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Microfiction: A Spell of Amnesia
A Spell of Amnesia By Sara Codair The yellow note was the sole splash of color in the monochrome hall, appearing blank to anyone lacking supernatural sight. Horacio took a deep breath, channeled energy though the tattoo on his forhead and opened his third eye. Slanted words materialized: “Usted, dice amigo y entra.” Horacio spoke,…
Read MoreEmpty Space and Writing by Sara Codair
I hate empty space. Fortunately, this helps my writing process more than it harms it. When I see emptiness, I feel the need to fill it. If there is a room with too much empty floor, I want to get more furniture. If the table is empty, I get urges to clutter it up with…
Read MoreHalf-Awake Thoughts on Publishing Short Fiction
This morning, I woke up to two rejections. One was a form rejection from the Drabblecast for a flash piece called “The Largest Looser.” I just shrugged it off and started thinking about where to send it next. The flash story is hardly a month old been only been submitted to four places. I have plenty…
Read MoreA Short Study in Scholarly Revenge
A Short Study in Scholarly Revenge By Sara Codair Life through the lens of a Petri dish: love sacrificed for knowledge. After twenty years searching for truths too small for the naked eye, suffering in my lab, driven mad by failed experiments and failed relationships, I found the answer. Hours later, I read Studies in…
Read MoreSea Specter
Today, my 101 word story, Sea Specter, was published by 101words.org. This is my third appearance on their site. Please check it out and leave me a comment. Thanks, Sara
Read MoreFour Lessons About the Writing Process I Didn’t Believe Until I Started Teaching
“I’ve spent like, a total of 12 hours on this essay and my instructor wants me to revise it again! This is the third draft! It has to be good!” -anonymous student Four Lessons About the Writing Process I Didn’t Believe Until I Started Teaching By Sara Codair As a professional tutor working in a busy…
Read MoreTwo Peas in a Pod: The Writer and Antique Dealer
Two Peas in a Pod: The Writer and Antique Dealer By Sara Codair My mom is an antique dealer, and has been since I was about three years old. She choose that line of work so she could have a flexible work schedule that allowed her to earn money without taking too much time…
Read MoreMetamorphosis
Metamorphosis By Sara Codair “I keep getting worse,” I say looking down at the black veins creeping towards my heart. “You should not have let the demon bite you,” replies Raquel. Her dark eyes show no sympathy. “Was I supposed to just let it eat that kid?” She shrugs. “The ‘kid’ is a mortal.”…
Read MoreFlying Mouse-Squirrel-Bird Thing
When I decide to write a flash story after spending the day grading papers, I end up writing stories inspired by cat toys. “Flying mouse-squirrel-bird Thing” is one of those. My cat has this crinkly, furry toy that is flattened like a flying squirrel but with the face and coloring of a mouse. It has strings dangling…
Read MoreEnd Elitist Information, Democratize Academia
I find it terrifying when I realize that scientist and the media are playing a game of virtual telephone with information.
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