My name is DiVitto Kelly and I am a papier mache artist/instructor, reference librarian, and aspiring writer. I'm a former editor/reporter/photographer for the Seminole Tribune (the official newspaper of the Seminole Tribe of Florida) and head of the writer's group at the South Regional/Broward College Library. This is the first time I've posted my short stories and appreciate your critiques. Thanks!
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Thank you for doing this for me. Hopefully I'll get more positive reviews on Amazon. If that were indeed one of your objectives...it might help if you posted a link to the book over there...just a thought... Hi. Sorry. I created a website. It's Thanks!DiVitto
Thank you for doing this for me. Hopefully I'll get more positive reviews on Amazon. Wish me luck!DiVitto
Bruno was on his deathbed. He’d lived a good long life, closing in on eighty-four years old. The Salerno family, from south Philly, gathered around: Mom, dad, son, and daughter. Mom could barely contain herself. She placed her hand on her loved ones’ brow, sobbing uncontrollably. Bruno turned his head towards her. He struggled to lift it up, inching closer, as if to tell her something,...
Added 30 Mar 2016 | Category Humor | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,115 | 6 Comments
Fishing with Miguel By DiVitto Kelly Two men approached the dock, both looking suspicious and twitchy. If not for the forty thousand dollars stashed in their avocado green vinyl suitcase, they could be perceived as vagrants. The taller man leading the way had receding silver blond hair and sported a two week-old peppered beard. The other, a past his prime weightlifting type, must have had...
Added 09 Nov 2015 | Category Drama | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 779
Part Two: Night of the Clippies A half hour later, Monroe was alert, bandaged and bruised, but sitting upright in the kitchen chair drinking a tall glass of orange juice. He borrowed the phone and called Sheriff Taylor at his home. “Hey boss. My apologies for calling you so late but –“ “No problem.” Monroe could tell he just woke him up. “What’s news?” “I’m up at the...
Added 15 Apr 2015 | Category Horror | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,286 | 2 Comments
It was late April. Harold Bailey, stiletto attack survivor, woke up with that queasy feeling in his innards. For months, he’d contemplated spilling the truth to his wife about that fateful Halloween Eve, but knowing how inconceivable his encounter was with the satanic shoes, he could not divulge a word. “No,” he said to himself gazing at the bathroom mirror after a brisk tooth brushing....
Added 13 Apr 2015 | Category Horror | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,184 | 1 Comment
You want to know the real truth about the Island of Misfit Toys? You know the place – the one featuring cowboys riding ostriches, squirt guns that shoot preserves (raspberry or boysenberry I believe), and wooden trains, in particular, a caboose with square wheels -- those toys. The conventional wisdom was these oddities were deported from the grips of children simply because of a few snafus...
Added 13 Dec 2014 | Category Humor | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,377 | 1 Comment
“Are you elfing nuts? You can’t go on strike!” hollered Santa. Yes, there were times when the ‘Big Guy’ bellowed, or even screamed. Like the time Blitzen accidently stepped on his big toe – the one with the bulging bunion, or when Mrs. Claus accidently spilled a mug of hot chocolate on his lap. “We’re in prime toy-making season fellas.” Santa Claus pleaded; he’d never experienced...
Added 12 Dec 2014 | Category Humor | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 1,692 | 5 Comments
The late October night sky was clear, full of stars with a gentle push of wind coming from the east. Margaret Braeburn, thoroughly entrenched in her sixties and sporting all the vivacious curves of a fire hydrant, strode outside carrying a huge laundry basket full of bed sheets. According to Margie, a nickname used only by her closest friends, the night air always seemed to make them...
Added 10 Nov 2014 | Category Horror | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 1,403 | 3 Comments
The annual Saint Joseph Church carnival was winding down. It had been three and nine-tenths days of fun, but on Sunday evening, eleven-year-old Thomas Leary was running out of time. In between boarding a slew of nausea-inducing rides and devouring funnel cake the size of Frisbees, it was time to win something other than another stuffed animal. Thomas wanted to win a goldfish, but not just...
Added 16 Aug 2014 | Category Supernatural | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,332 | 4 Comments
Mr. Hal Bender was always told he had a wire loose somewhere in that mathematically gifted, bad comb-over head of his. His fellow bean counters at the accounting firm of Gort, Kitt, and Servo voted Hal most likely to mate with a computer. And if Mr. Bender ever did get married, he’d somehow manage to meet the national household population average of two-point five-four. One spring morning...
Added 11 Jul 2014 | Category Science Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.25 | Views 1,459 | 4 Comments
“Oh my God Tommy, pull over, pull over!” Maria Casanova squawked, grabbing her husband’s rock-solid shoulder. He slammed on the brakes, making an abrupt right-hand turn up a shabby, weed-filtered gravel driveway. Tommy parked the car under a soaring, lifeless tree where a rotted out birdhouse dangled from a heavy branch. The dented black mailbox stood with the name Rey finger-painted in...
Added 07 Jun 2014 | Category Horror | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,373 | 4 Comments
After a fierce storm, a mysterious tadpole-like creature the size of a rhino washes up, apparently dead, on the shores of Seal Cove, Nova Scotia. The newly discovered animal is transferred to an empty pool, where marine biologist Michael Keating tries to determine what it is. Later that night, the...
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