We challenged writers to create new stories of up to 1,000 words based on the artwork of Edward Hopper. We were amazed by the submissions we received and are ecstatic to now present the shortlist! People in the Sun Beginning House on Heslop Hill The Bridle [Bridal]...
We're finally back and so excited to announce the three winners of the Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize, judged by Melissa Llanes Brownlee! First Place: The Changeling Girl by Sarah Nell Second Place: Dolly Builds her Brother out of Butter in the Room her Mother...
The light that glowed through Lisa’s bedroom window was a radiant thing. So radiant, in fact, that Lisa’s mother disappeared within it. There was no sound, no physical indication that her mother was taken. Lisa simply recalls her mother there, and then not there....
Lotte sits on the edge of the bed in an ivory vest and pants, made from the same silk as her wedding dress. Her auburn hair is still pinned. It took almost half an hour to get right this morning and maybe she rolled it too tight because she’s had a headache all day...
The woman waters the plants in her garden before she leaves for her morning walk. The man sits at his easel, painting, before he leaves for his morning walk. Once outside, both glance at their watches and quicken their pace to avoid being late. When they arrive at...
We are finally back to present our long-awaited micro prize winners, picked by Steve Almond! Huge congratulations to our winners and thank you to everyone who participated! First Place: No Voltage on a Quiet Road by Maxwell Orsen Second Place: Burial at Sea by Eileen...
The 90-year-old producer had a hole in his heart. A shaky, unpatchable hole. He wanted me to fill it with kisses, candy, and jokes. I handed him a travel-sized Mars bar that I got on the plane. "Only a monkey," he said, "would offer this old sack of bones a gift from...
It was like she’d gotten sober all over again; everything started to make sense after Daniel’s arrest. Like the occasional odd scent on his clothes that she’d always assumed was because of his commute, emerging from the train...
I hold on so tightly I lose my grip. The hubcap clatters to the floor like a platter thrown during a lovers’ spat. “Go to hell!” I yell, then, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.” I pull on a pair of gray sweats and a dirty white T-shirt. Four red lines bleed through the...
The setting sun made a fire deep in the amber of its eye, unblinking and somehow changed. Blood shone like tree sap inside a dark nostril. The body lay on its side. The older of the two boys grabbed one leg and the younger the other, and with heels digging and...
Back from our journeys yet again to present the shortlist, which will be judged by Melissa Llanes Brownlee! We're so excited to see who the three prize winners will be! Congrats to all our finalists, and thank you to everyone who submitted! Wooden Wolf The Changeling...
When we were just teenagers, this friend of mine bought a suit of armor. To get it, he worked an extra job and saved every penny. And he could talk of nothing else. Before I ever saw it, I knew how thick the plating would be, how the various pieces would connect and...