Singer Stories

The crisp autumn afternoon brought with it an unexpected arrival - an invitation discreetly tucked among Eva's fan mail. As a renowned singer, she had grown accustomed to receiving bizarre requests and offers, but this particular one stood out. The envelope, jet black and sealed with an ornate, blood-red wax stamp bearing an unfamiliar symbol, piqued her curiosity. Upon opening it, she found a delicate, handwritten note....

I love playing the guitar, but for some reason, the sound of tuning irks me soooo much! I’ve been playing since I was thirteen and got a super cheap black acoustic for my birthday. My boyfriend at the time thought it was dumb and that girls shouldn’t play the guitar. It’s weird that we didn’t work out, huh? Instead, I studied, practiced, and got really fucking good. I put out my first album when I was nineteen (please do...

"Another birthday," Rebecca thought to herself. It was nice to spend it at home. She had spent too many birthdays on tour. She had spent eight months touring once and thirteen months another time. Finally, after several years of touring, it was nice not to be performing on her birthday. She was happy just to celebrate with her family and friends, and her boyfriend. She smiled at the thought. The celebration was wrapping u...

“Oh my God! This is so exciting! How does it feel to know that you’re gonna be Mrs. Cameron Joseph?” Olivia’s friend Jeanine asked while eyeing her ring. Tatiana had invited a few of their closest friends out to lunch to break the news about her sister’s engagement. “It feels amazing. Cam and I haven’t known each other that long at all, but we know each other like we’ve been there through everything. I love him so much an...

My name is Cheyenne. I'm sixteen and have been working to become a famous singer since I was little. My mom has taken me to years of singing lessons, auditions, and festivals trying to make this happen, but so far nothing has really gone my way. I really do have a good voice and I'm very pretty. Last year a talent scout from L.A. said I was talented and that my body was perfect, except my boobs which he said were too smal...

When I was almost 19 I was in love with a man. A much older man. At 43 years old, he could’ve been my father, but he didn’t at all look his age. I don’t know how he managed to stay so frozen in time, but his smooth, porcelain skin didn’t appear to be a day over 30. A few of my friends had raised their eyebrows at my latest infatuation, not because of the age, but because he wasn’t “conventionally” attractive. He was very...