The story of the week for June 29 to July 3 is…
Spare Some Change by Jeffrey Albright
Every now and then, a character is built so well that their story simply through a physical description. It’s very rare, and very difficult to pull off, but Jeffrey has done just that.
ABIGAIL: What happened to Harold?
BEATRIX: He turned into a coffee table.
ABIGAIL: He doesn’t really match the decor of your living room.
BEATRIX: He never really had any use in this life.
ABIGAIL: At least he’s supporting my coffee.
BEATRIX: Yes, but I prefer to hold my own mug.
Christopher Gannon lives in a black box as punishment for something he didn’t do. When they are in the mood (which is never frequent) he is allowed to come out. During those rare opportunities, he can be found sitting in a bathtub writing stories. He hides them in strange places so that they never know.
In cap and gown they march along, as gargoyles on gothic buildings look down on another commencement.
Her shaky hand, veined and marked by time, waves from the seated crowd. It once rocked him to sleep and dressed him for school.
He blows a kiss. Her fingers close on it.
MJ is an aviator, author, and speaker on ways risk and fear can work to our advantage to dream and explore. She is preparing for suborbital space flight and researching ways to improve astronauts’ long-term space missions.
It is impossible to tell my story in exactly fifty words. Forty-nine? Yes! Fifty-one? Easily!
See, as a young man growing up in Middletown, I witnessed a murder. They did not see me, but I saw them, and have kept silent.
The criminal was my best friend. His name is
This is Joe’s first entry into this marvelous playground.
The Story of the Month is chosen from the Story of the Week winners announced from the past month.
The finalists for June were:
Head Case by Mark Farley
These Things Are Yours by Bob Thurber
Catching Up With a Friend by Connell Wayne Regner
Thunderclap by Sarah Scott
The winner of the June 2015 Story of the Month, and the $10 prize, is…
Mark constructed one of the most unique characters I’ve seen in a 50-word story–and I’m not talking about the corpse! Brilliantly imaginative and unexpected. Congratulations, Mark!
Resembling a Samurai statue wrapped in a tattered blanket, the homeless man sits on the city bench. A plastic bowl rests on his lap. His hands emerge; each holds a wooden chopstick. He drums the bowl and stares ahead like a cymbal-banging monkey.
Change lands in the bowl. He nods.
Jeffrey Albright is an aspiring writer of compelling fiction. His passion for storytelling was fostered by years of working in and owning a boutique hair salon where, from behind the chair, he has heard many a tall tale and met enough characters to cast his stories for years.
A working man, words to say
Strong like an Oak on a hot summer day
Protection to his family
A veteran, standing proud of flag that says we’re free
A husband, a father, a brother, and a son
A man of God, soft spoken, yet a leader to everyone
Shelia Burket wrote this story.
After the queen died of consumption, we smothered the old king in his sleep and condemned his son for the murder.
We then put in place to rule our territory the speechless blind prophet who always wore a crown of sparrows, their tiny talons tangled in his coarse filthy hair.
Over the years Bob Thurber’s work has received a long list of awards and prizes. His most recent book is a collection of brief stories titled “Nothing But Trouble”. Visit BobThurber.net
His knees hit the sand, and he collapsed face down. Exhausted. Finally spent.
He knew as clearly as anything that if he closed his eyes, he would never open them again.
But he was tired.
So very tired.
More tired than he had ever been before.
He closed his eyes.
Maxwell Park wrote this story.
“What’s your favourite book?” the librarian asked, as they walked through the aisles of novels.
“Gatsby,” she mumbled. “I love the way they talk.”
Suddenly, she crashed into someone.
“Sorry.” She looked up to the handsome man. “That was an accident.”
“It takes two to make an accident,” he smiled.
Beth Robertson is a 19-year-old writer based in Glasgow who carries around a little notebook and pen at all times.
Editor: The final line is a quote from The Great Gatbsy, the novel the first character mentioned, for those of you who might miss the reference!