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Our drama category is for fans of stories filled with feeling, focusing on strong dialogue and well-rounded character development. Tragedy is a common theme, with gritty, realistic emotions driving the story. Readers are given clear insight into characters' thoughts and taken on a deep and sometimes courageous journey. Please send in your dramatic fiction or take a look at one of the emotive entries below.

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 14

She knelt beside him and placed her fingers against his bloodied neck. She found a pulse!

Levan, Albania. June 10 th , 1941   It had been a strange day. Late in the afternoon she had been summoned to the dispatch office and given further orders. To her dismay, she was told that the invasion of Greece had been a success and the Aquilea had been diverted there to recover casualties. The war in North Africa was also going well, and under the guidance of...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 13

Maria was thrown to the floor by the force of the blast...

Tripoli. June 8 th , 1941   A whole month had gone since Maria arrived in North Africa and the time was passing by almost unnoticed. The patients who came to her ward were mostly suffering from dysentery or minor wounds that would heal without the need for repatriation, so she barely had time to remember their names before they were gone. There were so many cases of dysentery...Read On

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Dark Minds

The wanderer struggles to find love...

Charlene and I weren't dating. Or were we? I just didn't know. What I did know is that I liked being with her. Maybe she liked being with me, too. We had an uneasy peace; I was desperately afraid of hurting her, she held back when things got too personal. She was far too nice for to be treated as a conquest. Anyway, that really wasn't my style. I was a bit afraid too. We spoke of books,...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 12

Katarina was losing her mind. For three days she had no-one to talk to and nothing to do.

Trieste. June 8 th , 1941   As promised, on the morning of her departure, Willi had arrived at the front of the building on the dot of nine. The black SS staff car shone like a mirror in the sunlight and Katarina watched from her window as the Mercedes came gently to a halt. Across the street, she had noticed a man in a doorway who was reading a newspaper. She knew who he was and...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 11

With great care and tenderness she wound the brilliant white bandage around his head.

Tripoli. May 27 th , 1941   Maria had slept very little since she had arrived in Libya, the heat did not suit her at all. The temperature through the night had barely dropped below seventeen degrees which was all that Munich attained during the day at this time of year. The daytime here though reached thirty degrees, a temperature she had rarely experienced and it was so dry, not...Read On

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Morning Air

The wanderer winters in San Francisco...

Morning was my favorite time of day, sitting with a good cup of coffee, listening, watching the world awaken. This Friday morning, I sat in the dunes overlooking the Pacific Ocean, my coffee cup in hand. I thought I would winter over in San Francisco by couch surfing with friends. The same friend had offered me a temporary job at her framing shop. I strove to get up and out of the house...Read On

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The Nurses and the Surgeon

Around three years ago, after writing several short stories of a nature unsuited to Stories Space and recieving many favourable comments, I wondered... Could I write a real story? One suitable for everyone. I decided to try and I am pleased to say that the result turned out better than I could imagine. It was the first thing I had attempted that exceeded 5000 words and, after I...Read On

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Dancing to Ray Charles: Ch 08, Boudreaux Family Values

This chapter contains racist dialogue, including the 'N' word, some may prefer avoiding.

  “Hey, good lookin’, what ya got cookin’ tonight?” At the sound of Darrell Ray’s cocky, teasing voice, Bebe gave him an unhurried glance. Then she took her time putting away an unread folder, turning off the fluorescent desk light and covering the typewriter. When everything was in order, she leaned back and met his gaze. It was way past the lumberyard’s two o’clock Saturday closing time....Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 10.

She jumped and cried out in surprise as she felt a hand grip her shoulder.

Berlin. May 27 th , 1941   Since returning to the Charité, Katarina had immersed herself totally in trying to run her ward as efficiently as she always had but things were very different now. Medical supplies were becoming scarce and interference from the authorities was increasing daily. It seemed to her that there was no room for the mentally ill or permanently disabled in the...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 9

“I am Corporal Giuseppe De Lorenzo, at your service, Signorina!”

