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One Long Breath… Held

Tender flash fiction. Held in a breath. Lived in moments. Stories of quiet love, memory, and healing — written in whispers, not shouts. First-person. Emotionally true. Always lingering.

A quiet beginning

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Issue №1 — December 2025

Hello, and welcome.

I wasn’t sure if I’d write this. Not because I didn’t want to, but because writing directly to someone feels so different from writing a story. There’s no character to hide behind here. Just me. And you. And this shared breath between us.

But the more stories I published in One Long Breath… Held, the more I felt that maybe this deserved a quiet space of its own. A place where I could gather what’s left behind, the half-lines, the scraps, the breath that follows a story but never quite lands inside it.

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That’s what this newsletter will be.

Not marketing. Not announcements. Just a soft note in your inbox, once a week, maybe, sharing something still, something true. A story that lingered. A line that refused to be written. A thought I didn’t want to leave behind.

I think we live so much of our lives between the obvious things. Between the yes and the no. Between the “hello” and the “goodbye.” And in those in-between moments, something real waits, quietly, to be felt. That’s what I’m chasing here. The ache between heartbeats. The breath you hold just before someone speaks.

Thank you for letting me write to you like this.
It means more than I can say.

I’ll be back soon, with something small, and (hopefully) something that stays.

Until then…
Fin

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Edward Finlayson M7THY
Edward Finlayson M7THY

Written by Edward Finlayson M7THY

Christian PHP Developer and DevOps with 30+ years of experience in all aspects of the industry. Hobbies include amateur radio, creative writing and baking.

One Long Breath… Held
One Long Breath… Held

Published in One Long Breath… Held

Tender flash fiction. Held in a breath. Lived in moments. Stories of quiet love, memory, and healing — written in whispers, not shouts. First-person. Emotionally true. Always lingering.