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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020
Submitted to Contest #97
Please comment and advise! She had just been looking in the mirror, trying to decide whether or not the green color was okay for the dinner at Shelby's, when there was a tap on the window. Ariana turned, clutching her lacy top to her chest. The tap was light and purposeful. Perhaps just a tree branch? A stray pebble? There was nothing visible in the quickly dimming twilight outside the house. The tap came again – no, it wasn't a tap. It was a knock. Someone knocking on her window? Ariana's heart began to pound. She laid the dress on the be...
Submitted to Contest #81
Please comment and tell me what you think! So, in case my mentor tracks you down and asks you, tell him I'd been seeing the human for at least a month before he asked me out. In the mornings I go to this doughnut place near my... living quarters. Of course I try to stay in the corner... you would too if you were me. But although I tried almost every corner table, I still got stares and points, if anyone noticed me at all. So one day I got there early and I picked a different corner table. I sat back with my six doughnuts, leaned against the ...
Submitted to Contest #79
Second Story on Reedsy! Please comment and advise! Vaffer twisted his hatchet moodily in his hands, staring at the full moon. It was past the second watch, but he knew sleep was hopeless. He hadn't bothered to wake Riggot, who looked as peaceful as if he was lying on a feather bed. Except that, unlike Vaffer, Riggot had probably never been in a feather bed. With a heavy sigh, the young dwarf sat back against the tree. Two years was a long time for anyone to be away. But for him... Riggot mumbled something about roasted squirrel and his wei...
Submitted to Contest #71
You are invited! Willa, Daughter of Rane, is hosting a cookie exchange! No potato cookies allowed. Minimum: 1 dozen. Maximum: 3 rabbit sets December 10th Year of the Primrose. RSVP Bunsy stared at the little green card. RSVP. He hadn't responded. But he was here anyway. He put the invitation back in his pocket. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe she was sorry. Maybe she forgot who he was. Maybe she just liked his cookies. He didn't know. The stool in the corner was soft and squishy. How come he never remembered to water his? Everyone watered th...
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