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“Thought you said you weren’t coming back,” said a reader scratching their head, rolling leery eyes. “Uh… right. Forgot about that. Thoughts keep popping in my head. Stories clamoring to be told.” The

Image source Set ninety-seven years after a nuclear war has destroyed civilization, when a spaceship housing humanity's lone survivors sends one hundred juvenile delinquents back to Earth, in hopes of

The three main types of Fiction on Steemit. Flash Fiction, Short Stories, Serial Novels. The following is my opinion only and does not represent a definitive guide. But it should help you pick some posts

This short story is an entry for #fiftywords initiative, maintained by @jayna for this week due to @miniature-tiger hiatus. Prompt for this week is"Bark." I spent a long time writing this, and

Attention fiction authors, Fiction Trail has changed. Curation will occur in these posts. What it was supposed to be like, what happened, and what it's like now. I may have caused some of what happened

When a thousand words are worth a picture, Flash Fiction paints directly on your mind. Fiction Trail Stories to read, Authors to follow. Flash Fiction Update Issue "Apocalypse" by @debbietiyan was oddly

A crowd, a wish-bot, and an interrogation gone wrong Three authors, three series, three chapters Fiction to read, Authors to follow. Series Update Issue "Bouncer" by veteran writer @michelle.gent is an

The Fiction-Trail Discussion Group Commentary and Stories : In an anti-cataclysmic event, a solitary virtual pair separated into a new Universe, a mathematical point with no dimension at all. No inside,

The Fiction-Trail Discussion Group Commentary and Stories : After a long hiatus and with new and more limited goals, I am back to curate the best fiction I can find. However, I have a strong preference

The Fiction-TrailDiscussion Group It's unfortunate that this has remained idle for so long. We hope to bring it back, using it to encourage Fiction authors on Steemit. There have been major changes in

The smell of the body was starting to get to Bone as we drove down the highway, the car reeked of fresh blood and sewer leakage. Bone ran into a pothole and flattened the driver side tire. "F*ck!

This is is a short flash, Enjoy “Wow! says the budding author. “Pooky, my sweet little honey pie pumpkin, you should see what I just wrote. I think I may be a literary genius. In fact, I'm sure of it.”

Ramblings inspired by manic frustrations on a sleepless November night. I just wanted to share my madness or... whatever the h*ll this nonsense is. The rhythmic rush of the interstate is polluting my ears.

Check out my previous post SOURCE Stefan Casavetes lay face up on his bed, naked, his arms folded behind his perfectly shaped head, waiting for the hour of darkness to arrive. The bare bedroom walls, and

Hi steemians, Enjoy and tell me what you feel about this story The tall man, with a dark chiseled face, in a blue neon uniform, flashed a red light in the eyes of the young boy, and then turned to his

[Edited by @michaelcj] I'd seen many like him, but this one was different. It happened today. The time is now exactly midnight. Twelve - and some zeros, including the hero (yours truly). The date, 14th

[cover photo was Edited @michaelcj with inshot app] The Closet The scratching in the door increased in intensity and volume. Karen shrank back further into the closet, pulling the bottom of some hanging

When The Girl hugged me goodbye, I didn’t think she was actually leaving. We have had our ups and downs, and I knew she'd been feeling a little lost lately, but for three years, she'd been the one constant

SOURCE How much battles in a lifetime is due one man? How much could be said is divine plan? Here I am,at one of those beautiful gates At whose feet men sit to nurse ill fates. Look,here's one man with

I stay late into the night I keep whispering along with the late night winds The stars watch me silently in sweat and tears I stay wake as mourners at the vigil night And I am so addicted. I battle a struggle