Humor
The Malfunctioning Time Machine Part One. Content Warning.
PART ONE The Malfunctioning Time Machine Opening Prose: When the Marble Remembered the Century The revolving doors exhaled her into the lobby like a secret the building had been holding too long.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 12 days ago in Fiction
The Word Burger is Confusing
"The end," I said. I cleared the game board off the coffee table and began to pack my bags. "I hate when people say 'the end'. It's so final and overdramatic," said Cynthia. "You know 'thee' is another way of saying 'you' in Middle English, right?" she asked. I bristled at the smug look on her face. "Are you trying to end me? Seems kinda hateful..." she said.
By A. S. Lawrence13 days ago in Fiction
Invitation. Honorable Mention in Something Is Beginning, I Think Challenge. Top Story - March 2026.
The invitation was elegant for all its simplicity: The management & staff of “the Epicure” are hopeful that you might grace us with your presence as we celebrate the completion of our recent renovations at the Skyview Tower.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock13 days ago in Fiction
Tony's Wedding Toast
"I’m toasting this couple, who met years ago. Lindsay was underage, so it’s good that Brent went off to graduate school. We know there’ve been ups and downs, quite a roller coaster, but love conquered all. Brent got down on one knee and placed that enormous emerald on Lindsay’s chubby finger. What? She had pregnancy fluid retention. I’m a jeweler; I’ll resize it, free. First, Lindsay Ceriddo is smart, funny, and sweet. So weird to attach Brent’s surname to Lindsay. Raise glasses! Second, Brent is an okay provider. Third, Baby Ceriddo, all the best to you when you pop out."
By Andrea Corwin 14 days ago in Fiction
Fast Fashion
“Gidday.” “Hi, Dad.” “Stevie’s camping at Uluru…” “Nice.” “Yep. He got a new wardrobe…” “Really? Out there?” “Overnight, he strung his clean washing on a clothesline, from the back of his car. Next day, fifty clicks down the track, he spotted a lone sock flying behind him.”
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶14 days ago in Fiction
Evelyn Felix Waits at Baggage Claim. Content Warning.
Evelyn stumbles onto the tarmac, but a strong arm reaches out to steady her before she can face plant. The roughness of his hand sends a little bolt of electricity through her. She tries to keep her head down and away from the glaring sun, but gets an eyeful of tattoos on the man’s arm at her side.
By Polite Adjacent15 days ago in Fiction
