Joe D

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Italian Scallions ” by Joe D

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #71

Anthony looked down at the charred crust of his latest pizza. He took another bite opposite the burnt end and evaluated the flavor. Take the temp down about five degrees, he wrote in his notebook. Change the schedule to have the birch wood go in every ninth pizza. Put the first two rounds of mozzarella on cheese cloth. Anthony put down his pen and looked up at the afternoon sky. The clouds were clearing for what should be an evening perfect for pizza. The Tenth Annual Food Truck Pizza Mixer was taking place in Clem...

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“Buried Treasure” by Joe D

Submitted to Contest #70

“Get your foot off my desk,” Sergeant Reid snapped at Brock. Brock dropped his foot off Reid’s desk, dropping the front legs of his tilted-bak chair down with a thud that filled Reid’s office. The top ten wanted posters, map of greater Cincinnati, and picture of newly elected president Clinton did little to muffle the crash. Brock raised his shoulders and eyebrows simultaneously. “My bad,” Brock said flippantly. “Look, Brock, the faster we find out why Mrs. Johnson’s jewels were in the woods behind your house, the fa...

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“The Ringleader” by Joe D

Submitted to Contest #68

“Hey, sonny,” the old carnival worker called to Hunter, who had asked his mother to bring him to the carnival the day after his ninth birthday — “come over here and I’ll let you in on a little secret. If I tell you, you have to promise ... you won’t tell anyone. If you do and they find out” — he motioned towards the ticket booth with a nod of his head — “they’ll fire me. Here’s what you do,” he said, cocking a bent finger at the empty milk bottles of his display, fifteen feet away — “Don’t aim for the rims, aim for the space b...

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“Goliath of Rock Hand” by Joe D

Submitted to Contest #67

Sully woke through clouded eyes. He blinked slowly blinking until he realized where he was. Rotting wood and mold invaded his nostrils and he immediately felt nauseous. He blinked a final time and stared down at the rotting deck of the ship. He forced a hand under his chest and pushed himself onto his back. The bright white clouds filled his eyes and he temporarily went blind before his hands could help shield the sun. He let out a loud groan and sat up, his arms straight and set behind, supporting him like stil...

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Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #71

Italian Scallions – read story