Sarah Paris
Bio
Storytelling. Fiction is my heartbeat, but I write in multiple genres.
Stories (18/0)
An Irish Pup Called Guinness Saved My Work Life
I had to reprimand my emPAWyee at the end of his first day on the job. He’d broken all of the office rules: no making out with the owner, no pooping on the floor, and no licking of one’s own butt. But I saw something special in Guinness—and he encouraged me on rungs no other employee’s ladder even reached.
By Sarah Paris3 years ago in Petlife
The Last Days of August
I couldn’t bring myself to climb out of the car. I pulled up to the long, winding black driveway what seems like hours ago, but I couldn’t walk the half-mile to the front door. I sat and tried to steel myself. I tried to breathe. My palms drenched my steering wheel. I took a deep breath and attempted to dislodge the large lump settling in my throat.
By Sarah Paris3 years ago in Fiction
The Sudden Reappearance of Finn
Emily Harris screamed and punched the air. She was in the dream again. It was always the same—a replay of the day that everything changed. The day she lost her boy, her sweet, funny four-year-old, Finn. In the dream, she manages to grab hold of Finn's shirt and save him. In the dream, she and Nick hug their frightened tears away and celebrate. In the dream.
By Sarah Paris3 years ago in Fiction
How Gothic S'mores Won My Heart
All of my favorite memories of muggy, purple summer nights involve s’mores. As a kid, they were a way to share laughter with my family after a long day at the beach. In my teens and twenties, camping trips and bonfires resulting in s’mores bonding with friends left me feeling refreshed and warmed.
By Sarah Paris3 years ago in Feast