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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

Insidious

Home is insidious. It sneaks up on you in ways you don’t expect, becoming a part of you even if you never asked for it. I don’t like it. I don’t like feeling attached to things, and I don’t like it when things happen without my consent. Nobody does. I didn’t want to live in … Continue reading Insidious →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story 1 Comment February 3, 2020April 16, 2022 4 Minutes

Table for More

“Mom, why are we at a table for four?” Dan’s mother had told him that this lunch date was just for the two of them. His first, fleeting thought upon seeing the extra chairs was sadness, because at one time, his father would have joined them. Then he had noticed that the table was next … Continue reading Table for More →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment January 30, 2020January 30, 2020 5 Minutes

She Is Happy

She is happy. She has always liked to do things with her hands; she has always liked to make things, and to look upon them later and say, “I made this. I accomplished something.” She still makes things, sometimes. Knitted caps or scarves or gloves. Handmade greeting cards, for birthdays and anniversaries. Simple things, perhaps, … Continue reading She Is Happy →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment January 27, 2020 3 Minutes

Belonging

“Khari, do you think we belong here?” Reid sat awkwardly against the wall of Khari’s tent. He knew he was welcome here, and he knew that Khari didn’t mind his presence, but he still felt slightly uncomfortable. He liked Khari. He was pretty sure she didn’t mind him, either. He’d just never felt quite as … Continue reading Belonging →

Charles Williams Aia, Fantasy, Short Story Leave a comment January 22, 2020April 16, 2022 8 Minutes

The Darkness

It began as a little pool of darkness in the corner of my office. At first, I thought it was merely a shadow like all the others, cast by the door or my chair or the leaf stuck to the outside of my window by a spider’s web. As the light shifted from morning to … Continue reading The Darkness →

Charles Williams Fiction, Horror Leave a comment December 12, 2019December 12, 2019 6 Minutes

Gloria’s Baby

Gloria loves her baby. He is the meaning in her life; he is that which defines why she lives, and he is what she lives for. She can think of nothing else in her life that has ever meant as much as him: not her parents, not her siblings or her grandparents, and not any … Continue reading Gloria’s Baby →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment December 11, 2019April 16, 2022 2 Minutes

Question

“Teri.” That name, more than any other, is not normally hard to speak. Justine’s connection to Teri is deep and full of history. Justine does not like people, and she doesn’t often speak to them or let them into their lives. Teri is an exception, but this utterance is different. Behind it, days of thoughts … Continue reading Question →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment December 4, 2019December 4, 2019 4 Minutes

The Worst Thing

I once asked my close friends, “What’s the worst thing that has ever happened to you?” Florence, who has the blondest hair I have ever seen glint in the sunlight, said, “Oh my gosh! I had just gotten to school, right? With my Eggnog Latte, because you know I have to get every seasonal latte. … Continue reading The Worst Thing →

Charles Williams Fiction, Short Story Leave a comment November 22, 2019November 22, 2019 4 Minutes

The Woman in the Sky

He couldn’t stop after just one flight. He knew he should have, just as he knew, if he wanted to keep himself concealed, that he should never have taken that first flight. Using his Talent, though — truly using it — had become something like an addiction. He felt like someone who’d been bound to … Continue reading The Woman in the Sky →

Charles Williams Elal, Fantasy, Short Story Leave a comment November 20, 2019November 20, 2019 8 Minutes

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