August Stories
Let your stories satisfy like a sweet, cool, refreshing ice cream cone on a hot day.
By the third Tuesday of the month at 11:59 p.m. ET, post your story in the comments section below. You must include a message in the comments box for the upload to work.
Your story should:
- be no more than 1,250 words
- be formatted using a twelve-point font in Times New Roman, Cambria, Calisto, or other fonts with serifs.
- be double-spaced
- include page numbers
The following day, return to this page to learn who your feedback partners are, download your group’s stories, and begin reviewing their stories.
If you miss the deadline to upload a story and register for Feedback Group, you will not be assigned to a group. However, you can still attend and bring your story to the feedback session, read it aloud, and receive verbal feedback. You will be placed in a group with other “walk-in” attendees.
This is also a place where all Life Writers can come to enjoy fellow members’ stories. Then, if you care to, leave the authors a note of encouragement.
New feedback story for the 27th.
Did every neighborhood have a person everyone was afraid of? We had the old man who had a pear and apple tree in his backyard. We’d raid it and he’d yell.
It was common to call people “retards” back in the day and we all, as a society, were guilty of treating them badly.
I think you’re right Dave. Usually, it’s a scary old man shaking his fist at those young whippersnappers. Wild Bill was a lot more threatening along with his accomplice Toby.
Sorry, am 30 minutes late east coast time, but, pulling a John am in Alabama where it is 11:30. My story for August.
I’m so sorry Jackie. It is so hard for a child to see a strong father become vulnerable, at any age. Well told story.
Jackie, what a sad scary time for you. Your description of the events had me right there with you.
This is an edit of a story I wrote in 2022. There is a relationship between this story and one of the assholes on my six-week journey. I’ll leave it to you to figure it out. I think it’s pretty obvious.
Our favorite dog
Maizey sounds like fun. I bet you loved her a lot.
Yes, we did
My story for feedback titled The Big Apple.
Norma,
Good accounting of the Apple in the 60s. I liked the subway references–in all honesty though, the IND had the worst urine smell of the three lines.
Look forward to seeing the continuation.
J
Here is my story for feedback.
Fascinating story Etya. Is that an old urban legend story? It’s a good one, lots of suspense and description.
Not that I know of. In my local writer’s club, our mentor challenged us to write a Halloween story. This is what I came up with. Thanks for reading. I appreciate your comments.
My feedback story
The storyline represented in this piece was a contender for the 300-word essay theme. I tried to fit it into 300 words and could not. I have a couple or more topics to cover yet, keeping each story to around 300 words, and then perhaps I’ll combine them into one document, with each story a chapter.
I added a new version and deleted this one. Look at my next reply text
NOTICE: The story uses the term Negro. My only intent was and is to place the story firmly in the time where it occurred.
I would rather step on a nail than be disrespectful to any member of this group or readers of the story. If I have offended anyone I will remove and correct the story.
I’d rather change the text than use a disclaimer. Disclaimers have a negative connotation in my mind.
Here is the story.
That was a lot for a little kid to unexpectedly take in. The gentleman was kind, but your inexperience took away that joy for you both.
It never occured to Dad to prepare me. He put my sister in a similar situation some years later.