Esther Andrews

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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“Boo Boo” by Esther Andrews

I’ve always longed for an elusive something…a void in my life I never seem able to fill. Early in my career, I became a workaholic, with my drive for perfection steering me on my unrelenting path. But year after year, the elusive 'it' was missing. In parallel, I sought out relationships, failing miserably at every turn. The gap between what I had and what wasn’t there only seemed to grow. Shouldn’t one of these two most obvious things fill me up?I then pursued an en...

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“The Last Two People on Earth” by Esther Andrews

Monday started out like any other normal day. I slapped my hand (hard) on the snooze button a few times too many, knowing with each slap that I was pushing the envelope on the amount of time it would take me to shower, get dressed, and do my hair and makeup, yet still get to work on time. By the fourth time the alarm buzzed incessantly, I muttered, “Ok, ok, I’m getting up now.”For good or for bad...I have this habit I can’t seem to break. I personify inanimate objects as if at some point they will actually be able to...

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“Worst Date in the History of Time” by Esther Andrews

On my quest for love, my path has, most unfortunately, intersected with an electrifying hoard of men vying for my attention. And by ‘electrifying,’ I mean not-one-bit-electrifying. Many a man I’ve had to throw back into the dating pool so they could swim off. Preferably to some other woman who is not me.Many a man has tried to convince me they were my knight in shining armor, all the while strategically concealing their narcissism, sociopathic tendencies, or straight up bipolar disorder. That and the one with an ex-girlf...

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“A Day Late and a Dollar Short” by Esther Andrews

I married a dumbass. Unfortunately, I’d become acutely aware of how much of a dumbass he was several months before the nuptials, but please don’t judge me too harshly. The ball was rolling down hill and there didn’t seem to be any way to stop the wedding. Relatives from my side had already booked their transcontinental flights and my fiancé’s father was a public figure, so scores of people whose social status eclipsed ours by thousands of miles made the final cut of our invite list. My mother was having the time of her life planning the c...

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Author bio

I'm a freelance writer/editor and blogger. Random stuff happens, I write about it: https://wordpress.com/view/mylifeisacautionarytale.wordpress.com. I'm also published on SharpHeels.com and Jottful.com. I torment myself over the content of every email I write to ensure it is articulate and ever-so-slightly whimsical. You're writers. You get it.