The walk through the coastal forest had taken longer than any of them expected, but there it was, just as Jason had said it would be. The ancient mansion stood in an overgrown clearing surrounded by the dense, dark woods. Continue reading Widow’s Watch by James H Duncan
I was damp and tired when he finally showed up – August rain in the Dales is anything but fresh. Continue reading The Children by Emily Harrison
Christmas used to be Annie’s favorite holiday. This year she dreaded it. She tried to muster up even a tiny bit of enthusiasm, but it just wasn’t the same. Nothing had been the same since her best friend died last spring in a car accident. Continue reading Beth’s Christmas Wish by Kimberly Wolkens
The lonely girls eats a cookie alone. Crumbs matter not at all for no one shall punish her. There is no priest here and certainly no sanctuary for playing in. He left to be an engineer of hierarchies. Continue reading Not your type of alone by Elisabeth Horan
Lottie laughed at his joke and he was startled. He had thought often about this strange girl and how he might get her attention. His moment of surprised pleasure was short lived as he watched her laughter turn hysterical and then to tears of pure grief. Continue reading What in God’s Name? by Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon
She woke up one morning and found the coccolith nestled in the palm of her left hand like a secret. When she tried to pick it off, it settled, winking mischievously. Continue reading Girl Who Spiralled by Amanda Oosthuizen
Welcome to our Halloween 2018 special at Lonesome October Lit. Continue reading Lonesome October Lit: Halloween 2018
Some places are all history.
I grew up in what some would call a dying town. I don’t think that was an especially apt descriptor – “dying” implies an end is near. My town wasn’t approaching any inevitable end-point – it was just stuck in time. A place with a deep past, but no future. Continue reading Ghost Towns by Madison McSweeney
Loretta sat on her loft bed, scribbling lists of alliterations for her name in her journal.
Loony Loretta Continue reading I Can Fix That by Samantha Curreli
The first time it had happened, and he’d really seen her, he’d been trawling the pools, tracing his knuckles over crusted rocks, trailing his fingers in the water. Continue reading Deep Marks by Ali Jones