Donald Mewha

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“A Helping Hand” by Donald Mewha

Submitted to Contest #37

The woods were hungry.That’s how Victor always thought of it. It was like some sort of primordial god awaiting its offerings. The massive stretch of forest that surrounded the Blue Ridge Parkway, running from south of Fancy Gap, through Shenandoah National Park and finally north of Front Royal. It was a ribbon of asphalt threading its way along hilltops and through the trees, funneling travelers through the backwoods and to some of the most breathtaking scenes that Victor had ever seen. It was only natural to help to feed them.He’d been hiki...

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“It comes...” by Donald Mewha

Submitted to Contest #36

This account was discovered among the remains of one of the hunting parties of the Golden Sept, lost twelve suns past. A search for the missing Folk revealed a grisly trail of suffering and a new, terrible fate that awaits us all. Day 1The massive creature fell upon our campsite without warning, bursting from the shadows without warning and wrapping its meaty paws around Ren's soft form and tearing her in twain before any of her companions could so much as raise our weapons. As the rest of us arose, it stuffed her remains into its massi...

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“The Thaw” by Donald Mewha

Submitted to Contest #35

It had been a long, hard winter there was no denying it.Jake sat in the living room, staring at his wife Maddie laying on the couch across the room. She lay there in silence, as she had most days over the past several weeks. Drink in hand, he reflected on what he'd been through over the past year. What they’d been through, really. Neither of them had been prepared for the sort of pressures that isolation had brought on them. They hadn’t been prepared to stew in the juices of the flaws of their relationship, cut off from the rest of the world...

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Author bio

The oldest of five siblings, I grew up in suburban Philadelphia. With a full house, books were one of the few places to escape, which led to frequent visits to anywhere from Middle Earth to Coruscant to Maycomb, Alabama throughout my formative years. After studying Political Science at Penn State University, I embarked on my professional life, which naturally had nothing to do with my college major, but left plenty of time to act as an editor and member of a variety of collaborative writing projects over the next decade and a half. I currently live just outside of Washington, DC with my wife, children, and too many cats.