My Darling Jeremiah, Do you remember the first time I brushed against you, at the take out window at The Fisherman’s Cove in Old Orchard Beach? A sudden downpour had taken the summer tourists by surprise, forcing all of us into a tight crowd underneath the overhang. I stood close to you and wasContinue reading “Jeremiah”
Author Archives: Natolie Webb
Currently Reading
Micheal clutched the package nervously to his chest as he entered her hospital room. She didn’t notice him at first. Her head was turned toward the window, while the nurse cleaned and redressed her head wound. His heart skipped as it always did when he saw the damage the accident had caused. He had comeContinue reading “Currently Reading”
Love Language in Translation
She craved his loving attention: afternoon strolls on the bike path, bearing their souls together through a long night of talking or maybe just lazy afternoons watching movies… But he couldn’t stay still and so when he was done running around, long after she had eaten and gotten ready for bed, he called to askContinue reading “Love Language in Translation”
Cat Food
August was a ridiculous month to have a baby, she thought freshening the cat’s water dish as it wound appreciatively through her ankles, especially when you were too stubborn to own an air conditioner. It was barely 10am and already her hair was matted and frizzed and her body covered in a light sheen ofContinue reading “Cat Food”
Party Time
She swiped on a thin layer of lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror. The makeup couldn’t hide the thin, paleness of her skin or the tiredness in her eyes but it would have to do. She was awfully tired already and the party had yet to start. Perhaps a small nap before everyoneContinue reading “Party Time”
The Murder Awaits
The man startled at the sudden sound of the screeching crow outside his window. He had been sitting at his table, writing in longhand as his predecessors had done but tonight his writing was fevered. On his shelves, the predictions of his lineage were contained in centuries of journals. Some were proved, others had notContinue reading “The Murder Awaits”
Waiting
The man paced the hospital corridor outside the waiting area, straining his eyes down the long hallway towards the door to the OR. Through the waiting room doorway, as he passed, he could see his wife sobbing quietly, a box of tissues on her lap. He took a few steps toward her but was distractedContinue reading “Waiting”
The Worst Part
She thought the worst part was the rape itself but then there was having to tell the doctors and nurses, then the police and the DA and… Pretty much fucking everybody. How many times did she have to describe her torn vagina or how it felt to be anally penetrated? How many people needed toContinue reading “The Worst Part”
Cover Art
Maria stood shocked in the aisle of the bookstore staring at the familiar picture on the cover. How could she possibly be seeing the face she had hoped to see for so long here, on the cover of this obscure book from the returns bin? It couldn’t be… but somehow was… unmistakably, Ebony. Continue reading “Cover Art”
Writers Room
“Ok, writers! Today we’re flushing out character arcs for Season 3. Who’s got an idea for Zaina? Stacy. Go!” “I think she should go really dark and we can trace her progression from light to dark to redemption.” “Huh. Ok. Jim. Go!” “Well, What if Zaina suffers a tragedy and gets really depressed and angryContinue reading “Writers Room”
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