Fiction 2010 Short Story Contest: Deadline Extended
Announcement: The Deadline for the 2010 Fiction Contest has been extended until December 15, 2010. Contest Type: Fiction Short Stories (500-3000 words) Prizes: $50 first place prize and publication; First, Second and Third place winners all receive a free Critique by the Editors of Literary Magic. Entry Fee: $5 per story. Deadline: December 15, 2010 Are you an aspiring novelist? Do you have a story to tell but can't break into publishing markets? Then enter the Literary Magic Writing Competition. Write. Get paid. Get critiqued. And get published. Announcing Literary Magic's first ever cash-prize contest. Enter our writing competition for the chance to win $50--and to have your story featured on the LiteraryMagic.com Home ...
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August 16, 2010The Companion
The Companion by Karen S. Bell The white jagged mountain sparkled beneath a rare, cloudless cobalt-blue sky and seemed near enough to touch. It was the Great One, Denali, called so by the Athabaskan Indians but known as McKinley to the white man. It was a mountain that men came to conquer and a mountain that conquered men. But some men clung like metal to its magnetic beauty and just stayed close. Such a man was Jack Raines, a WWII Navy fighter pilot turned bush pilot who had soared over the Alaskan terrain until age began to fog his vision and slow down his reaction time. Now ...
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January 21, 2010A Story of Bee
A Story of Bee By Robert Cleversy Her name was Beetrice, Beetrice Rose Macintosh. First, before you correct me, her name is spelled Beetrice but is pronounced Beatrice. Her mother liked bees and decided to name her that way. Beetrice will be the first to tell you that her mother was a loon. That’s the second thing I need to tell you, Beetrice can be pretty assertive when it comes to speaking her mind. I first met Bee in the summer of 2006. I was having a tough year. My wife left me after six years of marriage. One day I ...
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January 21, 2010Bubbles
BUBBLES A short story of 1,499 words by Heidi Hirner BYLINE: Bubbles - a cheerful blonde secretary - figures out a way to cheer up her Stock-broker boss who is super-grumpy due to the Economic Recession. In spite of the fact that she was seated in front of a Work computer, Bubbles Buzansky often spent her time attending to non-work related emails, the kind of personal emails that the company - in its procedures and policies document - officially frowned upon. Bubbles did feel a minor amount of guilt about these transgressions, and would occasionally furtively scan the office, ...
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January 21, 2010Cuckoo in the Nest
Cuckoo in the Nest By Terry Voyle The black painted longships with the Dragons prow, sliced menacingly through the choppy waters of Cardigan Bay, their sails full with the onshore wind. The six longships entered the mouth of the river Towy, the ...
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January 21, 2010The Love of My Life
The Love of My Life By FR Jameson In life she only came to me once, in death she visits every single night. She touches me, holds me, kisses me – and I dread every second of it. ...
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January 21, 2010Serious Addicts Only
Serious Addicts Only By Timothy A. Boling "Hi, I'm Nick and I'm an addict." "Welcome, Nick!" the group said in unison. I took a deep breath and began. "This's my first time attending Narcotics Anonymous, and I'm not real sure what to say." I looked around the table. There were twelve of us, myself and my wife Laurie included. Each person at the table took turns talking about how drugs took control of their lives, and how they recovered from hitting rock-bottom. Now it was my turn. "I've been clean ...
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January 21, 2010The Dinner Party
The Dinner Party By Joan Kaplan Tonight’s gathering would be the ninth in a series of twelve Saturday night dinner parties spanning the three-month holiday summer season. Invitations to these dinners, which began promptly at seven-thirty and concluded just as promptly at ten-thirty, were treasured, envied, guarded jealously. Women orchestrated clever but transparent opportunities to ingratiate themselves with the host or hostess in an effort to qualify as potential guests. Men feigned indifference, but worried that important business deals could be born, nurtured or consummated in their absence. Receiving the rare raised-gilt-edged note card with the invented family crest requesting their presence ...
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January 21, 2010Pirate Coast: Dead Or Alive? How About Both.
By Heidi Hirner With the kind of money the company pays, they can pick and choose their delivery men. And they picked me because I'm the best captain they know of - there isn't anyone able to match my skills in navigation, and you'd need skills of my order to safely navigate these routes less traveled. And the other reason is because I'm so fast. The fastest. That's why they've given me that strange nickname. They know I can get this ship and my crew to fly. PIRATE COAST ...
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November 11, 2009In Space, No One Can Hear You Scream. The Alpha-Roera Incident
By Terry Voyle “Peeeeeeep,” the intercom in my compartment shrilled. I shook the sleep from my mind and pressed the connect button. “Chief,” it was my control operator Jervis. “What?” I answered, testily. “May-day, from Alpha-Reora 2”, he shouts excitedly. “It’s the distress beacon. “Be right there”, I reply. I dress rather hurriedly. This is the first May-day we’ve had, no-one puts out a beacon unless things are desperate. There’s a code of levels of emergency, ...
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