Write about a character having a spiritual experience at a concert or a nightclub.

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“The Mud Pie” by Walter Wright

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Damion’s mind wanted to go, but there was nowhere else except the space between his ears. His eyes darted acquiescently, capturing and processing everything around him. The lights, which had a faint lime shade to them; the train’s seats, which all looked like the plaster of bathroom stalls; the windows, marked with scratches and fingerprints; from the gum spots to the skin folds of neighboring passengers, everything seemed as though it was yelling in a pointless chaoticness. He wished to teleport himself back home. “So who do you thi...

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“生日快乐 - Happy Birthday” by Russell Mickler

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“A clear night,” Li Mei Ling texts in Mandarin, leaving the transit station. “Weird, but a good sign.” She turns a corner, her attention fixed on her mobile as she passes a mix of modern and traditional Chinese architecture. Neon colors splatter and stretch across the city street where throngs of young people loiter near vibrant, trendy bars and restaurants. A thrumming bass echoes, and Mei Ling smells the aromas of sizzling noodles, skewers, and dumplings offered by mobile food carts. A pair of pink over-the-ear headphones play The Only One...

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“A Match Made in Heaven” by Murray Burns

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A Match Made in HeavenHenry made ordinary people look extraordinary. He was as nondescript as they come- 33 years old, medium height, slightly overweight, thinning hair, 1 and ½ years of college, no accomplishments in the field of sports, the arts, or any other measurable aspect of human endeavor. He lived in a two-bedroom apartment with a high school buddy, drove a Ford Focus, managed a shift at a small auto parts distributor, watched a lot of TV, and had dinner with his mom every Wednesday. There wasn’t a single thing that…oops,...

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“Half-life Beach” by Chris Miller

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I am laughing because I finally know that I am dying. I didn’t realise until tonight. The beauty of her solo voice splits my face into a child’s smile, the chorus makes me start laughing with joy and the song’s end is the death of something more beloved than I will ever be. My cheeks are wet with tears and I don’t care. The air in the room holds the last note like a match holds a flame, but then it’s gone. The song is gone and we are floating in the vacuum it has carved in the atmosphere. Our souls have been sucked up into the space that the...

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“She and Verity” by Charlotte Kelley

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This story contains depictions of violence, self-harm, suicide, and psychosis.—Verity Castillo was hers. She knew where he worked—Westlake Recording Studios in LA, or at one of his home studios in Manhattan or The Hamptons. She knew what he smelled like—Gucci’s The Alchemist’s Garden, cinnamon and Patchouli oil with rustic accents. She knew his favorite color—mauve—and his blood type—O-negative, the same as hers (what intimacy!)—and his date of birth down to the second—September 21st, 1998, at 8:13 PM London time. She was...

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“The Bomb” by Jarrel Jefferson

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I plant a bomb, for old time’s sake. It’s a rather large one, under the stage where the honky-tonk band plays songs that make everyone two-step. In less than thirty minutes it will detonate, killing everyone in the Red River Saloon. Unless you stop me like you always do. More people are gathered on the dance floor than at the bar. Good. Gives me room to sit and enjoy a drink. I need to kill time until you show up. I strut to the bar in my boots and my cowboy hat and my tight jeans. Unassuming. One of the innocent. “Round me up a shot o...

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“Soma” by Michael Maceira

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Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of childhood sex abuse and drugs.Unlike other Terrans, I never dreamed of dancing in clubs on the moon; the music sounds like static, Loonies are snobs, and their blue milk swill tastes like sour gravy. But it’s the only place to kill demons.Standing outside Chandra’s thumping doors, the crackling music zig-zagging in the OxDome, I shift my heavy, clanking sack to my other shoulder. I walk into the dark club, looking for an old friend among beams of pastel light. Tiberius is across the gravFloor, p...

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“The Saints of Electra” by Alex Alaimo

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Spit dribbled down Dorothea's chin as her stomach lurched again. Lila tightened her grip on Dorothea's brown hair as Dorothea's body flew forward, continuing to vomit into the off-white ceramic toilet bowl. Dorothea's skull pounded along to the music that pumped through every open crease and crack in the dingy bathroom. The fluorescent green light coming from above washed over everything, making Dorothea's hazy mind feel even more disoriented. She sat up, resting back on her heels. In her rush to the bathroom to prevent puking on the floor, ...

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“Same Damn Hunger. ” by Jordyn Vigil

Submitted to Contest #199

The music was loud, you could feel it in your chest the moment you walked in. The loud bass had everyone moving; even those by the bar just casually having a conversation. Or trying to get the bartender's attention were swaying their bodies. She let out a breath as she looked around; the lights had a neon effect on them as she was pulled by her friend; Nicole, to the bar. “What are you drinking?!” She looks over at her, letting out a breath. “Uh…A tequila sunrise!” Nicole had yelled to the bartender hers and Sadie’s drinks as Sadie looked ar...

