Geoffrey Archer

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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8 Stories

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“Tommy Comet Gets Cancelled” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #88

Liz From The Internet was focused, making sure she didn’t screw up. Being sure she was recording she was recording a wide shot. “I don’t think this is going to work Tommy.” She remarked as she zoomed in and out on her screen. “The two-way mirror is impossible for the camera to record the room.” Tommy Comet looked through the two-way mirror. “Well we have the CCTV footage.” Tommy almost felt bad for a mom...

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“Alien Invasion” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #34

My father would have disapproved of their attendance. After I first met them up close I realized the ugly and brutish creatures softened their features to resemble ours.   “They assume a form like ours to help us feel more comfortable around them,” my mom explained. They will never be beautiful though. When they joined our society they brought a wealth of new technologies. Without hesitation we adopted their tools and welcomed the Aliens into our world. Over the course of decades our civilizations merge...

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“Disease Struck ” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #33

“I need to see a doctor!” a woman, in goth black attire urged as she leaned against the counter. Breathe reeking of onion and alcohol spilled over.                                    The nurses currently working at this urgent care covered their mouths which were already covered by masks. “Okay have you been here before?”  The nurse asked in the sweetest ...

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“Moon To Pieces ” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #32

In the sky, the rim around the shining white circle was a golden light. Every evening she would stare out her window, forever preoccupied. Staring at the moon, she didn’t look happy except for a small spark in her eye hazel eyes. When she wasn’t taking care of the shop she worked in, she’d be sitting on the miniature chair she was given to wait instruction resting her elbows against the window sill and eyeing the night sky through the thin glass window.“Excuse me,” A tall customer kneeling over the counter announced to her.&nb...

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“Dead or Not” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #29

Dripping and about to turn the corner, his ears perked up as his heels slowed. He stood their hovering in the shadow of the wall listening.               “I can’t believe anyone would actually come to visit her.”               Woman in scrubs sat around, gossiping away.               “She’s los...

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“A Heterosexual Moment” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #28

First dates, whether they’re terrible or amazing, aren’t always the best indicators for the compatibility of two people. Sometimes a date is good, for example a date that ends without sex. Some are bad. Like many other bad dates that take you to a trailer park, or a convenience store, or where you get kicked out of someone’s house, this date started at a bar. We had been in a relationship for a few months. Finding a boyfriend in a place where you bumped into somebody whenever you stepped out of your apartment was difficult though....

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“Overboard” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #27

Overboard The train, like a missile on magnetic tracks, shot through the fog. The wind whistled at its back. The windows crystallizing with ice as the sleek silver passenger car passed through the Appalachian range. On one side the shadows of mountains rose up in the distance, and on the other a lake of water stood glimmering. The occupants inside, lying on luxurious red velvet, were submerged in darkness as the train moved into a tunnel. People of all kinds settled into the crisp cabin air. There was plenty of leg ro...

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“Mom Overboard ” by Geoffrey Archer

Submitted to Contest #1

Trevor’s eyes were hazel and bright in the afternoon sun. His black bangs hanging over his long eyelashes. We smiled together, mine hidden behind my thin lips, his wide and flashy. I ran through the forest, dancing along with the spirals of light shining through the tree tops. He followed after. My house was at the end where the path turned into a Cul-de-sac. It was a two story modern home with white shutters and large windows on the corner of Borrow street. I had lived there all of my life but despite that living there had always felt f...

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