My third attempt for The First Line. February 2013, 2449 words On a perfect spring morning with flat seas and clear blue skies, Captain Eli P. Cooke made a terrible mistake. Eli had gotten up at four am for his usual... Continue reading →

My second attempt for The First Line. November 2012, 961 words Sometimes, when it’s quiet, I can remember what my life was like before moving to Cedar Springs. Most of the time, though, I don’t want to remember. Remembering is painful... Continue reading →

This is the first story I wrote for The First Line. August 2012, 3393 words. A light snow was falling as Charlie Reardon left the diner and made his way down Madison Street. “Ugh, more snow,” he grumbled to himself as... Continue reading →