Set your story in a snowed-in chalet.

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“A Palace Unexpected” by Cydney Rose

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Bells chimed as I pushed open the heavy doors to the chalet, shielded from the harsh wind at last. Outside, the plush snow taunted visitors with its welcoming appearance, only to lure them into a hellish storm. “Finally back, Vi?” said my younger sister, Jessa. I scowled at her, fighting the urge to reprimand her for refusing to join me on my trip to the store. I only trudged halfway there before falling victim to the icy cold. Jessa sat with her knees to her chest, the book she had been engrossed in propped on the pillow beside he...

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“Audience of One” by Douglas J. Veverka

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A couple settled in across from each other at a table next to a window with the perfect view of the hillside, empty of anything but the blanket of mother nature's winter splendor. The full moon shed its light on the snowflake’s gracious dance through the night sky to the earth below collecting their contemporaries as it accumulated. Lodgers roamed about the room, heads tilted back, admiring its vaulted ceilings with massive trunks of wood crisscrossing the span. Others delighted at the staircase with its spindles of hand-carved angels, ...

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“The Eye-drops” by B. M. Kaud

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I planned on leaving the first thing in the morning. The whole situation, it felt like I was inside of one those melodramas that fill the afternoon slot in the television. I had never been in a situation like this, so degrading that left me doubting my ability to think and act as an adult being. I now look out the window, heavy snow has been falling all night and now it spawns through the morning. I dread the time Lisa will came down and we will have to play the civilized game until one of us is able to leave this chalet. For now, there is ...

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“Black Diamond” by Caroline Smith

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They hadn’t been in the same room together in five years, after the wedding. That reunion had ended with a glass of bourbon leaving its permanent mark on the white dress, and they had all come to an unspoken agreement not to meet after that. But a group will always have factions, much as a broken chain still was once made of links. They were no longer a collective unit, but some bonds lingered, suspended in time and unbothered by circumstance. It was Drew’s idea. His uncle had passed away a week before Christmas and bequeathed his house ...

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“A Real Corradini” by Janet Change Balda

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Joseph squeezed his eyes shut as the helicopter lifted off the ground. His stomach lurched behind the seatbelt, and he was grateful for the big headset that blocked out most of the sound. He felt a hand on his knee and opened his eyes to look into his wife’s face. Vanessa, so beautiful. Too beautiful, certainly for him. He smiled weakly to reassure her, and she nodded in approval. Determined not to see how far below the ground outside was, Joseph focused instead on the other passengers. On Vanessa’s other side sat her mother, Alexandrine, ...

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“Journal Entry #1 ” by Hannah Foust

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The Sequoias, Year 1950 Henry Scott Mountain top closed off due to avalanche caused by heavy snow, no way up or down, low on food, only planned for a weekend, no idea how long we will be stuck, friends all despairing, trying to decide who’ll we’ll have to eat first, I voted for the one who weighs the most.Entry 1. We are optimistic, that we will be able to blaze our way back to civilization, some think we need to ration...

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“House of Altars” by David Lontok

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Noah fought to find refuge, dragging his ski boots through the snow. Winds kept throwing punches ever since rapid snow filled the evening sky. Doomed to walk the distance, Noah kept holding on to one ski as if it had life to spare; the other one stayed broken, sticking out like a thorn from his backpack. His eyes, holding on to a shard of visibility, never strayed from an image on the snow—a tall, wide rest house tucked between trees. It looked abandoned, for there were no lights. After enduring his ice-cold penitence, he busted through the...

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“reinterpreting in the snow ” by F.O. Morier

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You can´t put your arms around a memory. Sounds like the title of a song, doesn´t it? that´s because it is: the title of a song. It´s true, you can´t put your arms around a memory, but you can reinterpret one. I´m a desert girl by nature. That´s a fact! If I were to tell people who know me, that I once spent a whole week in an abandoned cabin in the mountains – at Christmas, they would probably start to doubt the validity of my story, or ask what I had been drinking? And yet, I did! Following the death of his wife, a good friend of mine had ...

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“Almost Snowbound in a Chalet” by John Steckley

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The whole family had waited with great impatience for weeks to go skiing, even the twins, who were generally stay indoors and dress up girls. The place to which they were now driving was a beautiful, big chalet. The picture of the place on the website, and its very close proximity to the ski hills had completely charmed them all. What’s more, they would have the chalet all to themselves the weekend they were going there. They could light a fire in the open-mouth of the large fireplace, and no one would complain of the smoke th...

