Kari Woodrow
Bio
Hi! I'm Kari, and I write stories about everyday people who find themselves in decidedly un-everyday situations.
Stories (3/0)
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Linden has no idea where the money came from, is the problem. Her day had started out normally enough. She'd woken at five when the dog started whining, let him out into the backyard, and considered staying up and getting the day started right up until the dog came back inside and the bed had seemed to beckon her back. Her alarm had gone off at seven, and then the day had actually begun: shower, clothes, coffee, a glance at the news on the television and the news on Twitter before opening the front door to glance at the news in the paper she still gets delivered.
By Kari Woodrow3 years ago in Futurism
The Wish-Granter
The wish-granter has a thankless job. It wouldn't seem so, not at first; people wish for things they truly want, or things they at least think they truly want. It would make sense, then, that someone who gets something they want badly enough to wish for it—to beg a nameless, faceless entity in the sky for this one thing—that they'd be falling over themselves to give thanks when they suddenly found themselves with that thing.
By Kari Woodrow3 years ago in Families
