Carolyn O'B

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

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“When Miss Gwen Came to Town” by Carolyn O'B

Submitted to Contest #260

     “What kind of fish goes fishing,” Megan asked me that game night in 2022. We were playing a trivia game. I hesitated, then threw my hands up in defeat. “Anglerfish,” she exclaimed. She read the blurb under the answer. “Female anglerfish have a modified dorsal ray that resembles a fishing pole. A luminescent organ dangles from the tip like bait. It hangs directly in front of the fish’s mouth, the hypnotic glow from the organ/bait attracting prey.” She was intrigued, and the following evening she was on her laptop...

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“Trailblazer” by Carolyn O'B

Submitted to Contest #257

 INT. - OLIVIA’S AND HER ROOMMATE TIM’S APARTMENT - SATURDAY EVENINGPhone rings. OLIVIA (Answers phone) Hello Jane. JANEWill you answer when I’m in a car crash and calling from a stranger’s phone? OLIVIAIf I don’t recognize the caller ID, I don’t answer. And if you’re in a car crash, I hope you have the sense to dial emergency before calling me. JANEDon’t ever let me use you as my emergency contact. Olivia huffs. JANESpeaking of emergencies, I have been summoned to Scranton. Can you stay here with Babs until Sunday? OLIVIAWell, I guess...

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“Creation” by Carolyn O'B

Submitted to Contest #247

         Victor’s entire body jerked, and when he opened his fluttering eyes, he discovered that he was teetering on the edge of his mattress. He rolled onto his back and turned his head, staring quizzically at the figures on the shelves across the room. A variety of creatures looked back at him. He threw back the comforter, stretched, and tumbled to the floor with a thump. Fully awake now, he stood and lumbered over to the shelves while running his fingers through his disheveled, raven locks.&nbs...

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“Delusion” by Carolyn O'B

Submitted to Contest #246

         Clint was twelve years old when he was first punched in the face. The burning, throbbing sensations he felt in his cheek were definitely unexpected. The force caused him to stumble backward, and he fell on his bum. He has seen fist fights on television, the “punch-er” would take the initial shot and the “punch-ee” would appear to be infuriated, prompting him or her to retaliate. But the pain Clint felt was physical and he was reluctant to fight back and risk another blow. He also felt a b...

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Author bio

Carolyn O’Brien lives in Pennsylvania, USA. She writes horror, dark fantasy, and speculative fiction. Her stories can be heard on podcasts and read in a few anthologies.