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Short Story: Dear Hideo

What do you get when you combine the longing of ancient Japanese love poetry with the geeky snark of an American teenager? I thought I would find out by writing a short story in letter form. It was part of a series of "letters to the loved and lost" I wrote for a writing group prompt. One was about a frenemy intentionally "lost," one was about a childhood friend who died, and one was about teenage first love waxing on, waxing off. I submitted the last one, "Dear Hideo," to Michelle Davidson Argyle's Short Story Contest--and won second place! The story that won third place was incredible, so I feel very honored. And I can't wait to read the first place winner on Monday! Check out The Innocent Flower to read the three winning stories and find links to some of the honorable mentions.

Seriously, click here and read! What do you think?


  1. Congrats! I loved it, loved it. :)

    The first place winner will go up on Monday, by the way. I wanted to make sure they get good exposure and not post it on such a busy weekend. I think all three stories will get seen more next week when people aren't on vacation.

  2. Thanks, Michelle! I updated the post to say Monday. That's a good point. Have a nice 4th of July weekend! :)

  3. That was beautiful, Jeannie! Made me smile the whole way through. I really do love the way you write :)

  4. Yay, Jeannie! I just finished reading your story. It's wonderful! Congratulations!

  5. I loved the letter format and I felt wistful all the way through it (in addition to laughing). That's a pretty neat trick.

    I was especially impressed with the imagery your voice conveyed in such few words.

    And thank you for your kind words on my story.

  6. Oh, Jeannie, that was so moving and so beautiful. You made me ache for her. And for Sensei. Congratulations on winning, you deserve it!


  7. If that wasn't poetry, what is? Damn! What an amazing and nostalgic love letter. The longing resonated leading into a perfect resolution to the whole matter.

    I think this is as close to a happy ending as one can ever have.

  8. Jeannie, that story is great! I absolutely loved it. First love and all the teenage illusions...absolutely hilarious and heartbreaking at once.

    Used car salesman. LOL.


  9. Just arrived via Maria's blog block party! Well done on the contest win! I know what a blast that is, I made the finals in Janet Reid's last flash contest and walked on air for the rest of the day.

    I look forward to looking around and following you as I partake in one of my fav hobbies: blog-surfing!

  10. I just wanted to say I really, really like your blog! Keep up the excellent work...

    Common Cents

  11. Congratulations! I enjoyed your story very much. :)

  12. Wow, Genie, this story was great.... it totally sucked me in... can you believe I roomed with 3 guys from the Judo team in college? Seriously. I was the only non-judo person in the whole apartment complex.

    Congrats on second place-- that's really great (I think you should have won first place) ah, but what do I know?


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