Dear Readers and Contributors, It is with mixed feelings that I share the news with you that the Same will not be returning with new issues in the Fall. This journal has been a labor of love from its inception, but it is a project that has proved to be unsustainable for me. Because of both financial…
Here Now – Our Second Anthology
We are so very excited to share our second annual anthology with our readers. It took us a little longer to get it to press than we wanted, but we think it’s worth the wait! Here Now: An Anthology of Women Writers features some of our favorite work we received in 2018. You will find…
New Year, New Direction!
Happy New Year! I can’t believe it’s already 2019! 2018 was a wonderful year for the Same. We were able to publish incredible poetry, fiction, and nonfiction by talented women writers from around the world. Our audience grew steadily each month, and we are thrilled with the reception our contributors have received. In 2019, we are headed…
Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 25
Josiah found the sound of leaves crunching beneath his feet a comfort, even though Crockett’s absence was never more apparent than when Josiah was in the woods. When he could hear nothing but the barking of squirrels overhead and birdsong all around, he started to feel the tension leave his body. If he could build…
Issue 16.5 – Nonfiction
There was a period of about a year when I regularly received texts from my mother with photos of items I had abandoned. A $20 sewing machine that was still in its box. Sunny, do you want it? No. A musty, stuffed raccoon. Sunny, do you want to keep Rocky? I didn’t want to. A…
Issue 16.5 – Fiction
None of us realized Mrs. Sutton went crazy after her husband died. We all thought she was holding up pretty well, although of course some people claimed they knew all along, especially Sarah Babbs, who had to put herself in the middle of everything. The rest of us, however, thought Mrs. Sutton was fine because…
Issue 16.5 – Poetry
“As I was lying there with my eyes closed, just after I’d imagined what it might be like if in fact I never got up again, I thought of you. I opened my eyes then and got right up and went back to being happy again. I’m grateful to you, you see. I wanted to…
Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 24
“Thanks for meeting me,” Brady’s voice sounded tired. “Of course,” Titus answered, taking a sip of the beer the waitress had just set in front of him. “What’s going on?” “I just wanted to talk.” Brady shrugged, tasting his own drink. “It’s been a while, Man.” “It really has,” Titus agreed. “Too long. Knoxville is…
Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 23
Sitting on a bench beside the water, Lexi felt very self-conscious. When Brittany asked to meet her at the park, her initial reaction was to say no. After a couple days, she decided to say yes. She wanted to know what Brittany had to say. Everything about it felt strange and awkward, though. She felt…
Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 22
Mary jerked awake, disoriented for a moment as she tried to determine what had awakened her. Dim light coming through the front windows let her know she had slept most of the afternoon in her chair. The pain in her neck let her know that was a bad idea. “Miss Mary?” The voice accompanying the…
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