Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Susan Liddle and was part of our 2018 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Leaf huddled in the tree-shelter, shivering and exhausted in the cool morning light of October. She needed rest and food, and she ached to get back to her babies. She tamped…
The pedestrian walkway under Rideau Street smelled of weed, beer and urine. Shannon hesitated, then walked on with brisk steps.
This route would get her to the bus stop a good fifteen minutes faster than the crosswalk. Nerves spurred her on. Let’s go, let’s get this done. Her heart sang her hope. Hurry, hurry, hurry and see the grandbabies!
She knew this place. She’d been here often, sleeping off a bender in a dank corner, invisible. She’d hated the people who walked by, unaware.
This story is by Susan Liddle and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Thunk went the phone. Less than six days to declutter and clean the entire house. To prove to my mother that I was a grown-up providing a tidy, healthy home for…
This story is by Susan Liddle and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Thunk went the phone. Less than six days to declutter and clean the entire house. To prove to my mother that I was a grown-up providing a tidy, healthy home for…
This story is by Susan Liddle and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Welcome to the three-week seminar, How to Fall Out of Unrequited Love. Have an apple? Cookie? Water? Suit yourself. Thanks to you both for coming, and for your donations which will…
This story is by Susan Liddle and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. It first happened on the bus one morning, on my way to work. I caught a glimpse of something large and spider-leggy out of the corner of my eye and…