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“Snowed-in by Choice” by Andrea Haffly

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Snow danced in the wind outside the frosted windows of her small chalet. This was a cold wind, sharp as a slap and just as shocking against bare skin. It caught the small snowflakes and swirled them into heavy drifts against her chalet’s walls. She watched the snow dance and swirl from snug inside her chalet, tucked close to a crackling fire. This was a real fire, wooden logs piled high on the hearth to keep it fed and roaring. From her spot —a supremely good spot— she had a view out the window, along with the rest of the small room and d...

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“Solace” by Naa Momoh Odarteifio

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She would wake up to the familiar comfort of unfamiliar heat. Despite the sleep wearing off and her senses getting more responsive to her surroundings - the slight tickle of his hairy limbs, the subtle hint of his oud based cologne teasing her nostrils, the stench of the overnight stay of tequila and red wine in her mouth - she’d remain in the same position with her eyes closed. A final struggling attempt to retain the warmth of the comfort, no matter how fleeting. He would wake up feeling a weight against his chest, a throbbing in h...

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“Chekhov’s Gun but the Gun is an Alien Kraken” by Elle Avrak

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yo listen up imabout to tell you a TRUE STORY. (☉_☉ ) happened on that ice planet Dagua. damn that place is a nightmare even under normal circumstances but this was NOT NORMAL. so there I was in the dark season, when the sea shivers and rolls and pulls its collar up and up and up with every peaking wave just to keep from freezing in place, watching a red streak tear a line in the sky. “oi get these sea muffs cleaned up!” yammy yelled from the kitchen porch of the chalet. sea muffs those little frozen fucks. (ง ͠° / ^ ...

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“She Swirled the Tea Slowly” by Farron Burnes

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She swirled the tea slowly.Marian leaned back into her couch, sinking into the cushions and preparing for a long night in. She twisted and turned to bundle her way in under the handmade quilt, her hands cupping the tea cup in every attempt to stay warm. Though a fire blazed, it was still confined to the small space of her wood stove. But even had it been a giant roaring fireplace, nothing could’ve stopped a chill creeping into her bones. The storm outside was simply too cold. A constant thud was heard as the windows held strong against the s...

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“The Rat and The Apprentice” by Barbara Burgess

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Clive pushed his back against the door, wedged it with his foot, turned, and walked over to the king sized bed. Gertrude was pulling herself up and resting against the plump pillows. Placing the tray on Gertrude’s lap, he said, “I’ve brought you breakfast in bed, darling. The resort operators phoned up just now and said there would be no skiing today and probably none tomorrow as we are all snowed in.” “Oh Clive, how disappointing. I was so looking forward to a day’s skiing?” ”I know, darling. But it’s only today and maybe tomorrow.” ...

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“The Chalet” by Rob Ambidge

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"Help! Help! Help!" Ben was screaming out in fear. A fear that chilled him to the bone. Nothing in all his 29 years even came close to the terror he was feeling tonight. At the top of his lungs, he was begging for someone, anyone, to come and save him. But no one did. Except for him. Ben had no idea who he was, how he got in, or what he wanted. But there he stood. A mysterious, shapeless figure in the shadow of the doorframe. Motionless and watching. Despite being no more than a vaguely humanoid silhouette, the air of malintent rad...

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Set your story in a snowed-in chalet.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 56 stories

“A Palace Unexpected” by Cydney Rose

“Audience of One” by Douglas J. Veverka

“The Eye-drops” by B. M. Kaud

“Black Diamond” by Caroline Smith

“A Real Corradini” by Janet Change Balda

“Journal Entry #1 ” by Hannah Foust

“House of Altars” by David Lontok

“reinterpreting in the snow ” by F.O. Morier

“Almost Snowbound in a Chalet” by John Steckley

“Snowed-in by Choice” by Andrea Haffly

“Solace” by Naa Momoh Odarteifio

“Chekhov’s Gun but the Gun is an Alien Kraken” by Elle Avrak

“She Swirled the Tea Slowly” by Farron Burnes

“The Rat and The Apprentice” by Barbara Burgess

“The Chalet” by Rob Ambidge

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Begin your story with a character crashing into something (or someone) while skiing.

Write about a skier who accidentally strays off-piste.

Write your story from the point of view of someone learning or teaching an extreme hobby.

Your character runs an inn for resting mountaineers. It’s a calm life, until they encounter a twist of fate.

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