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This is my first short story for Anne Cohen’s website. 🙂 It is a little different than the rest of my fiction. The post The Visit appeared first on New Crunchy Mom.

“The Story Is All Muddle” by Alexander M Zoltai ~~~~~~~~~ I must speak or history will be wrong… ~~~ She didn’t let me explain… She wouldn’t have believed me anyway… Why did they do it? Why make it impossible...

There were two houses standing next to each other. In one of them resided a very unhappy family. The spouses yelled at each other, they fought and quarreled all the time. The other was a place of happiness and calm.During one of the fights a wife ask...

“And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world itself could not contain the books that should be written. Amen” (Acts 17:6-7). Have you ever heard the e...

“And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world itself could not contain the books that should be written. Amen” (Acts 17:6-7). Have you ever heard the e...

This would normally be a re-blog day; but, Aerogramme Writers’ Studio published A Guide to Short Story Contests in 2017. Since some of the contests have deadlines in January, I thought it needed published here today :-) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...

Trial by Water by Alexander M Zoltai ~~~~~~~~~ I woke up to a loud crack. There was ceiling paint and plaster fracturing—then the multiple thuds. I couldn’t believe my eyes—paint and plaster on the carpet with gallons of water! It w...

[ A story by Amrita Brahmo ]Long ago, and far away, there was a land blessed with a strange and magical power. No one quite knew how, but any child born in that realm was gifted with the ability to live up to his or her name. Now you might think this...

Who Is The Victim? by Alexander M Zoltai ~~~~~~~~~ The moon was dirty dancing with the clouds. James Whitlock was cruising the main drag looking for a victim. He was mad—had been since Thursday—mad enough now to punish someone. Everybody...

Life, birth, death are the constituent questions of philosophy. The complexity of these subjects is overwhelming and hence the explanations seldom have continuity. I came across this anecdote about a Zen master (a Japanese school of Mahayana Bud...

The key jams in the lock, not wanting to go in. The realtor looks at him nervously and smiles. “It’ll go in.  The key works.”  His grimace gives face to the lie.  He isn’t so sure it will work. He … Continue reading →...

The Man with the Sensitive Nose by Alexander M Zoltai Dedicated to Ron Jenkins ~~~~~~~~~ It was incredibly inconvenient—washing a body in space… Lots of people just avoided it and stank. Most folks learned to live with the olfactory offen...

ResponseAbility by Alexander M Zoltai Dedicated to Sunandita ~~~~~~~~~ She couldn’t wait for her birthday to arrive. Six weeks till she’d turn fifteen. So much to do to get ready… Her friends had trouble understanding her seriousness ab...

A Fresh Start (Part Two)   Jackie woke up the next morning with a hangover to beat all hangovers. What the hell had just happened? That. That had just happened. The note. She kept reading it over and over in her head. I won’t be home tonight.

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Do you believe in the Law of Attraction?Laura does and she knows that you can get whatever you wish for in life.Read the short Story- Laura Attraction.

Meet Soul Hunter Roman SandsNo Souls Are Lost- They Are Imprisoned ForeverRoman Sands is a Soul Hunter. In the future of human civilization, men and women will not lose their souls to the Grim Reaper on Earth.One man had a desire to live forever, so...

Sometimes actors can get a little too caught up in their roles. That can be especially true if you're filming in a haunted house. Check out "The Invitation" at They're Only Shadows.

A Fresh Start (Part One)   Jackie Miller lay back in the bathtub and closed her eyes. She could feel the stress of the day slowly evaporating down from her shoulders to her toes. She loved her evening baths. The scent of lavender swept over her.

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