Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (8)

8 Stories

255 karma pts

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“Shooting for the Moon” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #57

“Frank,” Arn shouted into the phone, “come on, God dammit, I’ve left you six messages, stop avoiding me.” Gone were the days when he could slam down the receiver, how he missed the satisfying smash and the sound of it pounding onto the receiver. Arn would have to settle for pressing the end button really vigorously and then putting his phone back down on his desk, gently. His fists were clenched and he wa...

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“The Other Side of the Story” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #56

Gerald suffered from the inability to say no. When asked to be a wingman on a blind, double date, his gut reaction was, “You know I hate blind dates, they terrify me and I can’t stand watching you with a woman. It’s the most cringe-worthy experience that any human being could endure; one’s skin literally crawls off the bones from watching it.” What he said was, “Yeah, sure, of course,” which he r...

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“Heart of Gold” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #55

“If you follow the western bank of the southern branch of the eastern tributary of Garvin’s river, you will find an overgrown path leading north,” the old man, his hat drawn tightly down over his eyes so that his face was mostly in shadow. He took a pull on his cigarette, the cherry glowing bright orange and his wrinkled lips caressed the filter, trembling. “And?” I asked. The old man, I n...

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“Your Move” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #33

“Wow, I don’t know what to say,” I tell Arthur.“Are you sure?” Arthur asked. He seemed very nervous about the whole thing and to be honest, this was the first time that a grown man had ever given me macaroni art as a gift, or at all for that matter. It wasn’t that it was particularly bad, but it wasn’t something that you’d find hanging in the parlour either.

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“No Good Choice” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #33

Delightful screams peeled through the dim space; windows covered by filthy boards, fixed with rusted nails. A bare bulb dangled in the center of the room.“Have you made up your mind yet?” Jobe asked. He was slim and tall, in his mid-thirties to look at him. His kept his hair neat and parted to the left. A clean, crisp, short sleeved shirt was buttoned to the top, fixed with a thin, bl...

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“By Any Other Name” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #32

“Everyone please take your seats.”Students moved in a wild, mad scramble of books, bags and the scraping of chair legs on linoleum as students took their seats. The teacher, a man old beyond description, yet strong and majestic, stood at the head of the class, his hands held loosely behind his back.

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“Bread Crumbs” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #31

“You’re a filthy, disgusting monster!” Clyde shouted.He flung a full plate of food off the table.Food splattered across the chair in front of him, all over the floor and up the wall on the other side of the room. The tin plate followed quickly behind and smacked into the wall and then fell, with a clatter to the worn, wood floor where it spun noisily to a stop.

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“Bed of Roses” by Jᴇʀᴇᴍʏ Rᴏᴢᴇɴ ✍

Submitted to Contest #31

Eleanor tended to her roses every chance that she had. She admired them proudly, delighted in their luscious, full blooms and intoxicating, sweet scent. Elinor bred Hybrid Tea roses, they grew in a broad spectrum of both colour and fragrances. She was good at it too, her flowers had won first prize at the local fair, the Double Delight and Folklore blooms stole the show two years in a row. The roses were her babies, having never born children of her own, but, since he...

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Author bio

🅰🆃🆃🅴🅽🆃🅸🅾🅽❗ 👀 Hey there everyone. I really appreciate the "𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼𝕊", but the best thing that one writer can do for another is to ℂℝ𝕀𝕋𝕀ℚ𝕌𝔼. PLEASE, PLEASE, if you loved or if you hated it, I want to know. I can take all of the criticism in the world because I think that it's the best way to improve my writing. So, again, PLEASE leave me something! Praise it, trash it, just tell me what you loved/hated so that I either keep it and do it again or never make the same mistake! ＴＨＡＮＫＹＯＵ! 😊 🅰🅱🅾🆄🆃 🅼🅴 I'm a rank amateur writer, but I write because I love it and it brings me joy. Storytelling isn't easy and I don't believe that it should be, anything worth doing takes work. However, with writing, I feel like it's all worth it if even a single reader enjoys and appreciates what I've taken the time to write and to share with them.