Under The Cold Prairie Moon

Jake lay the rifle across the lip of the rock and wiped sweat from his eyes. His eyesight was not as good as the kid’s and his hands not as steady, but the kid was dead and Jake couldn’t save him and now Jake was alone.

CWG Members Present Published Work

We are excited to announce our next meeting for Tuesday, February 10, at which several of our members will present their published work. As we've done in the past, we'll hear from five or six readers, break for browsing the snacks and the book tables, and then hear from another group of readers. Whether you... Continue Reading →

February Fiction Contest Open

The Chattanooga Writers’ Guild seeks submissions of Fiction with the theme Edges. Writers may interpret the theme as loosely as they wish. Deadline to submit up to three (3) stories of 1,500 words each is February 28, 2026. Check out the full submission guidelines HERE. Author and long-time CWG member Hannah Sandoval will judge this month’s submissions. Winners will... Continue Reading →

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