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Getting Hitched - Short Fiction Wanted
Original short stories required. Stories must be about relationships
and fit the theme of the month but can be in any genre. Submissions close on the
second Friday of each month.
For more details, including the themes for 2008, visit the
Getting Hitched Fiction Submission
Guidelines
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Getting Hitched Fiction
October - Birthdays
- Dilemma - by Sandra
James - Here’s the dilemma – you are at a family birthday function
and you notice that your ex-husband’s new wife has a rather large
black seed stuck between her front teeth.
Getting Hitched Fiction Archives
September - A New Start
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My Love Doth Hold A Red, Red Rose - by Sandra
James - In a moment of weakness I agreed to let my friend Sue set me
up at Red Rose Introductions. I regretted it immediately
but once Sue starts, there’s no stopping her.
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Loose Ends - by David Cookson - Norah’s gone.
The third time in their two years together. As before, she’s taken
just a toothbrush and back pack. And as before, there’s no note.
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Colour Negative - by Myra King - My sister Jo
pushed open the door and flopped onto my bed. I swivelled around
from my computer and sighed; it was the third time that evening
she’d disturbed me and frankly I was getting pissed off.
August Fiction - Food
- Tea and Verandahs - by Ellis
Ash - Here they were again, Liam leaning casually against the doorjamb,
hands thrust deep into pockets, and Mira moving efficiently around her
tiny kitchen.
- Winning Them Over - by Lauren
Walter - This was a disaster. On Sunday, she would marry her dear
Brian, and now she would have to do it without her Aunt Harriet’s
renowned delicious marzipan fruit cake.
July Fiction - Suspicions
- Suspicious Move
- by Laura Rittenhouse - "We’re out of milk for the tea. I’ll just
pop down to the shops and get some. Back in a tick." That’s my
husband absconding from the scene of an unpleasant task. Something
he’d be famous for, if anyone besides me ever witnessed his prowess.
- The Next Step
- by Lauren Walter - "I just know," Jane said. "Just by the way he’s been acting. Ogling
the display windows of jewellers. Being all cagey and secretive. I’ll
bet you anything Adam’s going to propose to Claire."
- Pammy - by Patricia Abernethy - "Pammy says she’s got to dress up ‘cause she’s gonna be a
bridesmaid," James told his brother as he and Philip trailed slowly
home.
- Waiting for the Thunder
- by David Cookson - The man snuffs the green scent of rain on drought-dry earth. A light
shower pecks at the tin roof. It is so still. They’ve forecast a storm.
Absorbed, his wife reads. The phone rings.
June Fiction - Expectations
- First Date - by Nadine Cranenburgh - Black goo oozed from my
tear duct as I fumbled for a cotton bud through a haze of misapplied
mascara. I put my eyeliner pencil away unused. I have many talents,
but make-up isn’t one of them.
- Reading the Signs - by S M Braint - She was new behind the counter. ‘Not seen you before,’ I said, trying
to put her at ease as I handed over my card for petrol and the weekend
papers. She blushed and fumbled the card as she tried to swipe it. Not
experienced. I like that.
- Waiting for Colin - by Sue
Radke - With a tear in her eye she waved until the ship was out of
sight. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. They’d barely been married
a year.
May Fiction - Recycling
- Recycled Love - by Natalie Hatch
- 'They paid for it themselves you know.' This tidbit of
information caused the appropriate gasps of horror from her two
socialite friends, demanding to know how on earth they did it. 'Hold
on, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, just keep your expensive knickers
on,' Marnie waved them back.
- The Scent of Memories - by
Owen Carmichael - The sculptor's studio was little more than a big
shed and verandah in the bush, at the end of a dirt road. A log hut
had been added to the side. Nothing was painted. A tall, slim man
with a dark brown beard and piercing eyes answered her knock. There
could be no hiding from those eyes.
April Fiction - A Fool in Love
- We Lost Our Way -
by Félix Calvino - The man listens to Madame DuPont’s Bastille Day
speech, then claps. He takes a glass of wine from a waiter’s tray
and thinks about the woman with the long black hair and pale
complexion he had seen earlier looking out the window facing the
garden...
March Fiction - Marching to a Different Drum
- City Girl by Sue Radke - A city
girl! The cut of her clothes gave her away. Not trusty old work
jeans like everyone else, a new designer pair. And with those nails
she was a stranger to manual labour. Pity, she was quite a looker
otherwise...
- Fresh Start by Lucy Meredith -
Nearly home time, well that would’ve been good news normally, but
today she really didn’t feel like going home to face the fury of her
boyfriend Brian and resume the fight they’d started last night...
- Demon Lover by Jodi Cleghorn - My
senses warn me to turn back now and go back to what I know. The
embittered voice of experience weighs in, prompting me to remember
my decision to give up love. It reminds me that love is fool’s gold
and I can rise above it - I will be happier living without it...
February Fiction - Valentine's Day
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A Valentine Dance by Sue Radke - It had seemed like a good
idea at the time. Well, maybe not good, interesting might be a
better word, or even crazy...
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Mocha by Jennifer May - At 10:30 every morning Violet does
the office coffee run. She gets the two skinny caps, one
espresso, one frappuccino, two lattes, and a mocha from a nearby
barista called Javier...
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