Old English spelling for October. One person in a white robe is offering wine to a young person in orange.
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“Pleasure and Bliss”

By: Riley Nichols It was the first cold of October, a mark in the changing of the seasons. The winds found their way into your bedroom, but the blankets protect your skin. You’re asleep and happy with your body feeling a sense of warmth that is new to you but was pleasant enough to keep… Continue reading “Pleasure and Bliss”

Old English spelling for October. One person in a white robe is offering wine to a young person in orange.
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“Autumn’s First Breath”

By: Regan Puckett The cold winds do not yet bite, still too weak to shake the trees. Soon, the leaves will begin their haphazard downfall, amber confetti flooding the streets. They’ll fall atop carved pumpkins, around curtain ghosts. You’ll find them in your hair, on the bottoms of your shoes, you’ll mark the weeks with… Continue reading “Autumn’s First Breath”

Old English spelling for October. One person in a white robe is offering wine to a young person in orange.
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“An Artist at Work”

By: Claire Utley As the artist works, he exhales a crisp, unbothered wind and leaves trails of richly colored leaves behind him. The earthy-green countryside is replaced with the pallet of autumn as he mixes his hues. Instead of painting tropical pool parties and icy popsicles, the artist turns his attention to laughter filled hayrides… Continue reading “An Artist at Work”

Old English spelling for October. One person in a white robe is offering wine to a young person in orange.
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“Hex Girls”

By: Dre Hill The sleepy town of Hollow Grove was wide awake on this night. Shrieks, cowls, and unearthly sounds pierce the air like sharpened daggers. Fires rage, beautiful and illuminating, while all consuming. The three young women stand in the epicenter of the chaos. Specters swoop down from the sky. Corpses murmur and shuffle.… Continue reading “Hex Girls”

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In Defense of Self Publishing

By Sarah Merlenbach October 11, 2019 Chances are, when most people think of the publishing industry, they picture the Big Five: Simon and Schuster, Penguin Random House, HarperCollins, Macmillan, and Hachette. For those who pay attention to the logos on book spines, the list might extend to publishers like Scholastic, Bloomsbury, or Sourcebooks. Sometimes, even… Continue reading In Defense of Self Publishing

Old English spelling for October. One person in a white robe is offering wine to a young person in orange.
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October 2019: 100 Word Stories

For the October 2019 writing contest, we are asking participants to write a short story in a 100 words or less. Our theme for this contest is "October". And while it may seem a little on the nose, we think that it is actually a pretty clever concept. Your October themed short story can include… Continue reading October 2019: 100 Word Stories

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“Spring’s Grin”

By Jacob Romero The sound of birds envelop the air as wind rustles feathers Flowers bud, enthralled with new found warm The drip of morning dew glistens on fresh grass Winter has come and gone Taking with it the silver bleakness it so closely held With fervent showers and a brighter sun A land now… Continue reading “Spring’s Grin”

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“Continuity”

By: Afton Jagels Silver droplets dripping downFrom the sky to the ground Gray above and gray below Down the silver raindrops flow The sky is leakingBut the storm is fleeting Grinning as tears wet my face Flawed feathers floating round Heavy resting on the ground Weight within and wait without A dream that I begin… Continue reading “Continuity”

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“siren song.”

BY REGAN PUCKETT the women of the water are angels,with scaled skin instead of feathered wings. in their hair, they wear crowns of shells and starfish, and from their mouths drip joyous melodies. the angels of the sea admire the men of the land. they want the men more than they want themselves, and so… Continue reading “siren song.”