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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020
Submitted to Contest #52
It happened on the night shift, like everything does.The music on the speaker system was jumping more than usual. It was because of the blizzard: I knew that. The intermittent tunes combined with the rattling of the glass entrance still had me checking over my shoulder. I anticipated a ghoul around the corner of every aisle, for a monstrous tendril to reach out the freezer and grab my leg.I was the last one left. I imagined my colleagues were home eating warm food, watching a movie, curled up with a loved one. Not me though. Well, not Barney...
Submitted to Contest #48
It’s one of those nights where time is slow. Where my eyes are tired, but my mind is buzzing. I have to get up for work in the morning, though if anything, that just makes me more reluctant to sleep. The living room is dark for all but the lonely glow of the television. I pull my blanket around me and settle in. I’m kidding myself if I think I’m going anywhere but the fridge anytime soon. I’m watching some sort of documentary about whether the titanic was haunted – or was it whether the chef was from outer space? All this late-night telev...
Submitted to Contest #47
You await the letter eagerly. Will it be red or blue? It feels like a red day today, but you have no idea. That’s the point really, what this is all about. This is your 78th letter since you moved here. Yes, you’ve counted. Sad? Perhaps. But hey, you did it. 6:57 a.m. So close. You fidget on your feet like an impatient toddler. Yesterday was a blue day. A blue envelope, and the number five printed on the letter inside. The same combination of number and colour was delivered on May 22nd. It rained that day, and you remember that: you made ...
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