Enfield Arts

It was the pain that woke Andrew. He didn’t remember falling asleep on Liv’s couch, but that was where he woke up, with pain radiating throughout his back. He swallowed a groan as he came back to consciousness, then attempted to shift his body on the couch, but couldn’t stop the sound this time. He […]

Cleo didn’t get the job. The interviewers didn’t say anything, but they didn’t have to. It was all obvious in the way that the group looked at each other over her resume, a copy of which sat in front of each of them. She sat on the other side of the conference room table, her […]

Cleo was completely drained as she got back to her empty apartment in Boston that night. She had wanted to stay in New Winslow for the night, but she had a job interview in Boston tomorrow morning and Andrew had insisted she go home for it. He was fine, he’d assured her. Just sore. He’d […]

Andrew woke up from a nightmare of fire and for a second, that’s all it was, the flames licking the inside of his skull. Then he shifted against the mattress and a bolt of pain crackled from his neck down to the base of his spine, shocking the memory back into place. He must have […]

Soon Andrew was in the clinic exam room, with a solemn-looking doctor who was not Dr. Degas prodding painfully at him. Smoke inhalation and some exquisite bruising, were the doctor’s exact words. Andrew had gotten lucky. The fire department wanted to talk to him before he left, but they’d call Andrew’s emergency contact now. Then […]

(Hello! Welcome back for the final season of New Winslow! Before moving on, I first need to say THANK YOU to all of you. I have an actual Thank You post you can read here. New Winslow has been a long process and I couldn’t have done it without the help of so many people. […]

Charles Baxter could see the ridiculousness of this plan. Hell, he could even see the humor in it. And if his entire life wasn’t on the line right now, he might actually laugh at the idea of repeating history in such an obvious way. But Nancy’s phone call had made him realize he was going […]

Olivia had just turned the OPEN sign on when she heard Andrew coming down the stairs from his apartment. “Good morning!” she called as she made her way across the empty storefront and back behind the counter. He rounded the corner from the back and her question about the unplugged phone she’d found when she […]

The phone was ringing downstairs in the shop. Andrew was alone in his flat, it was two in the morning, and that damn phone was still going. Every fifteen minutes on the dot, the phone would ring. The first time, he’d staggered downstairs to get it, thinking there was an emergency and for whatever reason, […]