Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Stella looked over her shoulder one last time. She couldn’t afford for anyone to see her run into the woods tonight—they all thought she was crazy as it was. If they…
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Stella looked over her shoulder one last time. She couldn’t afford for anyone to see her run into the woods tonight—they all thought she was crazy as it was. If they…
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. A feast of was being held for the whole court. Anyone who was anything was there, eating and drinking their fill of the king’s delicacies served by their servants. Food and…
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. A man in a tan coat entered through the well-worn door into the old bar. The smoke stung his eyes as he squinted through the haze, his stomach turning from…
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. Her pen scratched on paper. Laura looked up for a moment with a stressed forehead, then returned to her open notebook. She had half a sentence written, but she was…
This story is by S.J. Siedenburg and was part of our 2016 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the Winter Writing Contest stories here. The buzz of Coast-Port City is invigorating. People swarming the streets, cars honking with anger, and the smell of cigarette smoke. The best part of Coast-Port City is the coast…
