David Winfield

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2024

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“My Portland Epiphany” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #249

WARNING: The story contains profanity. “Goddamnit!” I yelled as I pounded the steering wheel. “Have you ever heard of appropriately placed signage, Portland?!” This was the third trip across the wrong bridge, leading me exactly where I had been before — the wrong place. I just wanted to get home, which meant I needed to find the entrance to I-5. Well, I would do that using my Map app, but my stupid iPhone battery doesn’t hold a charge anymore, and it gave up the ghost two hours ago. And, these stupid road signs that say, go this way, and tur...

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“Glitter Blizzard” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #239

The device arrived in a stunningly beautiful way. No matter where you stood on this rotating ball we call the earth, you couldn’t escape the mysterious, glitter-like substance that rained down from the sky over the course of a single day. The spectral shower floating in the air flittered to the ground, covering everything with a thin coating that caused the sunlight to scatter into colorful prismatic rays. The internet was filled with thousands of videos, showing events like the Statue of Liberty glittering proudly or the Great Pyramids of G...

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“Mrs. Crawford” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #237

I don't want to do this today. I should just keep driving to the coast–not tell anyone. Jim wouldn’t feed the cats, though. Dammit! He's so unreliable. I can't leave my babies in a lurch. Why did I choose a man-child? Damn my weakness for blue eyes and tight jeans.I pulled my Prius into the parking lot and took my usual spot near the back entrance, in the shade. It was 6:30 am, but it was already starting to get hot. Going to be a scorcher, I thought, as I pulled out my ID badge, swiped it, and pulled open the building door.“Good morning, An...

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“Forest Run” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #235

The green Subaru crunched along the forest service road as the passengers admired the early morning scenery. The sunlight broke through the evergreens that the gravel road cut through, spotlighting the verdant understory.“I really appreciate you helping me train. I couldn’t get my husband to agree to run with me. He’s just not very supportive,” said Sandra.“Not a problem,” answered Katelyn. “If you wanted me to run the whole way with you, I couldn’t. But your idea of meeting along the path is brilliant. It’s been years since I have run more ...

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“Purple Fringed Purse” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #234

"Mom! I'm a grown man," I said, strangling my cell phone. "I don't need any help scheduling my life.""I know, son. I'm just trying to suggest maybe you don't have enough time to go fishing today. You're flying out to visit your sister in three hours. She'll be very disappointed if you miss your flight.""I'm not going fishing. I’m just going to go down to the river and test out this new lure I bought to make sure it works like it should. It will only take me fifteen minutes, thirty tops.""Son, you live fifteen minutes from the river. It'll ta...

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“Wick Aflame” by David Winfield

Submitted to Contest #232

AmbushThe massive hand-hewn spear whistled through the forest in search of its target. With a sickening thud, the jagged steel tip tore through the chain-mail armor, gouging and ripping as it pinned its victim to a damp cedar tree trunk. Embúr, the wood elf, let out a cry of pain as he grabbed the violently vibrating shaft and tried to stop it from moving. His face was a mask of distressing agony as he bit his lip to muffle the sound, not wanting his attackers to find his exact location. He focused and centered his mind, ignoring the gushing...

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Author bio

I'm a writer, recently cured of imposter syndrome, eager to walk the brilliant textual path revealed before me. I'm humbly open to input. Please feel free to comment.