Community Writes

COMMUNITY WRITES is seeking submissions for a new program to engage writers with strong ties to the north Oregon Coast.  Whether you live here all year or visit regularly, we invite our community members to write short pieces inspired by the topics below. Entries may be fiction, non-fiction or memoir and will be published on this page. There is a $5 fee per submission.

We are kicking off this quarterly program with submissions focused on “New Beginnings.”

Topics and Deadlines

“New Beginnings”  December 1, 2020-January 15, 2021
“Baseball”  March 1, 2021-April 15, 2021
“Summer”  June 1, 2021-July 15, 2021
“Colors” September 1, 2021-October 15, 2021

General Guidelines



  • Contributions should be a minimum of 500 words, and no more than 800 words, focused on prompts that will change each quarter.
  • One submission per writer per quarter.
  • Writers will be asked for a brief bio describing their connection to the North Oregon Coast.
  • Submissions will be published as received, on a rolling basis.
  • Entries will be lightly edited, with corrections for typos, misspellings, and grammatical errors.
  • While we discourage anonymous submissions, we recognize there are instances in which writers may feel compromised by identifying themselves. We will consider requests to publish such pieces on an individual basis.
  • We reserve the right to exclude inappropriate content.
  • The first prompt is “New Beginnings.”
  • Contributions are due no later than January 15, 2021 for the inaugural prompt.

Current Postings for "New Beginnings"

Butterflies–Karen West

Nonfiction: Like a nervous teenager about to meet her high school crush, I checked my makeup for the third time, popped an Altoid and anxiously paced the restaurant lobby. My stomach fluttered as he greeted me, flashing his handsome Italian smile. Years ago, I remember being impressed by his swanky first-date choice of Moonshadows, a […]

A New House–Lynn Steinberg

Fiction: Sylvie was in love with her adopted home of Seattle – with the moody, gray skies, the rain, the emerald green landscape. She loved the hum of the city, the coffee shops on every corner, the ferries she rode across Puget Sound. But most of all, she loved her house, a 1928 brick Tudor […]

When Will You Have This Much Time?–Kathie Hightower

Fiction: The scene in front of me looks like Judy Woodruff’s PBS News Hour home office. Bookcase behind her, carefully curated, in my sister’s case arranged by color. I watch the News Hour too. That is one thing we have in common. I prefer Lisa Desjardins’ setting. Spotting her cat on the couch makes her […]

Rumbling Rambles–Jim Stewart

Nonfiction: I can sit on my motorcycle, rumbling down Coast Highway 101, following my front tire to Seaside. As long as there is road, sometimes it isn’t possible to discover a reason to stop. Clustered memories can explode into other years and other roads, where I didn’t know what the horizon was hiding. Each revealed […]

Retirement Blues–Robert “Butch” Freedman

Nonfiction: Retirement is a tricky business. It can even be downright uncomfortable. I’m still trying to figure it out. I know what you’re thinking: What’s to figure out, buddy. All you have to do now is wake up late, drink coffee, and watch TV all day. Well, maybe that will work for the first few […]

Starting Over–Cate Gable

Nonfiction: In my seventh decade I’m starting over. I come from four generations (perhaps more—one can see only so far into the dim past) of keepers. There are boxes filling my garage that my parents loaded out of my grandmother’s house when she died; that my sister and I loaded out of my mother’s house […]

What the Cat Knows–Andy Barker

Fiction: I pick up Frankie’s glass and gulp down the remaining Prosecco. I mean, why waste it? There must have been something else besides the shoes that set her off. I don’t get it, I thought those Converse high tops were totally her. “Jesus Christ, Jeremy. Really? I mean really?” That’s all she said. Converse […]

Shoot the Moon-Ellis Conklin

Fiction: Jack Brooks was in his kitchen with his cat Bandito when he heard the mailman clattering up the steps of the Alice Arms Apartments. Jack was making dumplings from recipes in the thick German cookbooks he took from his mother’s place, along with a stack of old Reader’s Digests and some old tome from […]

All the Time in the World–Laura Bailey

Nonfiction: I always knew I’d stand on this deck, look out over those boats, smell that sea. I’d seen it in every possible season, although only in my mind.  Snow piles glistening with ice leaning crazy-high, carved sideways by a January wind. White sailcloth slicked with the silvery gleam of March rain reflecting a leaden […]

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