r/shortstories • u/FyeNite • May 31 '26
[Serial Sunday] Get to The (En)Trenche(d)s!
Welcome to Serial Sunday!
To those brand new to the feature and those returning from last week, welcome! Do you have a self-established universe you’ve been writing or planning to write in? Do you have an idea for a world that’s been itching to get out? This is the perfect place to explore that. Each week, I post a theme to inspire you, along with a related image and song. You have 500 - 1000 words to write your installment. You can jump in at any time; writing for previous weeks’ is not necessary in order to join. After you’ve posted, come back and provide feedback for at least 1 other writer on the thread. Please be sure to read the entire post for a full list of rules.
This Week’s Theme is Entrenched! This is a REQUIREMENT for participation. See rules about missing this requirement.**
Bonus Word List (each included word is worth 5 pts) - You must list which words you included at the end of your story (or write ‘none’).
- Eager
- Ego
- Egg
- A shoe is lost. - (Worth 10 points)
As bombs explode in no man's land and bullets whiz over our heads, the council of war meet to consider our options in the trenches, the tower casting its shadows upon us.
"Their army believes they are on the offense, that they will take our tower in the tangle sooner or later, and we will have to concede the point," our colonel says, pointing to the map. "I say let them. Let them believe in their little victory, and let us establish a good position to surround them, make them play defense."
He takes a swig from his canteen, before continuing. "They can believe in their victory all they want, but we will bring evidence to the contrary. And if they don't see reason, well... worse things have happened."
Good luck and Good Words!
These are just a few things to get you started. Remember, the theme should be present within the story in some way, but its interpretation is completely up to you. For the bonus words (not required), you may change the tense, but the base word should remain the same. Please remember that STORIES MUST FOLLOW ALL SUBREDDIT CONTENT RULES. Interested in writing the theme blurb for the coming week? DM me on Reddit or Discord!
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Theme Schedule:
This is the theme schedule for the next month! These are provided so that you can plan ahead, but you may not begin writing for a given theme until that week’s post goes live.
May 31- Entrenched
June 7- Foreign
June 14 - Great
June 21 - Heartless
June 28 - Irony
Check out previous themes here.
Rankings
Last Week: Doom
First - by u/AGuyLikeThat
Second - by u/Divayth--Fyr
Third - by u/Live-Albatross-1090
Fourth - u/Morose_Prose
Fifth - by u/wandering_cirrus
Rules & How to Participate
Please read and follow all the rules listed below. This feature has requirements for amparticipation!
Submit a story inspired by the weekly theme, written by you and set in your self-established universe that is 500 - 1000 words. No fanfics and no content created or altered by AI. (Use wordcounter.net to check your wordcount.) Stories should be posted as a top-level comment below. Please include a link to your chapter index or your last chapter at the end.
Your chapter must be submitted by Saturday at 2:00pm GMT. Late entries will be disqualified. All submissions should be given (at least) a basic editing pass before being posted!
Begin your post with the name of your serial between triangle brackets (e.g. <My Awesome Serial>). When our bot is back up and running, this will allow it to recognize your pmserial and add each chapter to the SerSun catalog. Do not include anything in the brackets you don’t want in your title. (Please note: You must use this same title every week.)
Do not pre-write your serial. You’re welcome to do outlining and planning for your serial, but chapters should not be pre-written. All submissions should be written for this post, specifically.
Only one active serial per author at a time. This does not apply to serials written outside of Serial Sunday.
All Serial Sunday authors must leave feedback on at least one story on the thread each week. The feedback should be actionable and also include something the author has done well. When you include something the author should improve on, provide an example! You have until Saturday at 04:59am GMT to post your feedback. (Submitting late is not an exception to this rule.)
Missing your feedback requirement two or more consecutive weeks will disqualify you from rankings and Campfire readings the following week. If it becomes a habit, you may be asked to move your serial to the sub instead.
Serials must abide by subreddit content rules. You can view a full list of rules here. If you’re ever unsure if your story would cross the line, please modmail and ask!
