The "73 Words in the 732" contest seeks original short stories that contain seventy-three words or fewer. Stories can be on any theme or topic, and a panel of library staff will select the best short stories, which will appear on the library's website.
The contest is open through the month of May every year. All ages are welcome to participate and East Brunswick residency is not required.
The Businessman & the Poet
A poet and a businessman were standing at the end of a long bread line. The businessman kept looking at his wristwatch and squinting toward the front of the line. The poet was observing everything...
Joseph Patrick Pascale
Magenta is a gentle dog. Because she’s a fierce barker, Ilan nicknamed her El Diablo. On a recent walk, Magenta and Leah met him and Isabella and their dogs Ziti and...
Donna Lee Golderg
The red and white sail catches the wind and the sunfish flies across Barnegat Bay. With my brother at the rudder, we’re two kids having fun, learning something new. Time to turn. Quick, duck. Come...
Everyone thought she was an altruistic and extremely forgiving person.
She was described as patient and merciful.
She spoke little, but observed much.
She spent little and...
Anne sat by a fountain, blending in with people enjoying a spring day. It was her grandson’s second birthday. The party would be nearby but she wasn’t invited. A few months earlier her daughter...
You lived for 87 years and somehow it just was not enough. To write a 73 word ode about you is a difficult task. I will say, you were an avid reader and loved the library like a third child. You...
The Invisible Man was driving us home. Actually it was our father who sat in the passenger seat and gave him directions to our house.
My sister and I were mesmerized and a little scared as...
All her parents’ dreams - carefully lined up in alphabetical order – Achievement. Beauty. Confidence. Doctorate. Everything. Finalized. Get in everywhere. Hope with a capital H. Intelligent. Just...
Fluorescent lights buzz overhead inside the dusty old thrift store - and in my hands, a homespun afghan drapes over my fingertips. There's a superstition within the crochet community that your...
"Does yours do that also? Yes she replied, everyday the same thing. Can you figure it out?
Maybe they are trying to get rid of it and we keep bringing it back.
Good point. Next time...
The Past Does Not Equal The Future
As a high school student, Todd was introverted, bullied and had little friends. Now, he is a fitness Youtuber, an application designer at a software company, an entrepreneur, investor and works...
In the truck’s bed, they endured the hot Louisiana night. Jules slapped desultorily at mosquitoes.
“Alice, you said blood don't taste like it does for rest of us,” Jules said. “Sooo, what...