Observations in Starbucks

I wrote this in Penn Station at Starbucks while waiting for my girlfriend to get out of school. I had to be in the city and thought it would be cool to continue writing my thesis at the New York Public Library, and it was awesome, but the library closed early and I had a…

Jones Beach, Field 6

In honor of it being abnormally hot out for late-September, I’m going to post something quick I wrote over the summer while sitting on the beach. They were originally written in one giant paragraph, but I’m going to break it up where I see fit. Jones Beach, Field 6 I’m sitting on Jones Beach at…

A Dream

The main source of inspiration for this writing binge is a typewriter I bought in Lake George when I went on vacation Labor Day weekend. It’s a Royal Caravan typewriter from the 60s or 70s. There were cool, extremely old ones as well, but many of them had keys that would get stuck. Only the…

Some Changes

I’m sure you haven’t noticed, but my blog has gone through some significant changes recently. As usual, I’ve been unable to keep my promises to write every day, and as usual, I have an excuse: I did just graduate and I had plenty of time to write, but my focus was primarily on finding a…

Grenade

I’ve had this idea in my head for a while, but I didn’t know where I’d actually go with it. I was thinking of writing up some kind of army story, but I don’t know enough about the military to write something that hasn’t already been done. Instead, I decided to work on my long,…

Scabs

Sorry for the delay! Here’s the second part to the last post! Scabs I decided to finally try during one of these races. I was off to a good start, but I couldn’t keep my balance as I flew down one of the hills along the bike path. I felt my handlebars shaking and knew…

Bike Rides

This is a short, slightly exaggerated memoir piece. Anyone who knows my friends and I knows that we used to go all over our neighborhood on our bikes. This is also the first part of a two-part story. There’s a little bit more substance to these, so I’m spreading them out. Be sure to pay…

Pig, Hog, and Pork

I was originally going to post these stories as a three-part series, but they aren’t all that suspenseful; my intentions were for the reader to read them all together. I think it works better like this. Write your own three short stories like these! Make them all connected to each other. If you want, give…

Running Late

Sorry for not getting a post out yesterday! I’m hoping to get back on track with this. It’s a little different from what I’ve been posting. This is a one page (double spaced) play I wrote for the same tiny text class. I loved this assignment because it forced us to make every description, every…

A Place I Once Lived

Hey everyone. This is the follow up (it was part of the same assignment given in class) to the previous post. Again, the title is the prompt. The idea with this and the last post was to write short pieces with only one sentence paragraphs. A Place You Once Lived I lived in an upstairs…

A Place You Are Just Passing Through

This is another small flash fiction piece that I did in class. The title is the prompt. Write your own stories in the comments below or email me. I would love to start showcasing all my followers’ work here! Make it as long or as short as you want! Here’s mine: A Place You Are…

Blue Purse

This is a quick, little piece based on an object we were given in class. I was given a small coin purse and came up with this.  Blue Purse If you stare long enough at the purse, you get lost in all the colors, the shapes. They’re round like eyeballs; they stare back at you;…