by David Serafino Yasmin and Alex have booked the Platinum Villa for the five-day, four-night honeymoon package: a seaside cottage in a fruit grove at the end of a peninsula surrounded by reefs, ideal for snorkeling and fencing out the man-eating sharks in the deep water. The driver slides back the van door and the […]| The Lit Nerds
by Barbara Ridley I’ve decided to get rid of more “stuff.” I haven’t exactly gone all Marie Kondo; one glance at my overflowing bookshelves would tell you that. I’m more in Swedish Death Cleaning m…| The Lit Nerds
5 posts published by The Lit Nerds during September 2025| The Lit Nerds
Ashley Wilson Getting out of bed, breathing oxygen, praying for relief, smiling away tears, forgiving an inch deeper, watching the moon disappear against a summer-blue sky. Kind of incredible, that those six things can happen before breakfast, while a fragile heart beats with impossible rhythm. Ashley Wilson is an undergraduate student at Brigham Young University […]| The Lit Nerds
by Ken Pisani Jack Williams was a New York sportswriter for thirty years before Hollywood beckoned. Actually, it didn’t so much “beckon” as merely exist on the other side of the country and, upon his arrival, disappear, like Brigadoon. Several of Jack’s articles had been optioned by Hollywood producers for significant sums of money—sums that […]| The Lit Nerds
by Megan Reimers and Matt Forsythe The boulevard passed Tuscawilla Country Club and began its descent toward Howell Creek. The drop was steep by Florida standards, and Jamie checked her speed, focu…| The Lit Nerds
by Ella Newell “Excuse me, is this yours?” A girl stood before me in the waist-deep water, holding out to me my own mermaid Barbie. She had stringy brown hair and red cheeks—the girl, not the Barbie. The Barbie was, of course, beautiful. Fresh from the hot pink toy aisle, she was all shimmering purple […]| The Lit Nerds
Sheila E. Murphy Bird light chastens my sotto heart. Love birds tiny in olive tree nests, Their virtuosic trills emerge from cup-sized Green-orange featherings along footfalls Of perpendi…| The Lit Nerds
by Daniel Crépault “Zagosian Holographics, my name is Sam. How may I assist you today?” “You’re not one of those damned bots, are you?” a gruff voice asked through the phone. “No, sir, thank God.” Sometimes, a small lie was necessary to put customers at ease. “May I get your name before we proceed?” “It’s […]| The Lit Nerds
by Melanie K. Summers It was the summer of 2005, somewhere along the touristy coast of the Atlantic Ocean. I was thirteen—old enough to think I was too cool for family vacations, young enoug…| The Lit Nerds
by Deborah Z Adams She packs essentials: wine, Oreos, candles, and thirteen copies of the spell printed in 24-point font, because they all misplace their glasses. And their keys and some nouns. Despite these lapses, their youth is still sharp-edged and full-color. One flew the friendly skies until matrimony and company policy collided. One taught […]| The Lit Nerds
by Allison Bradley I’m pretty sure it was the $40 bottle of wine. Of all the miscellaneous Saturday afternoon items on my section of the grocery conveyor belt, it was when she scanned the wine that…| The Lit Nerds
by Melanie Mulrooney The Beaumont Tea House was a feast for the senses: leather-bound books lined floor-to-ceiling shelves, rich scents of chocolate and spices filled the air, and well-heeled patro…| The Lit Nerds
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