Gerald Daniels

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (20)

20 Stories

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“Sober” by Gerald Daniels

Submitted to Contest #81

               I woke before dawn, opened my eyes to the blackness and sighed out the remains of a dream that was already slipping away. The darkness slowly turned to a murky blue and I focused on a circle of damp plaster on the ceiling above my bed. A shaft of light seeped around the edge of the window blind and lit a slither of carpet that extended to the end of wardrobe. I watched two flies gyrate slowly around the naked light bulb until it became bright enough for...

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“Protest” by Gerald Daniels

Submitted to Contest #80

                                PROTEST                It might have been because I was escaping the misery of a disintegrating home, my father's drunken anger, mother's unpredictable and reversible moods, my brother's exasperating intellect. Or it might have been because at the age of eighteen I was impressi...

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“Sister” by Gerald Daniels

Submitted to Contest #79

               We stood in silence and gazed into one another's eyes. Then he sat down on the chair by the window and looked away to the fading, grey winter day and the silhouetted London skyline. He was my guest and I expected him to behave impeccably, which he did. Our conversation stumbled along, neither of us confident enough to talk uninhibitedly but each mindful of the other's nervousness. I had always felt uncomfortable in the presence of men, but the exchange ...

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“The Model Railway” by Gerald Daniels

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #78

                        THE MODEL RAILWAY                    "It's a hobby that'll keep you interested for years, you'll never finish the layout you know, it'll keep growing with you"                My father's words contained both enthusiasm and disappoi...

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“Snow Dreams” by Gerald Daniels

Submitted to Contest #77

                                SNOW DREAMS                January. The year one week old. Devilish winter day, spindrift circling madly about the courtyard, last season's perennial stems bent under a weight of snow. Fiona sitting in her chair staring out at the scene, stockinged legs outstretched on a woodpi...

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Author bio

Avid reader, keen photographer, accomplished gardener, tireless walker, amateur writer.

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #78
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