         Tripoli. May 05 th 1941     The flight from Munich to Rome had been uneventful. By the time they had left the ground it was half past eleven and the whole journey had been under cover of darkness. Maria had slept only fitfully, dozing off only to wake a few minutes later by the droning of the engines and vibrations through the airframe. They had even encountered...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXIX

Claudia meets with Mr. Vukan for, possibly, the final time.

Entry XXXVII – The Library was much warmer than my own living quarters. Some of the candles were lit, indicating that another student had been there recently, or was there currently. I could not hear echoes or distant artificial sounds of any sort; only the breeze of the frozen wind beyond the windows, and my footsteps upon the stone floors. In any case, I found a dark spot between...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 8

Katarina had noticed that the hospital even smelled differently now, of death and decay.

Berlin. May 05t h 1941   The trauma of the past few days had been unbearable for Katarina. They had stayed in Munich for another two days with the whole of Friday spent with Maria's parents. Although the truth was now out she still could not think of them as anyone but Maria's parents. The only thing that she felt any differently about was the fact of Maria being her sister...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 7

“I'm sorry, Matron,” he said, unhappily curling his lip. “I'm afraid we have a problem..."

Munchen-Pasing. May 01 st, 1941   The drone of the three engines was too much for Maria to doze in her seat. It was set to be a long journey that had begun when a car had arrived to take her across the city to Riem where the new airport was situated, the same one at which she had landed when she returned from her ordeal in the Mediterranean. Although her transport had arrived...Read On

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Two Weeks to Build a Bird

Julian bought the girl at an auction. Cheap. She was thin and small with auburn hair that covered half of her back. Her hip bones jutted out and her ribs showed. He could count her vertebrae. She was perfect. She was drugged and flown to his home in the countryside, where nobody could bother them. His maid tended to her, cleaning her, treating her scrapes and bruises, and brushing her...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 6

"...I have to go. I have to meet them, don't you understand?”

Berlin. May 01 st 1941   Despite the shocking revelations of recent days, nothing had changed significantly in her feelings but whilst she still loved her parents dearly Katarina now knew that she had to find out more about the family who had been totally unknown to her until just a few short months ago. Her constant companion, Maria had told her as much about her family as...Read On

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Open Road

The wanderer takes a ride up the coast

I walked up from the Ventura River bottom where I spent the night. Nighttime in a homeless camp is very different, a strange mixture of camaraderie and distrust. Not unpleasant, but not great either. I was only interested in sleep without spending money. Short on funds, I decided that sleeping in the dry river bottom was better than an alleyway waiting to be rousted by the police.   ...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXV

Claudia and Gala have a long conversation.

Entry XXXII – I had come to notice Gala—the pretty-voiced minstrel that I had met in the Chapel not long ago—sitting alone at the end of a long table in the Great Hall. She looked quite lonely; taking a bite of bread as she read from a small book that was placed beside her plate of food. There were other students at the farther end of the table but paid no attention to her. Nor did...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 5.

“I have done nothing wrong so why do I have to be afraid?”

Munchen-Pasing. April 29th, 1941   Monday morning dawned but no sun was visible. Although not cold, the sky was grey and threatened rain. It didn't matter to Maria, though. She had risen at six, as she always did and had prepared breakfast for her parents and wished her father goodbye as he left for work an hour later. Now, whilst her mother was dressing, she sat alone in the...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 4.

“So why do I feel so empty inside?”

Berlin. April 28th, 1941   Katarina was awakened suddenly by the incessant wailing of an Air Raid siren. The first bombing raid on Berlin had been the previous August, during the height of what later became known as the Battle of Britain. Until that day, Herr Hitler had refrained from bombing towns and cities and had concentrated his efforts on the destruction of Britain's airfields....Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts. Chapter 3

“I couldn't bear it, Maria. I couldn't bear to lose you as well, I just couldn't."