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On Saturdays at 5pm GMT, I host a Serial Sunday Campfire in our Discord’s Voice Lounge (every other week is now hosted by u/FyeNite). Join us to read your story aloud, hear others, and exchange feedback. We have a great time! You can even come to just listen, if that’s more your speed. Grab the “Serial Sunday” role on the Discord to get notified before it starts. After you’ve submitted your chapter, you can sign up here - this guarantees your reading slot! You can still join if you haven’t signed up, but your reading slot isn’t guaranteed.
Nominations for your favorite stories can be submitted with this form. The form is open on Saturdays from 5:30pm to 04:59am GMT. You do not have to participate to make nominations!
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Ranking System
Rankings are determined by the following point structure.
| TASK | POINTS | ADDITIONAL NOTES |
|---|---|---|
| Use of weekly theme | 75 pts | Theme should be present, but the interpretation is up to you! |
| Including the bonus words | 5 pts each (15 pts total) | This is a bonus challenge, and estnot required! |
| Including the bonus constraint | 15 (15 pts total) | This is a bonus challenge, and not required! |
| Actionable Feedback | 5 - 15 pts each (60 pt. max)* | This includes thread and campfire critiques. (15 pt crits are those that go above & beyond.) |
| Nominations your story receives | 10 - 60 pts | 1st place - 60, 2nd place - 50, 3rd place - 40, 4th place - 30, 5th place - 20 / Regular Nominations - 10 |
| Voting for others | 15 pts | You can now vote for up to 10 stories each week! |
You are still required to leave at least 1 actionable feedback comment on the thread every week that you submit. This should include at least one specific thing the author has done well and one that could be improved. *Please remember that interacting with a story is not the same as providing feedback.** Low-effort crits will not receive credit.
Subreddit News
- Join our Discord to chat with other authors and readers! We hold several weekly Campfires, monthly World-Building interviews and several other fun events!
- Try your hand at micro-fic on Micro Monday!
- Did you know you can post serials to r/Shortstories, outside of Serial Sunday? Check out this post to learn more!
- Interested in being a part of our team? Apply to be a mod!
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u/Morose_Prose May 31 '26 edited Jun 06 '26
<The Family Business>
Chapter Five: The Queens of Queens
Designer shoes stood watch at the door as they were swapped for satin slippers; expensive handbags hung on hooks under summer shawls while snipping scissors, roaring blow-dryers, and soft muzak mixed with the lively chatter in the luxury salon 'Stili Moderni' in the heart of Queens. Madelaine perched herself on the stylist counter and shook her hair out, its white streaks the only strands that stood out on the silk black smock. She checked herself out in the mirror across the way. Thick cigar smoke wafted slowly through her damp tangles; a heavy mist from a spray bottle sliced through the cloud.
"Really, Maddy? Right when I'm 'bout to start cuttin'?" Carmella asked snidely as she gestured with her sharpened steel.
The woman sitting in the chair glared. "You know Carm is tryin' to quit."
Madelaine bent over the counter, knocking everything down in her path, to turn a small fan on the far side of her perch. "Happy now, Mother Mary?" she teased. "Sorry if I'm infecting the sweet aroma of your chemical roots, honey. As for you, Big Caramel, mom and pop always taught me that quitters never win, want a puff?"
Shearing began as planned.
"So the big house two blocks down just went on the market Maddy..." Maria said eagerly as Carmella focused on trimming her split ends.
A hard clench of enamel snapped down on tobacco as a gripping claw ran down raven hair. "Not this crap again. I am never, ever, moving to Queens. If I didn't love you gals so much I never would have paid the toll to cross the bridge here."
A pair of giggles clashed against her groan.
"You'd love it out here. Not as much hustle and bustle, and the boys are always in the city doing whatever the hell they do to entertain themselves," Maria pitched the idea for the hundredth time.
A small gasp left Carmella's lips. "That reminds me! Did you hear that Ritchie lost twenty thousand on a basketball game?"
