Fiction

If Pep were here today he would tell you stories that only a lifelong bayman could. He would predict the next week of weather based solely on the tides, the way the wind had come ’round, and the current phase of the moon.

The Blue Chevy                
The Star welcomes submissions of essays for its “Guestwords” column, of between 700 and 1,200 words, and of short fiction or memoir, of up to 2,000 words. Please send submissions for review by email, in text or Word format, to...

Joe and Mack were two guys who simply could not get along. This was a problem since they worked almost side by side in the office. A certain whistle, tap of a pencil, or voice inflection and Joe was at Mack’s throat. Nobody was ever sure why,...

The drive along the Southern State Parkway was terrifying, as Emma pictured the accident in her mind over and over again and jumped as a car roared past her going at least 90. She inched her way through the hamlets of Amityville, Bay Shore, and...

I met Walker back in the 1980s when I was doing public relations and marketing for a boutique law firm that specialized in real estate transactions. While escorting me to the elevators, one of the firm’s lawyers lightly touched my elbow and...

Back in the day, living with my family in East Hampton, I had neither the right vehicle, despite the efforts of Mr. DiSunno, from whom I had purchased my Dodge in Amagansett, nor the expertise to drive back and forth to Queens College twice a week,...

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The Star welcomes submissions of essays for its “Guestwords” column, of between 700 and 1,200 words, and of short fiction or memoir, of up to 2,000 words. Please send submissions for review by email, in text or Word format, to...