Advice, insights and news
Free 10-day publishing courses
Free publishing webinars
Free EPUB & PDF typesetting tool
Launch your book in style
Assemble a team of pros
A weekly short story contest
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020
Ellie was running late. She had considered canceling when she realized, but knew that would raise questions that she did not want to answer. Instead she arrived home, late, and exhausted. She changed into an “appropriate” outfit and headed out the door. She cursed as she almost got her dress stuck in the door of the car. It wasn’t a new drew, but she didn’t wear this kind of thing often, and between the dress and heel...
“I don’t want to go mom.” “I didn’t ask you if you wanted to go, I told you we were going. It’s your cousin’s birthday, she is turning six and she wants you there.” He interrupted her. “She has her school friends Mom, she isn’t going to give a shit if I miss out, and Sandra is having a pool party.” Sandra, oh beautiful Sandra who always wore a bikini even though she never swam.
Oliver sat on the bed staring at the closet. It was a daunting task, going through someone else’s belongings. To look at what remained and decide what did and did not have value. It felt wrong to throw away any of it. Benjamin had had so little in the end that every bit of it must have been precious to him. You acquire a lot of things over your life, as you and your space grow, but then there comes a ...
He sat pressing his right cheek up against the cool window. He had his arms wrapped around his messenger bag, trying to make himself as small as possible. He tried to focus on the rhythmic clanging of the train running along the rails, the rain on the window, anything to take his attention away from the claustrophobic number of people on the train. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum He felt a foot tap again...
I hate the city. I am alone here, and nobody knows who I am, no one cares. I could disappear and no one would notice. It’s the first place I have ever lived that I am afraid to walk around at night. In winter, when the days run short, I am forced to run straight home to avoid being caught out after dark. When I do finally get home, I always lock the door immediately. Even then check it...
This was it. The moment that my life had turned into a romantic cliché. This one being “and there was only one bed”. I had known it was too good to be true when my friend Lara had turned up after eight months of radio silence and offered me her ticket. A 10-day long vacation in Hawaii, and all I had to pay was my own airfare. She had assured me that the rest was covered, an all inclusive actually. It had...
Elanor paused before she spoke. Was it time for her to speak? Was that gap for dramatic effect, or was Thomas really done speaking? She ran through 47,329 scenarios in the 20 second silence and before she could insert her reply, she was beat to it by another. She didn’t understand how they knew it was their turn. They had such a limited processing capacity, and yet with certainty they knew when it was ...
She stood in the middle of the store staring longingly at the brightly colored package. She wanted to try it, it was a simple thing, such an incredibly simple thing. Made for children really, but she wanted it anyways. It was a beginner’s kit of sculpting clay. She turned and hurried from the store, sad in a way she couldn’t explain. She wasn’t good with clay; she had tried many times before and it never quite turned ou...
‘This is the biggest mistake I have ever made.’ He thought, as he stood beside the car staring in horror at the smoke rising into the air. It was supposed to be romantic. A rustic cabin, in the middle of the woods. No electricity, no internet, no phone, just the two of the for one night and two blissful days. Tom had even looked into the details, even though Dessy probabl...
Trigger warning: Suicide "I choose myself’" Les sighed as he made the vow, and he turned his collar up against the harsh wind. He looked down over the edge of the building. This building was 100-126 feet tall; he knows that because stating the estimated building heights from the number of floors was something Cal used to do as they walked by them. Every time they walked by one over 8 floors actually. It was a little-known fact but if you fall from a distance 48 feet you have a 5...
Anne Mc Sommers has not written a bio yet!
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email: