Tag: short story
Posted on 24 November 2016
by sampriestley
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He parked his car in the multi-story, got out and breathed the cold air in. The rain swayed in through the upper open plan area like a slow swarm of midges. The sky was the colour of a 4B pencil.
Category: columnTags: art, claire wendling, drawing, fiction, folded word, forest, illustration, love, samantha priestley, sharing, short story
Posted on 20 October 2016
by sampriestley
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“The soil’s not very good.” he said. She crouched down next to him and shone her torch onto the area where his hands delved into the earth like he was baking bread. It was just past midnight and the street was the black of an iced over lake.
Posted on 1 September 2016
by J.S. Graustein
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If you’ve been thinking about sending us a query for your work, please be aware that we just revised our submission guidelines:
Category: announcements, needsTags: amwriting, chapbooks, essay, folded word, guidelines, Poetry, short story, submissions, translation, travel
Posted on 4 August 2016
by sampriestley
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He stepped from The Tube and walked through the station. It was still a sun-filled early evening when he emerged onto the street. He carried a cream shopper bag over his shoulder with meat-free burgers and halloumi nestled together inside.
Posted on 19 May 2016
by sampriestley
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Every Wednesday evening she finished work early and drove her old Renault across town to the nursing home. It was one of the strangest routines she’d ever implemented in her life. Her mother was ninety-three. She was smaller than a rose bush. She was… Continue Reading “The Roundabout”
Category: short storiesTags: aging, daughter, dying, england, folded word, garden, journey, mother, nursing home, rotary, roundabout, samantha priestley, short story, UK
Posted on 17 March 2016
by sampriestley
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He thought, more than anything in the world, that there was nothing worse than holes.
The last straw came when he was walking down the street one day in London. He was looking at how Tower Bridge stood majestic against the pure blue spring sky, its two sibling towers tall above The Thames, and then the next minute his knee hit the pavement and his hand darted out in front of him to take the strain, and he was staring at the stone path so close to his face it took him a moment to fathom what had just happened.
Category: short storiesTags: community service, commuters, daffodils, england, folded word, garden, london, potholes, samantha priestley, short story, spring, UK
Posted on 4 March 2016
by marykagillis
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Despite it’s brevity, February was a hectic month for Folded Word — both at our New Hampshire base as well as across the country and the Atlantic, with the Folded bloggers and authors who’ve recently been featured on our blog and in new chapbooks.
Category: announcements, publishing infoTags: chapbook, dan szczesny, david oestreich, fiction, folded word, Poetry, prose, publishing, samantha priestley, short story, sophronia l, submissions, tim bridwell, unFold, WriteLife
Posted on 18 February 2016
by sampriestley
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Sheffield.
From one side of the building, down the sandstone steps, the library hugs the corner and the theatre waits below a yawn of concrete plaza. On the other side, through the double doors, fountains leap from the pavement in the square and Italian restaurants work from lunch till late at night.
Posted on 27 March 2015
by J.S. Graustein
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This year will be our 3rd year with a booth at the NYC/CUNY Chapbook Festival‘s book fair. It will also be our first year launching titles at the festival. If you swing by C-Level of The Graduate Center at CUNY on 2 April 2015,… Continue Reading “Schedule of Folded Fun at ChapFest 2015”
Category: author interview, events, needs, printTags: ben moeller-gaa, calligraphy, chapbook, chapfest, chat, festival, folded word, haiku, joseph hutchison, js graustein, julie warther, katie longofono, mark j mitchell, mary stone, new york, nyc, Poetry, Rose Auslander, sale, samantha priestley, short story, signing
Posted on 20 April 2009
by J.S. Graustein
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We’re thrilled to be halfway through our first fortnightly story (14 tweets) over at PicFic. David Erlewine is the brave soul that attempted this death-defying feat–a feat that subjected him to numerous re-write requests. But he (and we) survived to plant our flag “By Hand” at the top of the tweet-zine mountain. Poor David. He’d barely gotten home from his expedition when we banged on his door (and woke his kids from a nap) demanding an interview. And threatening to pitch our tent in his perfectly-manicured front lawn until he gave us one.