Set your story in a coffee shop that’s just introduced a new line of autumnal drinks.

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“Coffee at The Crossroads” by Sjan Evardsson

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Nexus Coffee Bar sat in a place of pride in the middle of the Nexus. Situated at the crossing point between Earth and the outer planes; between Heaven and Hell. It sat at the crossroads of reality. As such, it was frequented by customers both Celestial and Infernal, not that one could tell the difference by looking. In fact, I blended right in, and I am neither.Long ago, I discovered I could walk out of Hell uncontested. I never made it further than the Nexus before finding myself back again, though. Each trip I could spend more and more tim...

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“Tomorrow at the Coffee Shop” by Keri Dyck

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Jack closed the door behind him and took off his dripping fedora. He removed his outer coat as well, hung both on a nearby peg, then glanced around the interior of what was supposed to be cozy little shop. He wasn’t quite sure, between the water drops on the outside of his glasses and the fog on the inside. He wiped them on his shirt and replaced them. Everything looked just as he had expected: two employees behind the counter, three patrons behind their laptops, and expensive drinks stencilled on the chalkboard. He seated himself on a ...

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“IUSTITIA CUCURBITA” by Michael Boquet

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There was still an hour before Daniel's Café opened for business and already there was a line around the block. The café was one of the oldest businesses in Columnvae and was beloved by all. Eating at Daniel's was one of the ten things a person was supposed to do before they graduated from the local university. Old timers who barely went anywhere would gladly wait for a table just to eat at the café. The café only served breakfast and lunch, and in the evenings the owner volunteered at a local soup kitchen. The citizens of Columnvae had give...

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“CHANGE?” by Agbesanwa Ayomide

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Kathleen reentered God’s grace coffee shop the second time that morning and breathed in the scent of different flavors of coffees and other flavored drinks and baked goods sighing as she did so. She had opened the shop earlier and mixed the batter leaving the baking and arranging to her younger sisters since she had an urgent business at the bank that morning. God’s grace coffee shop had just introduced a new line of making drinks according to seasons. Since they were in the season of fall and pumpkin, apple and caramel were in abundance, th...

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“A fresh brew of coffee” by Sophie Aay

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For as long as Sheila could remember, there has always been just a coffee shop in her little town. It was lone, isolated like it was in a world of its own. Other shops had developed over the years, most had modern interiors, decorations and Wi-Fi but the only thing that ever changed at the shop from her memory was when Mrs Huffleberry changed the windows after some boys broke it by accident. Mrs Huffleberry owned the shop. She once told Sheila it was an heirloom passed down in the Huffleberry generations. As small as it was in the middl...

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“Drink to Me with Thine Eyes… ” by Tanja Cilia

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It was our poem… To Celia, by Ben Jonson. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I’ll not look for wine. He’d recite it as we drank scalding coffee on the steps in front of the Youth Centre. I told him that my dream was to open a coffee shop where people would not hesitate to come in, even if they were alone. He painted the sign for me as a surprise – “To Celia”, it said. I had the name of the shop, even before I had started saving up for it. We were just eighteen years ol...

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“Bittersweet” by Jeff C. Carter

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Aisha squinted in the dark, scratching at the employee entrance with her key. The door opened and she nearly fell inside. Her manager, Clarissa, held it for her.“You’re on time. Good.”Aisha met her dark jade eyes and forced the first smile of her shift. “Good morning.”She slid past her manager into the coffee shop and frowned. She despised getting up before the sun. The only perk of the job, besides the free coffee, was having the place to herself for an hour when she opened. She never thought she’d wind up as a barista-in-training at this s...

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“Giving Back” by GRACE LARSON

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It had been ten minutes, perhaps longer. The man shifted impatiently and glanced at his watch. Yes, ten minutes. And still no sign of his drink. Well, what could you expect? The cafe was clearly swamped. He should have come earlier, not now. He had forgotten, this time was always busy. He craned his neck over the waves of people, flowing and humming and shifting in a dizzying pattern, trying to see the counter. No small pumpkin spice latte with coconut milk and natural sweetener. Yes, there were other drinks there; he could see them,...

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“Coffee for Leroy” by Julie Ward

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The Hillside Roasters Coffee House was bursting with fall festivity, despite the fact that September in Los Angeles is more like a dirty version of July. Hazy, sepia-brown and relentlessly hot. Outside, drooping trees provided spots of shade for old women wheeling overstuffed shopping baskets and street vendors pushing their ringing carts. Inside, orange and gold leaves fluttered in chalk down one side of the menu board. A long line snaked past packed bookshelves, newly adorned with tiny pumpkins and colorful Dia de los Muerto...

