored inside an egg. Charlie remembered his father saying that. Not once or twice, but many times in multiple ways, and always with a bright smile. Charlie liked remembering his father smiling. If someone cooks you an egg, they love you. Simple as that. That was the core of his father’s argument. That eggs could embody all love the way Paul described it t...
“The Rituals of Grief” by Marta Eastover
She played the notes again. This time with her eyes closed. Her right pinky extended, it hovers, then lightly taps the black F#. After a moment’s pause, her left thumb signals the rest of her slender fingers to cascade down on the keys. They rapidly unleash like gorgeously falling raindrops, one after the next.The piano radiates out the emotions she held in, as she strikes the keys harder and harder, faster and faster. Notes swirl and fall like a storm. She pauses a moment after the song has finished and takes a breath. ...
“At Sea” by Janet Carl
A cruise. If nothing else, she would get out of town, out of bleak mid-western winter, away from friends who meant well, but who could do nothing for her but stuff her full of comfort food: mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, pot roast and potatoes, and every so often a big, greasy slab of lasagna. She had gained ten pounds since Glen died six months previously; the only thing that still fit was her shoes. And so, because i...
“Baggit” by John Rutherford
Baggit She appeared in front of the table of the Yorkshire Rose that evening, like Medusa, the snakes were replaced by this long fizzy 70’s style look, that had been hastily doused with a spray can of wet look. The three at the table didn’t turn to stone, but her appearance created a sudden end to the quiet conversation, and they all looked ...
“Deep Breaths” by Nona Yobis
Deep breaths. Deep breaths. In, out, 1, 2, 3, 4. Smell the roses, blow out the candle. Focus on the sound and feel of the breath as it enters and exits the body. It’s just the grocery store. Everyone goes to the grocery store. It’s not a big deal. Just go inside, get what you need, and get out. Deep breaths. 1,2,3,4. Focus. Focus. Si...
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