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Submitted to Contest #280
confession “Let us start with a prayer, Miss St. James — heavenly Father, lend your favor and blessings to your loyal servants as we conduct Melody’s first holy confession and reconciliation; in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.” “How long will this take, Father?” “I’d normally say, ‘as long as it needs to,’ Miss St. James, but we do want to get to all of your classmates today, don’t we?” ...
Submitted to Contest #254
RiffRaffAs squad cars and a SWAT team fanned out across the campus of Eastern High School, I tried to remember our summer training on the effective barricading of a classroom door. With quick help from a few football players, we wedged most of the desks and bookshelves against it and stacked chairs nearly to the ceiling. Whatever threat was outside my classroom, unless it was a bomb, it was not getting in. The cops were looking for and quickly found Granby Parcell, who pissed his pants in the C-Wing when an officer aimed a long gun at ...
Submitted to Contest #237
Ted Everlasting Sanchez Gas N Go I’ve got tendencies that have always been there. I didn’t realize how much she kept them at bay, until now. My wife, that is. Her name was Gail. I guess you could say she kept me in line. If you’re very lucky, a great gal will do that for you, Sanchez. You have a girlfriend? How old are you, anyway? Oh wow, now that’s a good age! I had a girlfriend at 14…Betty Lou Granger, the best ya-yas in six counties, I tell ya. I can see by the look on your face I’ve brought up Betty Lou before, but boy, does she bear ...
Submitted to Contest #223
RiffRaff It all started with a verifiable threat. Squad cars and a SWAT team fanned out across the campus of Eastern High School on a rain-soaked afternoon. They were looking for and quickly found Granby Parcell, who pissed his pants in the C-Wing when an officer aimed a long gun at him and told him to “lay on the ground, NOW!” I was working in the auditorium that afternoon and moved quickly to lock all twelve entrances into it as the school alarm filled every square inch of my skull. Whatever was going on, unless it were a bomb, it would...
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