The Linguist (Scene 7)

For reference, see character thumbnails. [Nell’s childhood bedroom; night; NELL is pacing and mumbling agitatedly; she hears a knock at her door; she goes to answer it] NELL:     [disbelieving]     William Farris is knocking. Now he’s in my room. [WILL starts to come in but NELL makes to send him out] WILL:     C’mon, Nell, don’t be … Continue reading The Linguist (Scene 7)


Family Reunion

My short story published in The Elixir’s 2015-16 edition:


The Elixir

Family Reunion by Katelyn Rochford-Price

Aunt Marian turns toward him, reaching for his cheeks, which, to their credit, are really no longer pinchable, but that does not deter jolly old Aunt Marian; then he finally escapes her re-fingered clutches only to fall victim to Great Grandpa George as he corners him and regales him with racist and homophobic comments, making him acutely uncomfortable, his lips pursing in resistance to a barrage of retorts, but the secret of his black boyfriend keeps him silent; then his mother,visually and physically overjoyed to see him back from

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My short story published in The Elixir’s 2015-16 edition:


The Elixir

Speak by Katelyn Rochford-Price

The door chimed as she walked in, the sound almost lost amongst the gurgle of the espresso machine, the whir of whipped cream, and the chatter of caffeinated customers.

“Hi! Welcome to Starbucks,” he said brightly. Geez chill out—you’ll scare her off.

She smiled slightly. Hello, Jim.

“Would you like to try our new Pumpkin Spice Latte? It’s a seasonal favorite,” he said quickly. Slow down, stupid.

She shook her head. That sounds yummy, but I’m a creature of habit.

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