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DEBBIE L MILLER: Dating Sandasiri

August 1, 2018Amusing, SubmissionsDebbie L. Miller, friction, imperfection, spiceTim

Just when Tabitha tired of dating, she met a Buddhist monk. He was perfect: sensual, serene, and cute as heck. And no ex-wives or step-kids to deal with.

But his constant cheerfulness finally got to her. She missed drama and the thrill of a good argument. The breakup was inevitable.


Debbie L. Miller writes from Brooklyn, New York where she writes in multiple genres. She won the 2017 Mona Schreiber Prize for Humorous Fiction and Nonfiction.

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ROBERTA BEACH JACOBSON: 204 Maple Street

July 31, 2018Amusing, Submissionsemail, funny, mail, Roberta Beach Jacobson, role reversal, technology, technophobeTim

Every morning, rain or shine, after his breakfast, Roland negotiates the overgrown sidewalk to his mailbox. Most days he finds it empty, but occasionally there’s a bill or political ad.

Neighbors sent him a pamphlet highlighting snail mail addiction. Roland reviewed it, painstakingly resealed it, then specified “Return to sender.”


Roberta Beach Jacobson is a humorist from Iowa.

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PREETI SINGH: A Sweet Sabotage

July 31, 2018Artistic, Poetry, Submissionspoem, Preeti Singh, saying no, standing up for yourselfTim

Being available
Is not always
A virtue
In many situations
It is a vice

You are sweet
Happily you greet
But they are there
To get your meat
It’s your peace
That they wish
To eat
Drain your brain
Till you allow
To entertain

Be bold
And learn to complain


Preeti Singh is an Indian French interpreter, writer-journalist, cinema artist.
You can learn more about her at: https://about.me/preeti-singh

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CONNELL WAYNE REGNER: Never Too Late

July 30, 2018Submissions, TouchingConnell Wayne Regner, life, love, regretTim

Before dying, she softly whispered, “I’ve never really loved you, and now I can’t make it up to you.”

He already knew, and consoled, “Don’t worry about that now. I’ve loved you enough for both of us.”

That’s when he saw in her eyes the love he’d always waited for.


Connell is always upbeat about putting something in his bio section and personally writes them all by himself as others couldn’t be bothered doing it for him.

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JIM DOSS: Cleaning Out the House

July 30, 2018Artistic, SubmissionsJim Doss, lest we forget, passage of time, the importance of historyTim

We threw out his WWII manuals on the M4 Sherman, the “Tommycooker.” Piles of clothes and shoes carted off to Goodwill. Flotsam of a lifetime, from legal documents to Nazi plunder to oxygen masks, still fighting his own private war. The holocaust filled each room, that lingering smell of pipe-smoke.


Jim Doss lives in Sykesville, Maryland, and earns his living as a software engineer. He has previously published two books of poems: Learning to Talk Again and What Remains. In partnership with Werner Schmitt, he also published a book of German translations entitled The Last Gold of Expired Stars: The Complete Poems of Georg Trakl 1908 – 1914. In his spare time, he is an editor for the Loch Raven Review.

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STORY OF THE WEEK: July 29

July 29, 2018NewsTim

The story of the week for July 23 to 27 is…

Another Misadventure of the Broken Boys by Bob Thurber

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VIJAI PANT: Revisiting Kargil Valour

July 27, 2018Artistic, Submissionschoices, cruel irony, evil takes different forms, Vijai PantTim

“Hand over that bag. Quick,” the man snarled.

He remembered inspirational words from his father, martyred in Kargil: “Always be brave.”

No time for valour, he reasoned.

He gingerly surrendered the bag. The man unzipped it, gave an evil smile, and shot him.

There is no fixed time for valour.


Vijai Pant is a language teacher in a school in India. He is also a freelance writer.

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FILLIP VERDUN: Mirror, Mirror

July 27, 2018Amusing, Artistic, SubmissionsFillip Verdun, narcissism, perception, realityTim

“Donald, you dropped the mirror on the floor.”

“I know. I was shaving and the thing was sneering at me.”

“You were seeing yourself.”

“I don’t care who I was seeing. I am the president and no one sneers at the president. Get me a new mirror that only smiles.”


Fillip Verdun wrote this story.

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DANA C SMITH: Sweet Oliver

July 26, 2018Submissions, Touchingchild, Dana C. Oliver, love, relationshipsTim

Oliver moved to California.

I don’t know when I fell in love with this child I barely knew. He’s the first person to whom I ever freely said “I love you.”

He’s only two. He won’t remember me, but he filled a void in my life I didn’t know existed.


Dana C. Smith holds an MFA in writing from Spalding University with an emphasis on fiction. Her previous work has appeared in “Ladies Home Journal” online version, “House Organ,” and “Escape Your World,” a short story anthology by Scribes Valley Publishing Company, where she was a finalist in a 2015 short fiction competition. She lives and writes in Nashville, Tennessee.

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SHOSHAUNA SHY: Girlfriends

July 26, 2018Adventure, Submissionschilling, serial killer, Shoshauna ShyTim

I never was in love with Gillian. Just thought I was.

But once she expired in my cellar, it smelled bad. And after I buried her, I found the diary in the wall crack. All she wrote about was escaping.

A petite redhead exits the bike path alone every evening.


Shoshauna Shy has had her flash fiction published by Sou’wester, Fiction Southeast, 100WordStory.com and other places.

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