Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Sandy Richards and was part of our 2018 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. How does an Army Ranger sniper from Baton Rouge, Louisiana end up in a destitute, isolated town like Nonsense, New Mexico? Hell, if I know. Every morning, I question my situation…
This story is by Sandy Richards and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Last night’s torrential downpour setup a perfect post-storm morning. I captured, on canvas, a multi-hued sunrise to add to my watercolor collection. Working on an oil rig in the middle of…
This story is by Sandy Richards and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “Wake up, baby boy,” she whispers as her index finger traces my stubbled jawline. Three gentle taps on my sleep swollen lips are her cue for a good morning kiss. Twenty-eight…
This story is by Sandy Richards and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. What’s that nasty smell? Pine, swirled with damp, feces infused soil and decaying leaves, overload my senses. A hint of urine accents the smell of my sour sweat. Fetid air…
