Caitlin Jill Anders
Bio
Full-time writer with anxiety just figuring it out.
Stories (28/0)
How to Save a Child From Drowning
You never saw it coming. The kids had been skating on the pond at Chapman Park every Saturday since it froze over mid-November. It's only February, and Minnesota is still a frozen hell. It wasn’t supposed to be even close to thawing yet. You never saw it coming because it wasn’t supposed to happen. It just wasn’t supposed to happen.
By Caitlin Jill Anders2 years ago in Fiction
Green-Light Means Go
She met him at a red light. He pulled up after her, and it took her maybe 10 seconds to realize he was watching her dancing to the radio. She smiled politely and then smiled genuinely when she got a good look at him. His hair was soft and his eyes were bright. There wasn’t anything mysterious about him, which she liked. She was sick of mystery. It never got her anywhere.
By Caitlin Jill Anders2 years ago in Fiction
The Fortress of the Purple Bull
The chapter started with a ceramic bull. Tommy almost stepped on it when they arrived to tour the apartment. It was lying in front of the little sliver of wall between the heavy metal door and the steel grate pulled down in front of the store next door. “See, I knew this place was gonna be bullshit,” Tommy said as he picked it up. It fit in the palm of his hand. The bull had little purple swirls painted on it, and it was missing a horn. He seemed a little grimy, but Tommy pocketed it anyway. He did things like that. He smiled as it clinked down into his tie-dyed drawstring bag. “This bull isn’t bullshit, but this apartment will be. Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit.”
By Caitlin Jill Anders2 years ago in Fiction
