J. Wilson Davis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“Suffrage” by J. Wilson Davis

Submitted to Contest #116

It was a bad sign when they gathered us sixth-grade girls in one classroom. Something embarrassing must be coming. What grossness of impending womanhood were they going to spring on us this time? We were missing out on a chance to play softball on this beautiful fall day, and the boys got to go outside without us. what a lousy deal. Mrs. Lamm, the Health teacher, wearing her trademark shirtwaist dress, a string of pearls and a whistle on a long chain, paced in the front by Mr. Anderson’s desk. Mrs. ...

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“New Growth” by J. Wilson Davis

Submitted to Contest #113

Hobbling hobbit. The words loop through my brain as I drag my sorry self along the worn path through spruce woods on this fresh spring day. Right foot forward a few inches—I think hobbling. Left foot drags to meet it—hobbit. Roots that frost heaved over the winter might as well be mountains. One step at a time. Hobbling...hobbit. Hobbling...hobbit. That’s what I now am. Bent, doughy and caped in a wool blanket because I am always freezing. And toxic. The wool hat that Lonnie knitted for me fo...

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“Robado Canyon, 2021” by J. Wilson Davis

Submitted to Contest #110

We have plenty of time, she yelled, slow down! as Todd threw bags into the back of the SUV. The gray air stank of old campfire and heat. Don’t panic. We can’t panic. She waddled to him with a load of photo albums bouncing against her 29-week belly. Why oh why hadn’t she had the damn things digitized last winter when they were just sitting around? If the house was going to burn, so be it. They had more than enough to replace it. But her babies were going to be able to hold a picture of their grand...

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Author bio

Recently retired from the medical world, I am bound and determined to finish the writing projects I've started over the course of my life--you know, the ones shoved in boxes that turn out to be not so bad when you pull them out on a rainy afternoon-and to learn to up my game by participating in the activities on Reedsy. I write fantasy, horror, and non-fiction on adapting to climate change.