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Short Story Saturday: Dream Girl

Posted on September 7, 2019December 3, 2023 by jkirst

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Dream Girl. Please enjoy. I am currently listed at #16 on feedspot’s Top 20 Short Story Blog page. Please check it out. Also, if you haven’t already checked out my FAQ on my upcoming book, Magic Once Removed, please check that out as well. Thanks again!

“I dreamt of her again,” Mark said.

“Jesus, really?” Stan replied.

Mark proceeded to tell his best friend about his latest dream. It once again featured a young petite Asian woman with auburn eyes and thick jet-black hair wrapped into a ponytail. He was also sure to add her thick black-rimmed glasses every time he mentioned her. He was really into that for some reason. Then he, as always, proceeded to describe in vivid detail how he’d kiss those thick pink lips before the two of them went much further. Dirk always stopped him before he could say more.

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Short Story Saturday: Red Roses and Russian Roulette

Posted on June 29, 2019December 3, 2023 by jkirst

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Red Roses and Russian Roulette. Please enjoy.

She found herself trapped in a room devoid of any portal to the outside world. Each of the featureless walls loomed above into darkness and felt somehow as if they were closing in. A distinct odor wafted through the air. The smell of roses. It reminded her of melancholy and despair. Her eyes darted in all directions but was having trouble seeing. No illumination was offered save for the lone light bulb hanging dead center in the room. It swung on its own as if it were swaying in the wind despite there being no breeze. Eventually, though difficult to see, she saw the table lying in the middle of the room being flanked on opposite sides by two wooden chairs. Someone was sitting in one of them.

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Short Story Saturday: Please Call Me Daddy

Posted on April 13, 2019December 3, 2023 by jkirst

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Please Call Me Daddy. Please enjoy.

“Looking for a good time?” He wasn’t really. All he wanted to do was rest his head for the night. When he booked the hotel room online, he knew he wasn’t making reservations at a four-star resort. The myriad of reviews that gave it one star made that quite clear. However, he still didn’t expect to hear those clichéd words or encounter someone like her during his vacation. This certainly wasn’t part of the brochure, the man thought to himself. He supposed it was one of the unadvertised surprise perks.

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Short Story Saturday: The Fly Ball That Didn’t Come Back Down

Posted on March 9, 2019December 3, 2023 by jkirst

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Fly Ball That Didn’t Come Back Down. Please enjoy.

An amazing thing happened on August 24, 2019. A fly ball was hit into the air and didn’t fall back down.

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Short Story Saturday: An Anonymous Letter

Posted on February 23, 2019December 3, 2023 by jkirst

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled An Anonymous Letter. Inspired loosely by https://www.writersdigest.com/prompts/the-hate-note. Please enjoy.

“I think you’ll like what’s inside,” the auburn-haired man said as he handed a beaten envelope to a crossed-armed and glowering man. Both were standing in front of the latter’s fancy two-story abode. “Been sittin’ in my pocket since this mornin’. That’s why it’s all messed up and stuff. Meant ta give it to ya earlier but I forgot. Sorry about that Corny.”

“It’s Cornelius,” the clean-shaven blond man replied as he removed one arm from his chest to take the envelope from his neighbor’s hand, “I await its contents with breathless anticipation, Timothy.”

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