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“Third Times the Charm” by Avery Ann Graham

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The first day she saw him, he wore a brown cap and navy-blue tie. An oxygen tank sat beside his feet, and his hands trembled ever so slightly. On the second day, his tie was striped, and he ordered their new pumpkin-spice coffee with cream. On the third day, a dandelion was pinned to his shirt. She smiled, nodding as she poured his coffee. “That’s a very nice flower,” She said, and he met her gaze with a smile. He tapped a shaky finger against the dandelions stem. “It’s my wife's birthday.” He said. She grinned. “You must love her...

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“THOSE THREE AND HALF HOURS” by Dawood Abbasi

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Decent Coffees and Curries was a famous hotel cum shop in the outskirts of the city. It was in the premises of the college where I would teach. It was a popular place for visitors and the locals. It had three lounges on three sides of it. People would come here with friends and families to sit, sip and chat. Now it was autumn season and the inflow of the people on the Decent had increased. The shop presented special autumn drinks for the customers during this era of the year. It would turn into a multiple choices beverage shop on the advent...

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“Juliet's Song” by Mehreen Ahmed

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Juliet’s Song by Mehreen Ahmed Juliet worked in a cafe up the road. This morning, on her way to work, she thought, 'by the time I stepped out, the leaves were on fire'. She smiled to herself looking around at the hectic autumnal leaves, but she didn't realise that her pretty smile was something to see first thing in the morning. But she didn’t know that. She worked her shifts around the clock, being nice to the lovers of coffee, serving them, and taking orders. Juliet was stringent with her time, however, occasionally, she would spare a few ...

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“Saffron's Surprise” by Deborah Mercer

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The Cheery Kettle café was part of the furniture on the market square. Like a comfortable, slightly shabby, familiar armchair. For as long as anyone could remember, it had been offering the breakfast sausage or bacon bun, the lunchtime specials (and no-one could say they were narrow-minded, there was a pasta bake at least once a week, and even an occasional curry) and the teatime treats, consisting of a cup of tea or coffee and your choice of a buttered scone, a toasted crumpet, and a slice of Victoria Sponge Cake. Just o...

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“The best coffee in the city.” by Lee Chaffee

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I don't come here for the coffee... I watched him from the corner of my eye as he smiled and laughed while serving a customer a piece of pumpkin pie. His perfect teeth behind that perfect smile glittered as he playfully winked at the girl. He didn't wink at me... Ever. I came here almost every day and awkwardly stared at him while I should have been working on my laptop. This is exactly why he barely achknowledged my presents. I was just some regular customer. Truth be told. I absolutely, with all my soul, hate coffee. I simply made the ...

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“An Autumn Love Story set in the backdrop of the 'Artisan' Cafe” by Smruti Suresh Chandra Beohar

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It was getting colder and darker each day as Autumn had gradually set in. The nights were long and dark with frost all around during the morning hours. Dry dead leaves crushed on the soil while clouds appeared in the sky above. Many birds including nightingales, cuckoos, swifts and swallows flew south to warmer climates during the winter. Badges, foxes and small birds feasted on small berries and provided a natural source of energy and nutrients for the underlying vegetation. Damp weather provided the ideal conditions for fungi to grow. Autu...

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Set your story in a coffee shop that’s just introduced a new line of autumnal drinks.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 161 stories

“Coffee at The Crossroads” by Sjan Evardsson

“Tomorrow at the Coffee Shop” by Keri Dyck

“IUSTITIA CUCURBITA” by Michael Boquet

“CHANGE?” by Agbesanwa Ayomide

“A fresh brew of coffee” by Sophie Aay

“Drink to Me with Thine Eyes… ” by Tanja Cilia

“Bittersweet” by Jeff C. Carter

“Giving Back” by GRACE LARSON

“Coffee for Leroy” by Julie Ward

“Third Times the Charm” by Avery Ann Graham

“THOSE THREE AND HALF HOURS” by Dawood Abbasi

“Juliet's Song” by Mehreen Ahmed

“Saffron's Surprise” by Deborah Mercer

“The best coffee in the city.” by Lee Chaffee

“An Autumn Love Story set in the backdrop of the 'Artisan' Cafe” by Smruti Suresh Chandra Beohar

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Start your story with the line, “By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire.” (Whether this is a literal fire is up to you.)

Write about a character making fall decorations out of construction paper.

Write a story from the perspective of a bird migrating for the winter.

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