Samuel Cottam

Creative Nonfiction

Musings from the Front Porch

A light fog seems to grip the air. Makes all the surfaces feel damp. The air itself not unsavory but with a definite hint of weight to it not at all like you feel in more arid climes. The effect is... [+]

Qualified Long Story Short Award Fall 2020 - Creative Nonfiction
Short Fiction

Start With a Homicide

“Go kill somebody,” said one of the boys.
“Go kill yourself!” A burst of laughter.
“That’s stupid!” said Dimitur.
“Disappear then, ah!” another one said.
“We’re... [+]

Qualified Long Story Short Award Fall 2020 - Short Fiction