Seven guns fire three times and Jane collects a flag.

Courtney Stafford is a student at the University of Colorado.

They raised two girls sleeping in separate rooms. On occasion, she’d tap on his door, her sheepish smile buying her entry inside.

Ian Sands is currently not writing a novel.

She combed the mommy website until dawn but found no name implying inconvenience or denoting disappointment.

Meredith Hatcher writes to keep from going insane in rural Texas.

I finally found someone like Me. Then I remembered I had forbidden all other gods.

R. Gatwood is mortal.

When the rivers dried up and the flowers died, I knew that the end was near, so I sat on the edge of a precipice and watched them warp away.

JT Gill arranges words in clever orders, he thinks.

She flipped through her kid sister’s diary, all stories of kittens and boys. Nothing about an older sister. She wondered who she was.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) gives his report at He is working on a novel.

I said, “We should talk about something.”
She beat a rhythm on the dash, turned up the radio.
“Wait,” she said. “This is my favorite part.”

Trevor Pyle is a journalist and writer in Washington State.

The agent knew the only way to survive this. He made his way to the nearest superheroes, and he made sure they knew his name.

Sean Vivier teaches for a living.

I had sinned twice more than Joan, but they let me tag along. At the end of the day, I was a Christian.

Danielle Abramsohn writes stories shorter than she is.

On my way to the home, I pick a hemlock flower to add to the bouquet. He still laughs at our old running jokes, when I explain them.

R. Gatwood is concise.