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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023
Submitted to Contest #258
A name was called and her head jerked to meet the caller’s. Not hers. Duh. She clenched her fingers and stepped forward. Tens of pairs of feet stepped after her. As the cue moved, she had a funny thought: How could anyone here know her name when she had taken such precautions as to drive thirty minutes out of her way, forsaking her usual and much preferred treat, and had not even ordered so the clerk ahead would have no way of knowing her.           She was being paranoid.  &nb...
Submitted to Contest #238
You stand before a crowd. You stand before them something mighty; an agent of calamity or calm you’ve yet to divulge to your onlookers. You flex your fingers and the air around you stills; not because of magic, but because every living thing holds its breath for just the increment of time it takes you to pop your index finger. The snap of your joint is met with a gust of wind, released as relived gasps in fluctuating notes from the stargazers below. You feel power. You feel it in every inch of you—a flame, a burden—as it thrums recklessly th...
Submitted to Contest #195
The heavy stone door seals itself with a whomping wail, the reverberation of air causing a rattle in my bones in an honest portrayal of my current conscious state. To say I am rattled every time the most minute of notes disturbs the harrowing quiet of my solitude would be an understatement. I envision sound waves as they would appear on a computer screen: a neat line dashing undaunted through timeless margins in search of an impossible end—only to be randomly disrupted by the jagged arcs of an intrusive species. Obstacles presenting themselv...
Submitted to Contest #186
-      A drink?-      No, thanks. Diet.-      You want Diet?-      No—on one. I’m on one.-      Oh…for what?-      Isn’t it obvious?-      Is it supposed to be?-      I don’t know. It was a joke. I guess.-      Weird joke.-      Maybe. In some con...
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