Daniel Brandt

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2023

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Ghastly Shadows of the Yuletide Christmas Dinner” by Daniel Brandt

Submitted to Contest #228

In the spectral glow of a frostbitten Christmas Eve, August approached the venerable home of his beloved Clara's parents, his heart a tumultuous sea of nerves and anticipation. The old house, adorned with the trappings of the season, seemed to brood under the weight of untold stories, its walls groaning with the secrets of yesteryears. August, clutching a velvet ring box in his pocket, steadied himself for a night of re...

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“A Tomorrow Letter” by Daniel Brandt

Submitted to Contest #212

John Mayors fumbled with a book about dolphins and their relationships, a chocolate muffin from yesterday and a giant spiders nest of keys in the other hand as he arrived at his destination. A charming green post office door that had been painted a vast number of times throughout the years since its inception more than a hundred years ago, which had created a moon-like surface if one looked closely. Postman Mayors rarel...

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“They are not alone.” by Daniel Brandt

Submitted to Contest #210

There was a time when words mattered. They were expensive. Writing was maybe cheap on paper. But editing, printing, distribution, exposure. Not everyone could write. Talent, connections, and money, that’s what defined writers. Nowadays, everyone can shitpost on Twitter and make a name for themselves. Create a following. Be a part of a cult. The threshold for opinions has been obliterated.And here I am, trying to shape words into something that matters, something that is more than a commodit...

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“The Alien Affair.” by Daniel Brandt

Submitted to Contest #210

"I'm just sayin’, maybe it was good that the aliens took over you know?" Tony said as he forced a shovel into the ground, prying away frost-bitten dirt. "It wasn't that amazing before am I right? It's more clear now you know what I mean?". He filled the shovel and threw the dirt over his shoulder. He was the spitting image of a New Jersey man in a leather jacket that drank and hit his wife too much in order to do what he had to do to do the things he had to do.

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“The Mumbai Chase” by Daniel Brandt

Submitted to Contest #209

Title: Midnight Mumbai Dash It was early morning and the rain poured down on Rajesh's taxi and only dim lights lit up his cabin. It was a Hindustan Ambassador from the 90s and was his pride and joy. Black on the sides and yellow on the top, a Buddha hung from the rearview mirror. Not that he was a strong believer, but he and Buddha looked a bit similar so it made him smile. He was parked outside of...

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Author bio

Just a guy trying to write something that someone would like to read besides myself. I try different styles to improve my writing, albeit I think I've found my preferred "voice".