Jenn Bauer

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Eleanor” by Jenn Bauer

“You’re checking your phone again.”  “I received a text.”  “I assumed that when your phone dinged again. From the look on your face – I think – that text wasn’t just a reminder for your next – I don’t know – doctor appointment? Or your mothership beaming you back up?”  “...”  “Uh… Zack? My man?”  “I’m not your man.”  “Can you not be so literal? Who’s the text from?”  <...

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“All that glitters is not always treasure” by Jenn Bauer

Saphire's tail dragged through jewels, catching on a particularly pointy gold statue. Whomever the human once was, he'd adored using every shred of shiny stone and metal to make tiny replicas of himself with jeweled eyes and adornments. When she'd been a younger dragon, oh, how those sparkles lit Saphire's fire. Now, her tail caught on a sharp point, or the damned things fell off a pedestal and struck her tail, and pain...

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“An unexpected gift” by Jenn Bauer

T/W: This story deals with grief after loss of a parent. Bella Even the bare minimum of makeup felt heavy on her face. Bella stared at her reflection. All of the clothes in her wardrobe still fit, even after a few years away in Frontier Doctors. But wearing them? She barely recognized herself. Makeup made it worse. Three years of no highlights meant her hair was still bl...

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“Specter” by Jenn Bauer

Submitted to Contest #169

        “Moooooom!” Jack’s screamed as his feet stomped down the hallway past my door.  I turned over and took a look at the clock.  10:15pm  I’ve barely been asleep for a half hour. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I heard mom complaining to my little brother, “We already checked. There’s no monster under your bed.” “But I felt the blankets! It’s tugging on my blanket. It stole my dino plu...

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“Better late than never” by Jenn Bauer

Submitted to Contest #168

"No, no, no, no, NO!" I ran onto the platform, utterly out of breath. So far that morning – no, only since arriving at the 'L' station – my skirt caught in the turnstile, my bag ripped, my quarterly reports flew into the slush and snow, and my tights were stained. I clutched my laptop for dear life, but even that felt tenuous at best.     I watched as the train, the last rush hour train to the marketing firm I wo...

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Author bio

Mom of 3 who loves sci-fi, fantasy, anime, and k- & c-dramas. When not wrangling children she can be found hiding in a corner with a mug of tea and her laptop. Typing furiously and laughing at her own jokes.