Grandpa Al ~ Short Fiction

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Grandpa Al radioed coordinates during the Korean War.

He was quiet, loved his Yankees, and sipped O’Doul’s in the summertime.

He had a fake leg and owned a ukulele, too –

A sweet, beautiful instrument boxed up in his basement.

I can see him now.

He’s smiling. Sipping. Strumming and plucking.

“Grandpa Al” was originally published in Fifty Word Stories. Click here to see the original publication.

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The Woeful Farmer ~ Short Fiction

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When the lightning danced across the sky and the deep thrum of thunder carried out across the plains for the fifth night in a row, he knew the end had come.

Torrents of rain and softball-sized hail pounded all around him, devastating his crops, ripping through them like swinging scythes.

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Purgatory ~ Short Fiction

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Purgatory was different for everyone.

When John entered, he was thrust back into his old world, forced to live out his new life firmly rooted in the ground.

See — John became a tree.

As he aged, he understood tranquility. He became home to animals and insects alike.

He still stands.

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Inhaling Her ~ Short Fiction

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Blaise watched his wife from the cabana. She was ankle-deep in the Caribbean, collecting seashells – a perfect memory.

When he gulped the thin mountain air, trapped in an icy crevasse, he inhaled her. Hypothermic, somewhere above Camp 4, he’d surely die. But the summer breeze would take him home.

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Micro 2 Go Updates

I hope everyone is doing well and staying healthy.

I wanted to give a quick update regarding my Substack newsletter, Micro 2 Go. Several changes have been made – all good things!

Roughly a month ago I started to create daily writing prompts, and I named this section of the newsletter Prompts 2 Go. These prompts are sent out via email to all subscribers every morning at 7:00 AM (EST). The intended audience is for any writer, at any stage, who is looking for “story starters” or daily writing exercises. My newsletter could also be suitable for English teachers or creative writing instructors – or students!

In addition to the daily prompts, I’m sending out short fiction (or microfiction) twice a week. These stories are sent out at 8:00 AM every Monday and Friday.

If you are interested in checking out Micro 2 Go or signing up, please click here.

Thanks so much for considering. I hope your writing ventures are going well!

All the best,

Justin