Short Stories

Hi. Hello. How is everyone doing? Well? Good, I’m glad to hear it.

I’m currently a little in-between semesters, though not really as I am still waiting to hear back from my current mentor on the last packet of assignments I submitted and the official end date for the fall semester is this Saturday, but I’ve had a nice break in the mean time, which has been pretty cool (read: I’ve fallen asleep on the couch a lot).

I am beginning to start work for the spring semester, which officially¬†kicks off May 26th, but we have so much work to do up front it really begins…well…now, I guess. However, before I lose myself in more MFA reading and writing, and the upcoming Weekend of Hope (May 13th! Sign up!) fundraiser, I wanted to give you a little peek at what I’ve been doing since November 11th.

In short, I’ve been reading. A lot. I’ve also been learning to write short stories. Before Spalding, I had never attempted to write a short story, but during my first semester, I wrote six, and a few others that I started but haven’t completed. I won’t get into all of the intricacies of short story structure, function, and craft. I’ll just say that I’ve had a super fun time diving into this previously undiscovered realm of my personal literary universe. I’ve read a lot of short stories. Stories I never thought I’d enjoy became some of my favorites. I’ve learned SO much, and it has only been one semester.

A mountain of other goals and assignments still await my pens, pencils, red-inked markings, and finger tappings, but I want to share with you one short story that I wrote this past semester. Is it amazing and worth a prize in short fiction? No, but it served as an amazing experience in learning my strengths and weaknesses. Maybe I’ll look back on this piece one day and think “Dear Lord, this story is utter rubbish! Why did I ever make it available to the public?” and that’s fine. My hope is that I DO continue to learn and grow as a writer, so maybe I’m doing this as a way to put out little place markers, to one day look back and see how far it is I’ve come.

And maybe you’ll like it, too.

What my future plans are for it, I have no idea. For now, I’ll keep it’s¬†little file on my laptop, and posting here, as its home. You can click on the link to open a PDF and read if you wish. Trigger warning: it’s not exactly “happy happy joy joy.” Few of my stories are light and cheery. If you didn’t know this about me, you’re not alone, but now you do. Proceed with caution.

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Hope to talk again soon.

– S.A. Dees