David Morrison

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Miracle” by David Morrison

Dylan came home from work on a Tuesday night in early November, took off his clothes and climbed in the shower. He was exhausted, he had painful blisters on his feet, the sciatic nerve in his back had been acting up, he was dirty, lonely, and cold. The shower let out a warm wave of water, it felt so good, but the moment quickly ended when the water stopped running. It took a minute to process but Dylan understood quickly that the downstairs neighbors didn't pay their electric bill again and some of Dylan's utilities were tied to his ...

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“Hotel Astor” by David Morrison

William got off the N train at Broadway and 42nd street and headed north towards One Astor Plaza. It was 10:30 in the morning on a chilly November day. He loved seeing the bright lights of Times Square, but the crowds of tourists and the noise of the busy streets can be overpowering. William was a young man, just 27, he recently passed the bar exam after three tries, and was on his way to interview at Viacom for their legal department. He was wearing his best suit, an Anderson & Sheppard, dark navy blue with pin stripes. He was...

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“The Guy From Work” by David Morrison

He was jealous, angry, and bitter. Just the mention of "the guy from work" made his insecurities boil up inside of him. Peter didn't like feeling this way, but the lessons he learned from the past were too hard wired in him. Women were evil to him, but he needed their love, or at least, he believed he did. After all society tells us that we are failures if we are not loved. Something that the 41 year old didn't realize is, that if one is unable to love themselves, than it would be impossible for anyone else to. He had b...

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“A Different Frequency” by David Morrison

It's an overcast autumn day. It has been several days since I have spoken to anyone. I'm in a relationship, or at least, I'm not entirely certain it is still going on. Had we broken up? Did we have a fight that I had forgotten? Lately I've been feeling scattered, as if my brain were a shattered mirror and I was trying to figure out the broken pieces and put them back together. My mood has been dark, and I feel a deep sense of loneliness. I've been having trouble concentrating, or remembering things. Did I miss something important? ...

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Author bio

Native New Yorker, attended SUNY New Paltz for Fine Art, aspiring writer, part time Taoist, painter, former cigarette smoker, wicked sense of humor. Good guy with bad vices. Born in 1978, father of an amazing teenage daughter.