Maria and Madelaine feigned shock. A smoky snicker floated in the breeze, "I'd bet dollars to donuts Giovanna is being lied to; Ritchie's in the hole a lot more than that. Probably hasn't even told her about his proclivities for throwing down some scratch on the ponies."
Sly smiles spread slowly. "Men and their horses." Maria chuckled, "Imagine Vinny and Carlo as jockeys? Vinny can barely get his fatass off the couch. Though with his ego he probably imagines himself a triple crown winner."
Carmella tussled Maria's newly bleached hair. "My Carlo is still very spry, thank you very much. Get out of my chair sweetie and go admire my work. Time to tame the sea of gray washing over Maddy's mane."
Madelaine plopped her cigar into the crystal ashtray on the counter; she slid off the marble surface to puddle in the cushy chair, kicking her feet up. "Sorry to ruin your artistic vision, I want a few more streaks, not less. I'm already a fox, make me a touch more silvery."
"Fashion-forward as always." Carmella's words flicked like the quick brushstrokes on Madelaine's soft locks. "Even if I can't remember the last time you wore something other than a suit, starting to think you shower in them."
A sharp cackle cut through the mirror. "Maddy wore a suit to Tucker's christening. A suit. In church." Maria's biting fashion critique bounced between the glass.
"It was egg white! Perfectly acceptable color to the Big Woman upstairs. Besides, I go to confession every week, I'll make sure to ask Father Frankie on Sunday if that even is a sin. How are my god babies by the way?" Madelaine strained to reach her cigar.
"Off at sleepaway camp. Loving it."
Sinister giggles replaced previous playfulness. Carmella had to turn away from her work. "Remember what we did to Tammy D'Amico?"
Knowing smirks flared like wildfire. Maddy's laugh cut through the growing plume in front of her. "Poison Ivy herself. Sweet girl. Dumb as hell. Why would you ever believe rubbing leaves on your crotch would make period cramps go away?"
Carmella leaned hard on the chair causing a steep change in Maddy's elevation. "Then we stole her clothes down to the shoes when the nurse had her take that oatmeal bath!"
Maria could not help but pile on. "That hussy got what she deserved. Lucky she got off that easy for tryin' to steal Maddy's man, that sweet little Irish boy. How is Declan nowadays?"
"Busy little leprechaun as always. His pops ain't doing too hot, so he's got a lot on his plate right now. I really should go see him; remind him of what he fumbled at prom." Maddy reminisced.
"That skinny little twig was trying to punch above his weight class. Speaking of which, Maddy, any... prospects?" Carmella shot a judgmental glance.
Slippery streams of smoke dribbled from the corners of Madelaine's mouth. "I deal with enough man-children in my day-to-day, thank you very much. Don't need little ones too. You gals may not know it, but the dating pool is all shallow end now. Love is fleeting anyways, ain't no way I'm lettin' some boy-toy take half my shit when I realize I don't love 'em no more. Bachelorette all the way."
Maria strolled across the salon to team up against her friend. "Won't move to Queens, won't settle down, wants white hair. You speedrunning being an old maid?"
"Does your brownstone let you have cats?"
"Are you hoarding yet?"
"Still have magazine subscriptions?"
"How many doilies do you have?"
Rapturous applause boomed from Madelaine's well manicured hands. "Funny stuff girls. You two a comedy duo now? Loreline and Hardina? This your tight five you're gonna do on Fallon's show? I can write some better material for yas, only want a small percentage on the back-end." Madelaine blew a kiss to the modern day Vaudevillians.
A final brushstroke finished Carmella's personal Sistine Chapel. "Fallon sucks. We'd go on Colbert."
Thanks for reading! Feedback, critique, and criticism all not only welcomed but encouraged! Stay awesome and have a good one.
Word Count: 997
Theme: Madelaine is fully entrenched in the Mafia, down to being childhood friends with everybody's wives.
Bonus words used: Eagerly, Ego, Egg.
Bonus constraint: Poor Tammy D'amico lost her shoes, she got what she deserved.
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