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Star Shine: Part 3

First check out Part 1 here and Part 2 here My mom and I rode in the car that the producer sent. She was quiet. I was hung over. The driver had to pull over twice so I could barf on the pavement. “You just had to…

Star Shine: Part 2

Make sure to catch Star Shine: Part 1 https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/07/25/star-shine-short-story-part-1/    The first thing they did was to dye my hair. I went from chestnut brown to golden, caramel blonde.   “The kids love a blonde,” my mom said, schmoozing the producer.   Next, was my…

Star Shine (short story) Part 1

There’s nothing like being on stage. Bright lights. Loud music. Cheering fans. All eyes on me. And they love me. They really do. No matter what I do or say, they can’t get enough of me. I started singing when I was about 10…

Happy Friday, Friends!

I don’t know if you realize how much I appreciate you. Thank you all for supporting my writing. It means so much to me. There have been moments where I feel so vulnerable sharing these stories. Even though they are fiction, the reveal much…

Single: Part 3

If you’re just joining, please check out https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/single-part-1-short-story/ and https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/07/19/single-part-2/ “There is no us, Anthony,” I say. Something inside makes me want to play games. Manipulate him. It would feel good to make him cry. Would that mean that he still loves us? “Hasn’t been for years.”…

Single: Part 2

If you missed Part 1, check it out https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/single-part-1-short-story/     I step outside the front door, closing it behind me. The kids don’t need to see him. Not now. “What are you doing here?” I ask. I feel how pinched up my face is….

Single: Part 1 (short story)

When the kids are sick in the middle of the night, that’s when I miss having an extra set of hands to help. Or when one has a baseball game at the same time as the dance recital for the other. Sometimes when they…

Drink (1-3)

I’m just now realizing what happened. That’s the problem with being drunk most of the time. Lapses of thought and memory that come back to sucker punch you when the alcohol finally wears off. There was a party, a wedding reception. My cousin’s wedding,…

Drink: Part 3

Make sure to read parts 1 & 2!   There aren’t many places to be alone in prison. It felt like everywhere I turned people were watching me. Surveillance cameras, guards, other inmates. Yet, even with all those people looking after me, I still felt…

Drink: Part 2

(If you missed Part 1https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/06/21/drink-part-1/ , make sure you read it before this one. Thank you!) “This is it,” my mom said. “Either you go to treatment or we’re done.” “Done how?” I asked. My hands shook. I had to drink something. Anything. “We…

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