Menu

Prompts

Directory Contests Magazine FAQ

Apps

reedsymarketplace

Hire professionals for your project

reedsyblog

Advice, insights and news

reedsylearning

Online publishing courses

reedsylive

Free publishing webinars

reedsydiscovery

Launch your book in style

Bestseller Podcast Book Cover Art Success Stories

Tools

Book Promotion Sites Book Review Blogs Booktube Channel Guide Book Title Generator Character Name Generator Independent Publishers Literary Agents Literary Magazines Pen Name Generator Plot Generator Publishers Directory Short Story Ideas Writing Contests Writing Exercises Writing Scholarships

Menu

Prompts

Contests

Stories

Blog

Directory

Contests

Magazine

FAQ

Don Beausoleil

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2022

Stories (3)

Comments

Library

1 Followers

0 Following

3 Stories

54 karma pts

?

How not to Prepare for a Monsoon

Submitted to Contest #288

My suitemates get a kick out of shopping with me. Ever since that random person at the Safeway on Seventh Avenue made fun of me for asking about the best crawfish spots in Phoenix, they’ve been on my tail – no pun intended. Every time I go shopping with them, they laugh as I try and fail to find Louisiana staples. Gumbo filé? No luck. Enjoy some watery soup. After trying that one butcher in town who sells andouille and boudin, I doubt that man has ever set foot anywhere near the Bayou State. My friends’ jokes don’t let up when we go to coffe...

8 likes

A new house

Submitted to Contest #285

Each long summer since Cindy’s children left has been full of aspirations beyond sporadic cleaning streaks. Each long summer was the summer Cindy would start crafting, would take up a job to augment her teacher salary, would take that trip to see her daughter in New Mexico. Each long summer was ultimately full of Candy Crush, self-hatred for being on the Candy Crush leaderboard, and calls from her mother. Her mom always had a sixth sense when it came to phone calls. When she raised her three kids, her mother would wait until the exact moment...

6 likes

Editing the End of the World

Submitted to Contest #158

The end of the world, Emilie learned, is no excuse to throw out her nine-to-five schedule. Especially not on editing day. She grumbled as she pawed at her nightstand for her glasses and instead knocked over a mess of papers littered with red scribbles. Her vision was two years beyond her lenses’ help, but they were the best she had until the world rediscovered ophthalmology. Outside, the eternal clouds hung over the bucolic Montana town that escaped most of the new-world dangers. The crunchy, moss-colored garden her bedroom window backed up...

8 likes