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Submitted to Contest #24
The thing about space is that you are always in the belly of it. Making a wrong turn can lead you to the bowels. It’s worse than taking the wrong exit off the 99 in downtown Seattle. Earth is set to be demolished today. I am from earth originally but now I live as a student on Saturn’s Rings. I’m studying to be a space pilot, exploring new lands, reaching out to other galaxies, expanding the collective knowledge of the universe. But today I wanted to take a break from exploring and return home. For the last time. “I think we were...
Submitted to Contest #23
He hauls the beast from the woodlands to the town. He felt poor calling a deer a beast, for deer are good spirits of the forest, but during hard times it is easier to call many things beast. His family waits for him. They are not starving but they are hungry, they haven’t had meat in a week or so. There was a snow the sky had during the hunt, made it harder to track the beast. But track he must and track he did— tracked it down to the furthest place you can go down— tracked it down to death. Calling it a beast made it seem heavier aroun...
Submitted to Contest #22
The ball drop is a wake up call. It’s December 31st soon to be January 1st. I’m drunk as a skunk and getting into my car. It’s North Georgia, there are a few bars and a small town with local businesses, a diner, and some roads, roads that wind and suddenly catch up to you, and when they do catch up, you have to wonder how long it’s been since you felt something, and if you took a right or a left at the fork. At least, that’s what I always wondered when I realized I was driving. Nowadays I drive and I don’t even think about it. It’s a se...
Submitted to Contest #21
Hindsight 2020. The windows are boarded up like the Starbucks Reserve on Mayday. It’s not a hurricane and the Storm aren’t around anymore. Someone stealing your Amazon packages from your doorstep isn’t considered a break-in, is it? I’ve heard they are called Porch Pirates. That’s a stupid name. It’s like Jean Valjean except the bread is AirPods. I mean Santa breaks into everyone’s house, doesn’t he? And no one has a problem with that. Just because he leaves gifts instead of takes them doesn’t make it any less of a break ...
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