We Live To Love Another Day – A Short Story by Wilfried F. Voss

On December 30, 2011, in Short Stories, Wilfried F. Voss, by Editor

This next story was inspired by a local columnist who, after knowing his sister for almost thirty years, learned that she was gay, and it was the invitation to her wedding with her longtime girlfriend that gave it away.

Warm Beer And Cold Women – A Short Story by Wilfried F. Voss

On October 17, 2011, in Short Stories, Wilfried F. Voss, by Editor

I live in Greenfield, Massachusetts. I observe. I get annoyed. And I write. And that, in very few words, is my excuse for writing Cemetery Polka and other stories from the dark side. Warm Beer and Cold Women is yet another title I borrowed from Tom Waits.

The Little Girl In The Park – A Story Of Everybody’s Guardian Angel

On May 28, 2011, in Short Stories, Wilfried F. Voss, by Editor

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.

The Christmas Gift

On January 24, 2010, in Short Stories, by Editor

The following is my entry in the WritersWeekly.com 24 Hour Short Story Contest – Winter 2010. I just received an e-mail from Angela Hoy that the time line has expired (my entry is already in for several hours), ergo I feel free to post my entry here.

Scenes From A Marriage – The Boiled Egg

On January 4, 2010, in Short Stories, by Editor

A married couple sits at the table for breakfast. The man had checked his boiled egg and, after a long thought, starts complaining that the egg is overcooked.

Peace Comes Over Me

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, by Editor

Even though this is an excerpt from my novel, this short story is complete in itself. The scene is a pub near the town Cahersiveen in Ireland, and the story leads to the lyrics of The Boys of Barr Na Sraide as written by the Irish poet and playwright Sigerson Clifford.

The Place I Grew A Man

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, by Editor

Even though this is an excerpt from my novel, this short story is complete in itself. The story describes a scene in an Irish pub in a Boston neighborhood where a young man with an Uilleann pipe plays a session of three songs. These songs remind the main character of The Bleeding Hills, Finnean Whelan, of his upbringing in Ireland, and my story describes three stages of his life.

Cemetery Polka

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, Wilfried F. Voss, by Editor

The idea for “Cemetery Polka” came after I wrote an article on the importance of a good title for an article or even a book. “Cemetery Polka” is actually a song by Tom Waits, and I used the title as an inspiration to write a short story.