It Only Takes Eight | A Short Story


Good afternoon, folks, may I have your attention, please?

*clears throat*

I just wrote a short story.

Me! I’m not a writer. Much less an author. I’m terrible compared to all my favorite authors and I have no right to write. BUT I DID. What’s more, I’M PUBLISHING IT. (Well, at least on my blog.😉)


I’ve always wanted to write for a long time. A few years back, I actually wrote a full-fledged novella (and got 3/4s through another one) for NaNoWriMo. I could write…it’s just that they were pretty bad. The plots were okay, but the writing needed some drastic help. I’m a perfectionist and my harshest critic, but that’s the truth. (Also there was WAAAYYY too much melodrama.)

After that, the next summer I tried writing another novel. Then I got a huge dose of writer’s block. It didn’t leave for a very long time.

Recently, the Writerly JuicesTM  have started to flow. It’s taken nearly a year of random poetry and sketches, but I AM BACK IN THE WRITING GAME. *cheers*


Today, I’m sharing a short story about farm life. Hopefully, it will be the first of many. My goal is to write a collection of short stories about life on the farm – some will be my experiences, but I’m planning many of them to be my Granddaddy’s stories of when he was growing up on a farm. He has some really great ones, and I want to preserve them.

That, my friends, is the backstory. This one is one of my experiences. ON TO THE STORY!

Click the cover to read It Only Takes Eight.


Let me know what you think!

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