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Julia Blues
Julia Blues
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Writer and Photographer, documenting the human experience and the world we live in one story at a time. Going where the story leads.

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  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 39: FRAGMENTS

    Daniel marches back into the hotel lobby. Kerry isn’t inside. He moves toward the elevators, stabs at the 11th floor. Standing in front of room 1109, he paces, cools down. Lightly raps at the door. Kerry opens the door, then shifts her weight to one foot. Arms in a pretzel. “Didn’t think you’d come back.”…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 38: THE EXIT

    Daniel enters the hotel lobby pushing a cart of luggage. His wife, Kerry, is in the same place she was in when they first arrived. Her attention fixated on a bronzed figurine in a corner. The figure sits on a bicycle with its arms stretched wide, head reared back, face pointed toward the heavens. The…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 37: WORSE

    This is the last one. At least she hoped. Three times a week for two months Regina dragged herself into the cancer center for iron infusions. Cancer center. That made her shudder every time she entered through the glass doors. Her reflection staring back at her. “It could be worse,” she reassured herself, day after…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 36: HIGH RISE

    “And the President’s Award for Prestigious Design goes to Matthew Chambers,” the presenter announces. The audience stands to their feet with a thunderous applause. A petite man approaches the podium and accepts the award. “My father often scolded me as a child because I constantly bumped into people as we walked around the city. I…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 35: WATCHED

    He watched them from a distance. For weeks, every movement they made was known. He even planted surveillance cameras around their flat one day while they were at work. In places they’d never suspect. His eyes were on them from the time they awoke until the moon began to fall asleep. He saw their late-night…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 34: FLAMES

    Everything behind me is going up in flames. I did it—I lit the match. And I’m not ashamed, but I’m driving so fast the speedometer can’t keep up. Can’t let the embers catch me cause I’m not burning for nobody. Ellistown* lost itself years ago. Still, I fought for what was right. Too much blood…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 33: THE CHANGE

    Fall begins before her eyes. A change in seasons. She sits in the bay window of her kitchen with her cat Melvin purring close by. Together they watch as air transports leaves from trees to the ground. Last week Sherry encountered an unplanned change when she called it quits with her boyfriend of six years.…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 32: A COMPLICATED DELIVERY

    “Time of death, 10:09 p.m.,” I announce. A baby wails. He cries as though he understands what I have said. As he took his first breath in this world, his mother was taking her last. Life and death seconds apart. A mother who will never get to hold her son. A son who will never…