- Daniel Swensen | @surlymuse
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Kathy Griffith
- Daelyn Morgana
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham
- Mark Morris
- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
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- Isabel Buell
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- Barbe Crabtree | @ComeOnPeopl
Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
Sarah says: As a former drug counselor this story I can relate too. I always sent them to assist animal shelters. To find something they can take care of and give them meaning in life besides their addiction. This story I thought was simple and well told on an addicts perspective. Plus, it had cats in it, so it hit my heart and I enjoyed it.
Cate Derham | @Cate_Derham
Sarah says: I like to read witch stories and this one was simple. I liked how she started the story with the prompt line and continued on. Now I'm wondering if Jake is going to betray her love.
Sarah says: Love her name and her vigilante dressed in red leather. It's right out of a comic and makes my nerd self very happy. I love comics and this story would make an awesome comic. This story beats X-Men.
Sarah says: Her story reminded me of the Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. It was something that was unexpected and very similar to his work. He happens to be one of my favorite dark writers.
He felt a little chill, and he burrowed under the covers to get warm again without waking up his girlfriend and having yet another argument. He glanced over at the window to make sure it was closed--
--and saw a fine mist creeping through one of the small gaps. He froze, spellbound as the mist settled into the figure of a young man with an auburn haired glow and softly defined muscles. He stared at Evan with an inquiring look.
“Well, aren’t you going to ask?” the figure said.
Evan shook his head. Some dream.
“You’re Marcie’s ex, but we went to your funeral today, I saw you in your coffin. I have her now, buddy. It’s too late for you.”
He watched the figure shake its head.
“No, man, you’re wrong. She’s comin’ with me.” The figure held out his hand, and Evan was shocked to see Marcie rise up, smiling as their fingers intertwined.
“Bye, Evan,” she whispered.
Both figures faded off, and Evan scrubbed his hands over his face as he looked over at the sleeping figure of his wife.
He felt a sudden urge to wake her up, so he reached over and pulled down the covers, but as he put his hand on her face and felt her cold skin, saw the open bottle, he knew.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, broken. “I’m so sorry I let you have too many.”
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