August, 2021 Archives
Aug
Authors And Readers
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
It became obvious to the Minister of Culture that everyone wanted to be a writer, and no one wanted to be a reader. When the Minister of Culture collected statistics, she noticed that most of the stories published by reputable publications remained unread. With the support of Parliament, the MOC instituted a new rule: for every story published on the internet, the writer was obliged to read ten stories by other authors and write a summary and critique of each story. This practice led to a number of happy authors and readers, who turned out to be the same people.
From Guest Contributor Anita G. Gorman
Aug
Chatrang
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
“Your move,” Death said.
They can’t hear me. Please give me another chance. The mortal shivered.
“Thirteen moves.” The Guardian Angel moved his bishop.
The Death Angel smirked. “Check.”
“It’s never enough to defend their lives,” the Guardian sighed.
No, I don’t want to die.
“They never learn, do they?” Death chuckled. “No empathy for others, until violence knocks on their doors.”
No, please, I’m a good person.
“Someday, maybe, I hope to defend a man who is worth a decent game.” The guardian placed his knight.
Oh god, I can’t see anything, I want to live!
Death roared, “Checkmate.”
From Guest Contributor Amberstar Rosette
Amberstar is a writer who lives in the Czech Republic
Aug
October Blues
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The stickiness of the summer air had finally disappeared, leaving behind a brisk chill in its wake. Bronze leaves danced in the wind after departing from their trees, reviving nostalgia that remained hidden deep within your bones. The same way you felt it deep inside your bones when he kissed you that Fall years agoーcupping your face with his warm hands while leaving the sweet taste of honey and cinnamon behind. Shuddering, whether from the bitter wind or suppressed memories of times that no longer existed, you crunch the leaves beneath your heavy boots harderーand you keep on walking.
From Guest Contributor Kelsey Swancott
Kelsey is a graduate of St. John Fisher College, majoring in English, with a concentration in writing while also being an editor in the campus literary magazine Angles.She is furthering her education by attending SUNY Brockport for her master’s in English, specializing in creative writing. Following graduation, she is interested in working in the editing and publishing field.
Aug
The Celebration
by thegooddoctor in Uncategorized
Where was he?
Anxious guests chattered in anticipation of what would happen next. The priest glanced at the row of individuals immediately before him. Then, at his watch.
Time passed on. The front door opened. A man rushed in.
No one turned to greet him. No talking caught his ears.
Who would’ve believed his story of being caught up in traffic when he was golfing with friends and lost track of time?
He fumbled in his dress jacket pocket, finding the wedding ring lodged in its creases.
Despite his absence as ‘best man’, he hoped his brother’s wedding went well.
From Guest Contributor Krystyna Fedosejevs
Krystyna is a writer of poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. She resides in Edmonton, Canada.
Aug
The Great War
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The gunfire in the near distance didn’t faze me after ten months of war. I had a job to do and with few hours of sleep and lack of food, the lieutenant couldn’t believe my energy. The truth was, I hid my exhaustion because the men needed my surgical skills.
I operated on an eighteen-year-old boy who took two bullets to the leg. By the time he came to me, it was too late. I had to remove it, or he’d die.
The captain said ‘The Great War’ would end soon.
I wished I believed him as another casualty arrived.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher