Glen Wiley

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2024

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“Devil's Lake” by Glen Wiley

Submitted to Contest #249

The call came in just after 11 p.m.; Grandpa wouldn’t make it through the night. The brothers took the news like a hammer blow to the chest; they grabbed their jackets and sprang for the car. The twenty-year-old Corolla’s springs creaked as the boys climbed in and rolled out of the dorm parking lot. Mort looked at his brother’s face, framed by his long, straight black hair, with the streetlights casting shadows under his high cheekbones. He imagined their Ho-Chunk ancestors must have looked like that. It was funny to see the difference betw...

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“To Walk” by Glen Wiley

Submitted to Contest #247

Bill stepped into his cube, but before he could set down his coffee and get settled, Sam barked, "Bill! Happy Monday man! One more week and we launch!" "Good morning, Sam.", Bill sighed, "Can it wait until I get some caffeine in my system?" Sam's enthusiasm could be a bit much sometimes. "I'd really like to get settled before we start talking; give me a few minutes." After so many years working together, Bill knew Sam wouldn't be slowed down, so he sipped his coffee and looked over his glasses at Sam, giving him quiet permission. Bill wrappe...

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“...until someone vents the airlock!” by Glen Wiley

Submitted to Contest #246

“Diaz! Fall in. HUP two three four HUP two three four!” Sarge barks in cadence over the squad intercom. LEFT! HUAH!” The squad turns and passes into the airlock. “Squad! HALT! I’m on point for breach.” Sarge’s gravelly voice declares as he takes his position in front of the exit door. “Corporal, you are number two. Jones and Diaz are three and four. Seal your helmets and sound off.” “Aye, Sarge,” says Oleg as the bulk of his personal battle suit hides Sarge from Diaz’s view. “Aye,” says Jones as he steps shoulder to shoulder with Diaz. Sarge...

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“Puppets” by Glen Wiley

Submitted to Contest #245

Tom smiled as he heard his friend knock on the door. “Rod! Thanks for coming over, I was worried that you wouldn’t make it, we only have a few minutes before it begins.” He needed an escape from all the conspiracy stories filling his social media. It would be nice to sit back and chill with his high school buddy. “Thanks for inviting me man, sorry, traffic was nuts.” Rod reached into the fridge and helped himself to a beer. “You’re a smart dude, I know you understand all that tech stuff. What do you think of 5g? Are they trying to contr-” To...

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Author bio

Print and audiobooks decorate my life; I love to read. After many years of working in technology, I've written volumes of technical documentation (mainly non-fiction).