Elli Price

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2024

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“Final Confession” by Elli Price

Submitted to Contest #234

Father O’Reilly made the sign of the cross over the bed. He had given the last rights a hundred times, but every time felt like the first. There is a strange emotional tension around those who know they are dying and are at peace with it. The priest had found a good gulp of whiskey before entering helped him get through. For medicinal purposes of course, or at least that’s what he told himself.Sister Olga had lived a good life, more than 60 years of it as a nun. He had always liked her feisty spirit, although it got her into trouble with her...

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“Wine Wednesday” by Elli Price

Submitted to Contest #233

“I am not over-reacting!” Edie screamed as she smashed the golf club into Dean’s shoulder. He yelped in pain and retreated behind the couch, holding a cushion with a happy yellow duck on it up as a shield. “Hon, stop! You’re going mental!” he cried. “I am not mental!” she shouted, bringing the golf club down on the ugly lamp he had brought home from that boys weekend last year. Damn, she hated that lamp. “You stop!” “How about you just put the four-iron down and we can talk about this,” he said in a conciliatory tone. He peeked out around ...

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“The Keeper” by Elli Price

Submitted to Contest #232

It was a dark and stormy night. Really stormy. Amos had never seen a storm like it in all his years. Thunderous waves crashed against the rocks as he fought to secure the boat against the pier. With every wave and gust of wind she tore against the ropes, wrenching to be free. He did his best, the wind whipping the constant rain into his face and blinding him. It would do. It would have to do. He could do no better. He looked up at the light beaming from the top of the lighthouse, followed its steady arc across the water. The dark of the sto...

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Author bio

50-ish, Australian, possibly mad (but in the nice way). Taking the plunge and writing my first novel, slowly. Give me a year :)