Stories To Share

As writers, we want to know our stories are being read and enjoyed by others. We love to see a comment or even a “like.”

For me, short stories are an excellent way to unwind and learn about the craft.  When I come across one I find particularly engaging, I like to share it – pay it forward. 

Here are some of the most recent stories I’d like to share with you -enjoy.  If you like them as much as I did – pass them on and be sure to reach out to the author.

  1. WOW Winter 2016 Runner-up: The Shower by Catherine Fitton
  2. Norwegian American Magazine – Lily of the Valley by Jessica Laine-Mork
  3. The Writers Newsletter – Dying to Meet You by Jane Risdon
  4. Every Day FictionBlack Friday by Lucy Mihajlich

I’d love to hear your comments. Talk to me. Tell me your story and look for me on Facebook at SheilaMGood,  PinterestBloglovinTwitter@sheilamgood, Contently, and Instagram. You can follow my reviews on Amazon and Goodreads.

 

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Looks Like a Princess to Me

This was a draft from an old prompt. Don’t remember why I didn’t get around to posting this, but here it is. Enjoy.

Panicked, the man ran from rack to rack.
“Can I help you, Sir?” The clerk asked.
“I only looked away for a minute.”
“You’ve lost something?”
The man frantically wiped aside clothes on the nearby racks, looking underneath one. “Jackson!”
The clerk’s hands fluttered against her chest. “Oh my; shall I call security?”
“Jackson, I swear to God, when I get my hands on you.”
“I’m sure he’s close by, but threatening him won’t make him come out of hiding,” the clerk said, in a strained, high voice.
“Him?”
A look of confusion crossed the clerk’s face. “You said, Jackson. Aren’t we looking for a boy?”
The man rolled his eyes. “It’s a gender neutral name,” he said, moving to the next rack. “Haven’t you heard the latest, gender terms are offensive.”
“Offensive?” The clerk moved with him, scanning the area for a wandering child. “To whom?”
“Not to me,” he said, stopping abruptly, “It’s a family name.” A smile spread across his face. The clerk followed his gaze.
The child stood on the dressing stage in front of a large mirror. Tiny hands clutched her frilly pink dress, and dark brown curls bounced with each twirl.images
“She looks like a princess to me; all girl,” he said.

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