“Use Your Words” by Nkosi Ife Bandele
Since I am 6’4”, Black, and a furry dude to boot, I am not your typical Upper Westside Mom. . .
Category: Terrible Twosdays
Are you a parent going through the Terrible Twos? Did you live through them and survive? Terrible Twosdays is a place to commiserate over the unending shenanigans of your Darling Children (as the online parenting communities say). Nonfiction stories will be considered, so long as names have been changed to protect the guilty. Inspired by our best-selling gift book for parents, Go the Fuck to Sleep, Terrible Twosdays joins the roster of our other online short fiction series. Unlike Mondays Are Murder and Thursdaze, we’re looking for stories with a light and mischievous feel, all about the day-to-day challenges of parenting. As with our other flash fiction series, stories must not exceed 750 words.
“Coercion” by Mark Budman
I was putting to bed my 11-month old granddaughter, the half of the twin team. . .
“A Good Butt-Slapping of a Good Time” by Kevin M Maher
She was right, I just got him seven minutes ago, but it was my turn again . . .
“The Runner” by Tina Donvito
He takes off, devil-may-care grin on his face as he looks back at me. He’s not even watching where he’s going . . .
“Just the Nanny” by Crystal Munoz
Are you a parent going through the Terrible Twos? Did you live through them and survive? Terrible Twosdays is a place to commiserate over the unending shenanigans of your Darling Children (as the online parenting communities say). Nonfiction stories will be considered, so long as names have been changed to protect the guilty. Inspired by […]
“Thanksgiving Mom” by Colin Cohen
It suddenly occurred to Rudi that not only was she alone in a strange and empty city, but it was Thanksgiving . . .
“Parenting Math” by Molly Pascal
I thought taking care of one baby was hard, until I had two . . .
“This Is What Happens When a Writer Listens to Too Many Children’s Songs” by Katherine N. Friedman
Some of her patients had parenting problems more than they had medical problems, but Dr. Simian didn’t say that out loud as she took Mrs. Monkey’s call . . .