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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #201
Angela stood in the arena, standing at her seat long after the other attendees had left. Perhaps to continue their celebrations elsewhere. She was stupefied to say the least. Her favorite band, The Epiphanies, long since disbanded, had agreed to perform a series of concerts, never to tour again once they were done. She had never been allowed to attend their concerts in her teens, what with super strict parents. In her early twenties she could find nobody else to go with, she was alone in her love for them. Given that at that age, she would r...
Submitted to Contest #122
So here it is again.It seems to arrive sooner every year. Didn't Halloween just exit? Now here we are again, she thought to herself. Black Friday. The day after Thanksgiving where seemingly every human is bound and determined to show how much they care in material form. It was all a sham, a way to force people into more debt. The only way to show you care is with some newfangled product, a luxurious piece of jewelry, all of which an average person on a salary could ill afford. That is, if you believed the retailers and the advertisements tha...
Submitted to Contest #120
She looked back at her life, revisiting memories of her past in a photo album. She had a more nuanced perspective now however. All those memories, taunting her, reminding her of all that she once had that was now gone. That trip to Italy, those family beach trips, birthday dinners, all of them. Photos of a time that she had once looked so fondly at, now remind her that she mourns something that may have only existed in her mind. She knew that her circumstances were at least partly her fault. She had stayed too long at the party, because she ...
Submitted to Contest #58
She read the text message over and over, hoping to decipher something not heartbreaking in it. To see if she misread the intention behind the message. Surely her message to him didn't start this chaos. She reads it again once more, looking for the hope somewhere in the message. "Maybe I need to leave to see how I feel about things." No, she read it right the first time and the five hundredth time. He was intent on leaving her. How did they get here? She knew that he had been distant lately, going to bed around 4 am, right before she needed t...
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