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By Fault Not Of My Own

Fallen Engel·November 8, 2021

By Fault Not Of My Own written by: Fallen Engel @BlackEngel3 Heinous crime while lies spew from...

Poetry English

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The Joys of Grandchildren

Bridie Murphy·May 26, 2021

The Joys of Grandchildren written by: Bridie Murphy @swotpot1 “Nana, Nana, Come out quickly There’s something you...

English Poetry

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Grandmothers’ Dance

Dennis Maulsby·April 18, 2021

Grandmothers’ Dance written by: Dennis Maulsby Standing in a circle, they discuss the errors their children are...

English Poetry

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Love Through The Pane

Bridie Murphy·February 25, 2021

Love Through The Pane written by: Bridie Murphy @swotpot1 She paces down her driveway Today’s the twentieth...

Poetry English

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The Day After Christmas

Jim Bartlett·December 26, 2020

The Day After Christmas written by: Jim Bartlett Stan hobbles through the back door and across the...

After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

Features

The Morning Star

The Light We Keep

The Great Christmas Caper

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Dmitriy Belyanin

Spotlight On Writers – Miroslava Panayotova

Interview Q&A With Jim Bartlett

The White Robe of Noelle

The Light We Keep

St. Nicholas Goes to His Eternal Reward

No Hanukkah…No Christmas

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Moons, Spoons and Muffin Mans

Aidan

Hope

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By Fault Not Of My Own

The Joys of Grandchildren

Grandmothers’ Dance

Love Through The Pane

The Day After Christmas

Ghost of a Christmas Past

Cieder Muld and the Boy

This is Our Christmas

The Spy Hiding in the Bougainvillea

The Great Christmas Caper

The Post of Christmas Past

The Morning Star

The Christmas Intervention

Bag of Switches

Elf on the Very Wrong Shelf

Another Christmas Eve in Christmastown

Spotlight On Writers – Dmitriy Belyanin