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new story every monday and friday pages stories (home) genres best of fotw resources submissions about more charlie fish monday, july 2, 2018 crossing over by brooke fieldhouse a childless couple travel to geneva and visit an old widower friend, who lets them in on a spooky local mystery; by brooke fieldhouse. i always suspected that i would lose him. 'any drinks?' the words are in harmony with the smile, orchestrated with sparkling eyes, and in perfect pitch with the livery of swissair . the stewardess's lips look engagingly red, and for the first time i feel envy, of her and of all her kind. 'g and t for me!' simon's voice has never sounded so loud. heads in front swivel to investigate. '...aren't you hav ing one shivvy love?' he spits the first syllable of the verb, like a child in a fit of petulance. 'i'm not thirsty.' 'what's thirst got to do with it?' he's right, what has thirst got to do with it? read more » 5 comments: email this blogthis! share to twitter share to facebook share to pinterest labels: brooke fieldhouse , creepy stories , medium length stories posted by charlie fish at 8:00 am reactions: friday, june 29, 2018 stones from the sky by steve gergley ally and molly are "beefwatching" in a thunderbird convertible when the sky starts raining extraterrestrial stones; by steve gergley. it was the day before my high school graduation when the nuggets started raining down from the sky. it was a nice day. not too hot or gross. sunny. clear blue sky, a few wispy strings of clouds like ripped cotton balls hovering somewhere really high above our heads. me and molly were cruising around in her mom's thunderbird convertible, enjoying the nice day, the heat, the sun, the freedom. that tingling giddy feeling of being surrounded by infinity on every side, whether it was the curves and twists of the never-ending road, or the inexhaustible reservoir of time we had at our disposal to live our lives exactly the way we wanted. and all that time and space was exciting, totally, but it was kind of scary too. at least for me. i still had no idea what i wanted to do with the rest of my life after graduation. but i tried not to think about that too much because on this day, we were doing one of my favorite things in the world. we were beefwatching. beefwatching is kind of like birdwatching only way more fun. because instead of staring up at the sky like a dummy and straining your neck to stare at birds for some reason, a beefwatcher cruises around in a comfy car and looks for hot guys. and just like with birdwatching, there are all different species of beef to be spotted. you've got your sweat-glazed runner clomping along the side of the road, you've got your tanned groundskeeper grunting in the dirt, and, if you're real lucky, you might even spot a flock of bored jocks playing shirts versus skins football on a front lawn. read more » 4 comments: email this blogthis! share to twitter share to facebook share to pinterest labels: funny stories , futuristic stories , medium length stories , steve gergley posted by charlie fish at 8:00 am reactions: monday, june 25, 2018 on mental health by robert levin marcus, living in the shadow of guilt and self-loathing, sees a series of unconventional psychotherapists; by robert levin. if i ever see a shrink again it'll have to be under a court order. no, this has nothing to do with what happened with frieda. not, of course, that what happened with her wasn't at the time disappointing. fiftyish, on the boards of major psychiatric associations and married to a man who was also a prominent doctor, frieda had been working with me for three years on my guilt and shame problem. although i wasn't making much progress in that area - i remained as afflicted by self-deprecation and most of the maladjustments that attached to it as ever - i had, with her assistance, finally stopped trying to go down on myself. and for helping to rid me of this hazardous compulsion - it had already resulted in a couple of blown-out discs in my lower back and several hospitalizations - i'd come to have a large admiration for her skills, large enough to send a live-in girlfriend to her for counseling. while i was partial to poor hygiene and self-destructiveness in a woman, i did have my limits. this girlfriend's habit of picking her nose and then eating it, for example, had long caused my proudest erections to scramble into my bladder somewhere. what's more, the drug overdoses had evolved into too regular a thing. routinely called at work by neighbors who'd discovered her face down on the apartment house stairs, and rushing home to flashing lights and frenzied paramedics cutting through clusters of onlookers with a gurney, was increasingly vexing. read more » 2 comments: email this blogthis! share to twitter share to facebook share to pinterest labels: funny stories , robert levin , short stories posted by charlie fish at 8:00 am reactions: friday, june 22, 2018 the miles between by bruce costello a failed student is ready to give up hope - will a down-to-earth maori trucker be able to talk sense into him? by bruce costello. "where're you heading, mate?" the driver of the kenworth yelled down to the hitchhiker. "dumtin bay." "hop in!" the young man climbed aboard. the driver, a broad-shouldered woman with a tattooed face, shook his hand. "kia ora. i'm oriwa waihape." "mathew o'malley. awesome of you to stop." "someone to talk to. fall asleep, otherwise. just joking!" the curved dashboard displayed a multitude of dials, screens and knobs. furry mascots clung to the steering column and from the rear vision mirror dangled two teddy bears. the truck rode smooth as a cloud. oriwa's fingers danced over the 18 speed gear shifter, and the kenworth surged ahead to soar effortlessly past a campervan. read more » 3 comments: email this blogthis! share to twitter share to facebook share to pinterest labels: bruce costello , real life stories , short stories posted by charlie fish at 8:00 am reactions: monday, june 18, 2018 a poor irish bloke by phil temples a bostonian barkeep welcomes illegal aliens, and his policy of tolerance encourages a very unusual visitor; by phil temples. "want another?" jimmy, a heavy-set irishman, belches loudly, then smiles at me and nods in the affirmative. this is his fourth black and tan this afternoon. i make a mental note to keep an eye on jimmy after this one to make sure he isn't going to get too wasted in my bar. the abc was sniffin' here in mahoney's last week, a respectable irish bar in the fields corner section of dorchester. all of my permits are in order and i keep things clean and safe. i don't want no trouble from them over an intoxicated patron. ice? well, that's different kettle of fish. immigrations and customs can go fook themselves for all i care. a few minutes later another one of my regulars, pedro, saunters into the bar. the good-natured journeyman from guatemala is a skilled roofer and carpenter. "¿qué pasó?" i greet him. "no mucho," pedro replies. "can you cash this for me?" pedro hands me a third-party check he's been given for payment for a recent roofing job. pedro - along with other patrons of the bar - are in the us illegally. consequently, they don't have bank accounts. read more » 5 comments: email this blogthis! share to twitter share to facebook share to pinterest labels: funny stories , futuristic stories , phil temples , short stories posted by charlie fish at 8:00 am reactions: friday, june 15, 2018 sometimes if you're lucky by sharon frame gay susan tells her story of surviving polio in sharon frame gay's flash fiction. sometimes if you're lucky and everything falls into place, magic happens. for me, it is the nights when the stars are so bright they shimmer through the windows. if i am placed just so, i see them echoed in the mirror above my eyes. how hopeful they look, like flinty chips piercing the night sky, dancing so far away, such endless possibilities. i peer up into the silvery length o

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