Munchen-Pasing. April 9th 1941   Maria's homecoming had been a very emotional affair. Although her mother and father had been informed that she had been found alive, that was all they knew. They didn't know where she was or when she would be coming home, indeed even if she was coming home. Her arrival on the doorstep was such a relief that even her father could not keep his tears...Read On

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Plains

The wanderer is awed by a thunderstorm rolling across the prairie

The storm was building in the distance, but there were stars directly overhead. I had sat out enjoying the warm evening and marveling at the wind waves through the short grass prairie. Evening comes with a storm building to the west. The blanket I lay on was still warm from the afternoon sun, and the only sound was the wind rustling the grass. I had been hitchhiking my way up to Mitchell...Read On

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Fishing Boat

One in a continuing series of a wandering man

"I need a job." The boat owner looked up at me for a long time. "Let me see your hands." I put the backpack down carefully against the pier and held out my hands. "You're no fisherman." "No, but I'm strong and work hard." The man looked at me as he took off his dirty Mariners hat and ran a dirty hand over the back of his neck. "You know mistakes kill you here." "Yep." "Well, my mate is...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant hearts. Chapter 2

“You look different,” he said. “You are no longer the young nurse I watched growing up"

Berlin. April 9th, 1941   “Maria, please. Don't let him hurt me, not again. No! No!” Katarina pressed herself against the wall, trying to disappear into it but the man, dressed all in black just kept coming. She couldn't see his face, it was hidden in the darkest of shadow but she knew he meant to hurt her and she was afraid. “Maria. Help me!” she cried out but she was alone in...Read On

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Kindred Spirits, Distant Hearts

“Magda! Magda! Quickly, it's coming!”

Munchen-Pasing. April 9th, 1918: A Beginning   “Magda! Magda! Quickly, it's coming!” A young Anna Kaufmann called desperately for her closest friend and neighbour. In an advanced state of pregnancy, her contractions had become unbearable and frequent. “Quickly, Magda!” she gasped, panting heavily in an effort to delay the inevitable.   Magda Langsdorff ran quickly from the...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XVI

Claudia meets with Vukan.

Entry XXII – I arrived at the library just before the twilight hours, searching through the cases of books for a few minutes to find where Vukan had been waiting. At first, I thought maybe he had returned to his own quarters, as he was seemingly nowhere to be found. There were a few students throughout, but not nearly enough to consider any part of the library occupied. I was going...Read On

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The Savant

Chapter One: The Puzzle Dust billowed behind the sedan as it traveled down a dirt road; it’s driver following the directions. He brought the car to an abrupt stop; there was a Y in the road that wasn’t on the map. A sign posted further down one road to the right Simply stating Private Property. David Perkins got out of the car surveying his surroundings got back in and turned right. The...Read On

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The Nurses. Chapter 42

“What have they done to you?” he whispered, his voice cracked with emotion.

Gibraltar, April 6h 1941.   Katarina and Maria remained at the hospital in Gibraltar for two weeks. Katarina's wound had healed quickly, at least enough for her to be released from medical care and return home. For Maria, it was the longest fortnight of her life. Never before had she been so idle. The hospital was very different from the sickbay on the Lakhota. It was far...Read On

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Her Freedom

Then Megan remembered the nine millimeter.

Megan sat cross-legged on her bed, the math book for her master's program open in her lap, when she heard the gunshot and Freeman's yelp. He had no time to protect or react. Not even the slightest growl. She sprang up from her position and shook uncontrollably, unable to move, knowing he was in the house. Her room door was closed, but not locked. She needed to lock it, but the shakes had a...Read On

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The Nurses. Chapter 41

She took up her friend's wrist and searched for a pulse. Oh my Lord, she couldn't find it!

H.M.S. Lakhota, March 23rd, 1941.   Long into the night, Maria sat beside Katarina, talking to her, checking her pulse and temperature, bathing her forehead with a cool damp cloth and generally praying and encouraging her to pull through. Occasionally she would check on the other patients, some of whom gave her words of support, and to others, she would offer a few words of her own,...Read On

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The Nurses. Chapter 40

“Nein, nein...” she repeated over and over as she cradled her closest friend in her arms.

H.M.S. Lakhota, March 22nd, 1941.   Maria screamed loudly, a long drawn out wail of a scream. “Nein, Nein...” she repeated over and over as she cradled her closest friend in her arms. Tears dripped from her eyes and splashed onto Katarina's motionless face, and she trembled uncontrollably. After the shortest hesitation, Simon drew Maria's hands away against her protest,...Read On