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“Azgōn Unðá Blōðan” by Emanuel Diaz

Submitted to Contest #199

Amid a world brimming with clamor and chaos, Ivar Gunhild remained an enigma unto himself. A man perpetually shrouded in the veil of introversion, he navigated life with trepidation, his spirit burdened by an innate fragility. Fear seemed to be his constant companion, weaving its tendrils through every facet of his existence. Ivar's days were plagued by the haunting specters of indecision and self-doubt. He was hesitant to venture beyond the confines of his comfort zone, a prisoner of his timid nature. Every step forward felt like a precip...

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“The Nightclub Epiphany” by Wilbur Greene

Submitted to Contest #199

In the murky realm of the twilight hour, pulsating neon lights gnawed at the tender underbelly of the evening sky, spreading psychedelic tendrils of orange, violet, and electric blue. Their kaleidoscopic dance threw distorted reflections onto the wet asphalt, weaving a path towards a vortex of syncopated rhythms and deep beats — the club, a modern cathedral pulsing with its own synthetic heartbeat. Here I was, a dark silhouette swallowed by the gaping maw of this techno temple. A self-portrait painted in soft hues of isolation, an alien na...

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“Electric Veins” by J. S. Bailey

Submitted to Contest #199

Strobe lights of green and blue shoot across the air as I stare, dark pupils absorbing colour from every refraction of light and sound, clashing in harmony around the room. I will never leave this place. My mouth runs dry. My lips remember their place in the sand as the back of my throat dries up like a sponge left in front of the window on a hot summer's day. Bass is flowing from the sound system like Mediterranean waves on a cool night. I am alive. Time slows down here. The dose of amnesia, administered to us through reverb...

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“I Went to the Concert” by David B Fraser

Submitted to Contest #199

My older brother warned me that High School was all street gangs. If you were fifteen and you weren’t in a street gang you got beat up by them, he said. For most of my High School I lived in fear. I always got to school early so I didn’t have to walk by the guys hanging out front before classes began. I sat at the back of every class and I didn’t ask questions. I carried as many books as I could from class to class to reduce any time in front of my locker when the hallways got busy. I got in and out of th...

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“Stillness in the glitter of the night... and back again ” by Ksenija Krstic

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[TW: death of loved one] Stillness in the glitter of the night... and back again It was the night of Rue’s funeral, her father would always say, amidst the curls of smoke dragged from the lengthy ashes of his cigarette, that Rue reappeared in the form of a deer. Whereas before pine trees dotted the driveway in their loneliness, the remnants of fogginess cleared and there stood a large, muscly, deer - staring. Her father would explain how its gaze, deep and unwavering, was an invitation; the stillness of its eyes a sign that he would be s...

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“Club Dead” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #199

The three rusted bells suspended from an old shoelace tied to the vertical handle, chimed as the door to the old barber shop swung open just a few moments before closing. A young man in his early twenties cautiously stepped inside as if he had just done something very wrong. He hung his head and stood among the mismatched chairs in the tiny foyer designated for waiting patrons, wringing his baseball cap with both hands. The cramped and outdated shop was empty save the two stylists who busied themselves cleaning and preparing to close fo...

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Write about a character having a spiritual experience at a concert or a nightclub.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 27 stories

“The Mud Pie” by Walter Wright

“生日快乐 - Happy Birthday” by Russell Mickler

“A Match Made in Heaven” by Murray Burns

“Half-life Beach” by Chris Miller

“She and Verity” by Charlotte Kelley

“The Bomb” by Jarrel Jefferson

“Soma” by Michael Maceira

“The Saints of Electra” by Alex Alaimo

“Same Damn Hunger. ” by Jordyn Vigil

“Azgōn Unðá Blōðan” by Emanuel Diaz

“The Nightclub Epiphany” by Wilbur Greene

“Electric Veins” by J. S. Bailey

“I Went to the Concert” by David B Fraser

“Stillness in the glitter of the night... and back again ” by Ksenija Krstic

“Club Dead” by Myranda Marie

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Set your story on a warm summer evening with a full moon, when everything feels magnetic and your character’s about to meet someone important.

Your protagonist walks past an intriguing stranger, then turns around to take another look at them. The stranger turns around, too. Write about what happens next.

Write a story about someone who finds someone’s diary, and tries to reunite it with its owner. It’s up to you whether they read it or not!

Write a story about a character who returns home changed by someone they met on a trip.

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