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Where She Would've Stood. Runner-Up in The Shape of the Thing Challenge.
The wedding wasn’t held at a church, or a beach, or a plantation; it was held in their backyard, where so many memories lay. Barbecues. Cook-outs. Birthday parties. Graduation parties. Gender reveals. Baby showers. A funeral’s aftermath.
By Luna Jordan7 months ago in Fiction
"Out Foxed" by Donna Fox. Content Warning.
Introduction The mighty Donna herself wished for my amazing eyes to gaze upon her work of art, so the great LJ has done so, and felt like making a “dramatic” introduction to capture the attention of fellow readers (and writers)!
By Luna Jordan7 months ago in BookClub
The Cliffside Reunion. Honorable Mention in Everything Looks Better From Far Away Challenge.
It looks perfect from here. The ocean is still. The cliffs stretch endlessly to the north and south, made romantic by the golden light of late afternoon. A hawk turns in the air. Waves whisper below, like they know how this will end.
By Luna Jordan7 months ago in Fiction
Night of the Consumers. Top Story - July 2025.
The new employee stepped through the automatic doors of the Supermarket, ready to begin their first day. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead. The smell of cleaning supplies and out-dated food slapped them in the face. Various shelves lacked product. Odd stains littered the walls and tiled floor.
By Luna Jordan8 months ago in Fiction
When the Water Didn't Come. Runner-Up in The Summer That Wasn’t Challenge.
They’d spent all of May waiting for the lake to rise. By June, it became clear that it wasn’t going to. Every year, for as long as she could remember, it would flood like clockwork. Not literally, of course, just in the sense that it would become fuller. The boats would come out, the fishing poles would emerge from garages, and the kids would start daring each other to jump off the dock.
By Luna Jordan8 months ago in Fiction
The Room for Eliza. Runner-Up in You Were Never Really Here Challenge. Top Story - July 2025. Content Warning.
At the end of the hall, there’s a room we don’t talk about. Mother calls it the “Sewing Room”. She says it in the same tone she uses when talking about frozen casseroles or tax deadlines; blunt, flat, leaving no room for a second opinion. The “Sewing Room” hasn’t seen a spool of thread in, at least, thirteen years; a blatant lie, so we don’t talk about it long.
By Luna Jordan8 months ago in Fiction
