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The One Who Fails

I tend to think of my life as defined by my mistakes. There are more of them than successes, so it’s easier, in a way, because it’s so much easier to think of times that I’ve messed up than it is to think of times I’ve done the right thing. Mistakes are a part of … Continue reading The One Who Fails →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment February 10, 2020February 10, 2020 8 Minutes

Get Gone

“Tell me what to do to fix this,” he says, as though I have an answer for him. He’s trying to recover. He’s trying to backpedal and apologize. He’s trying to make amends for what he’s done, but he doesn’t know how, because he’s never really thought about what it means to be good to … Continue reading Get Gone →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment May 7, 2019May 7, 2019 7 Minutes

More Wine

Rebecca takes a sip from her wine glass. It’s just palatable enough to swallow, which is fine, because the entire bottle cost her less than two dollars. She isn’t the type to care about whether the wine is actually good or not. She just drinks it for the alcohol. She swirls the rest of the … Continue reading More Wine →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment April 30, 2019April 30, 2019 9 Minutes

To Be Happy

  This is Callan’s house, and Niall does not live here, but by the way Niall commits himself to washing the dishes, you would not guess it. There is silence between the two for now, though Niall’s stiff, straight back and the angry vigor with which he scrubs the dishes, when paired with the defeated … Continue reading To Be Happy →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment February 25, 2019February 25, 2019 8 Minutes

Bay Window

She waits for him every day. Starting at 5:00 pm, she stands in the bay window, waiting for Daddy to come home from work. Sometimes he’s home at 5:05. Sometimes he’s home at 5:30, or even later. It doesn’t matter to her. She still waits there, ready to run to the door and greet him … Continue reading Bay Window →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment January 23, 2019January 24, 2019 5 Minutes

The Call

Melinda dropped her armload of groceries onto the counter with a thud. She had brought them all inside in one trip, because who makes more than one trip when you can just overload your body completely and carry every all at the same time? But also because she hoped that Izak would see her struggling … Continue reading The Call →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story 1 Comment August 29, 2018August 29, 2018 9 Minutes

Trio

Author's Note: This entry contains more mature themes and language than previous entries. This is fine, I thought in a panic. It’s fine. Everything’s fine and it’s going to turn out okay. “You mean you really didn’t know?” Devon exclaimed, leaning forward in his chair. I buried my face in my palms. Sheila had clearly … Continue reading Trio →

Charles Williams Fiction, Humor, Uncategorized 1 Comment July 10, 2018July 10, 2018 5 Minutes

The Darkness

They can see the darkness, across the plain, moving toward them in defiance of the sun: a great wall, pure black, erasing everything in its wake as it travels. The sun shines bright from the other side of the world, only a quarter of its way through its trek across the sky, but no matter. … Continue reading The Darkness →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment July 3, 2018July 3, 2018 5 Minutes

Her Fight With the Floor

The floor began the war with a small blemish in the northeast corner of the kitchen. Just a small discoloration of the white linoleum floor that no one in the family but she, Annette, would notice. And she did notice that small stain, ambiguously between red and yellow, but not orange. It looked like a … Continue reading Her Fight With the Floor →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment June 28, 2018June 28, 2018 3 Minutes

The Yew, Part 1

“My grandmother’s mom planted that tree, you know.” Herb gestured at the twisting trunk with his mottled hand. His other hand quavered on his his cane. Rae worried that he might fall on the uneven ground. The roots of the tree rippled up out of the earth all around it, like knucklebones poking out of … Continue reading The Yew, Part 1 →

Charles Williams Horror, Multi-Part 1 Comment June 27, 2018July 2, 2018 9 Minutes

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