Tag: 100 words

  • The Four Girls | One-Hundred-Word Story

    The Four Girls | One-Hundred-Word Story

    A simple post-fishing ritual between an old man and four neighborhood cats outlives the boat itself.

  • Two Halves | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Two Halves | One-Hundred-Word Story

    The neighbors looked forward to seeing Diego every morning, walking his Great Pyrenees. Four blocks down and four back, like clockwork. When the retired Army 1st Sergeant died, the community grieved for both Anna, his widow, and for Max, who had lost his walking buddy. Yet, one morning, the most amazing thing happened. A long-time…

  • Local Pickup Only | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Local Pickup Only | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Note: This is the fourth and final installment of Tom’s time-travel saga. Read the complete series here:Part One: As IsPart Two: User ErrorPart Three: Warm Reception The clock is ticking for Tom, who arrived by mistake in 2026 BC at an Armenian sheep pasture. He can see torches in the distance, coming from a village.…

  • User Error | One-Hundred-Word Story

    User Error | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Note: This is the 100-word sequel to yesterday’s 50-word dribble, As Is. Day seven. Tom simply cannot spend another twenty-four hours in the maddening time loop. Scrounging, he discovers a book under the passenger seat of the DeLorean: Time Travel For Dummies. As the castaway scans the table of contents, his eyes widen: “What to…

  • Cedar Surprise | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Cedar Surprise | One-Hundred-Word Story

    From inside the house I heard it, a high-pitched whistle, “Tssee.” It was soft, almost electrical, and coming from the western redcedar out front. I looked out the window and saw the tall tree filled with birds. But what kind? Walking out slowly under the needle-covered canopy, I looked up. It was dozens of Cedar…

  • Honey in the Cracks | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Honey in the Cracks | One-Hundred-Word Story

    She survived on the streets of the big city: drinking out of puddles, eating handouts, and sleeping wherever she safely could. There were so many more, darting nervously through back alleys, avoiding the authorities. But something was different about this wee girl; the cruelty of a world she didn’t choose never crushed her sweet, sweet…