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Joe Liotta

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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A Private Little Miracle

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #311

Frank Butler sat motionless; a little man, very erect and sitting well back from the seat in front of him. He seemed exceptionally confident and pleased with himself, and so he was. In approximately three-quarters of an hour he would touch down at Ossun Airport, just a stone’s throw from Lourdes, France, and then embark by automobile to the religious edifice. He looked around the interior of the First Class compartment. Most of the passengers he had never seen before – just like he had never seen the Vandergrafts until that fatefu...

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One Inside the Other

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #309

They had been apart for some time and had only recently resumed an old and dear friendship. Admittedly, there had been moments where he had wondered if he would ever see her again, and supposed that she, likewise, had entertained similar thoughts. It was nice to know a good friendship still existed after all this time, and they each breathed a quiet sigh of relief –though neither would ever admit it. Over the past six months, they had been through thick and thin together, having given emotional support to each other during some try...

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A Private Little Miracle

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #307

Frank Butler sat motionless; a little man, very erect and sitting well back from the seat in front of him. He seemed exceptionally confident and pleased with himself, and so he was. In approximately three-quarters of an hour he would touch down at Ossun Airport, just a stone’s throw from Lourdes, France, and then embark by automobile to the religious edifice. He looked around the interior of the First Class compartment. Most of the passengers he had never seen before – just like he had never seen the Vandergrafts until that fatefu...

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Tailor Made to Save Space

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #301

Glenn Fishbaum stood about five-feet-nine-inches tall, a man in his early thirties bearing a striking resemblance to, as his friends put it, “that Mulder character from The X Files” – though he himself could never see the alleged similarity. He was of average build, with neatly-trimmed brown hair, and a pair of deep, almost hypnotic, umber eyes. And he was addicted to comic books – indirectly the source of his current problem. Presently, he paused for a moment, and took a long drag on his cigaret...

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Tailor Made to Save Space

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #299

Glenn Fishbaum stood about five-feet-nine-inches tall, a man in his early thirties bearing a striking resemblance to, as his friends put it, “that Mulder character from The X Files” – though he himself could never see the alleged similarity. He was of average build, with neatly-trimmed brown hair, and a pair of deep, almost hypnotic, umber eyes. And he was addicted to comic books – indirectly the source of his current problem.Presently, he paused for a moment, and took a long drag on his cigarette, meditating upon the thin, blue-grey whisper...

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One Inside the Other

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #290

        They had been apart for some time and had only recently resumed an old and dear friendship. Admittedly, there had been moments where he had wondered if he would ever see her again, and supposed that she, likewise, had entertained similar thoughts. It was nice to know a good friendship still existed after all this time, and they each breathed a quiet sigh of relief –though neither would ever admit it.        Over the past six months, they had bee...

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The Farewell

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #287

       Konishi Sahei closed his ancient, grey eyes and inhaled deeply. The small room was suffused with the smell of chrysanthemum. He liked that; it reminded him of his younger days.        Opening his eyes once again, he became aware of the charcoal pit beside him. The water in the chagama – the traditional metal kettle used in the Japanese tea ceremony – had begun to simmer and sigh, and he listened to its gentle music. For a moment, he stu...

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I Cried the Day Superman Died

Joe Liotta

Submitted to Contest #285

        I remember. I remember I cried the day Superman died. Try as I might, I just couldn’t hold it in. I mean, I hadn’t even cried at my dad’s funeral and here I was, in my mid-twenties, and reading a comic book with tears streaming down my face. You see, I grew up with Superman. The old reruns of the TV show. The movies. The comic book. You name it.        My first contact with him was when my father took me to the neighborhood candy store and bough...

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Author bio

A natural ability and strong desire to write surfaced early in Joe Liotta’s life. Throughout childhood, he was continually writing stories or involved in some manner of creative project. His professional published work has included a horror novelette published by BAYONET BOOKS, short stories published by FABULA ARGENTEA magazine and SPIDER: THE MAGAZINE FOR CHILDREN, a number of fictional and non-fictional pieces appearing in MPHASIS and BUSHIDO (national special interest groups’ newsletters), poetry published by THE JOURNAL OF ASIAN MARTIAL ARTS and Nth DEGREE, and two role-playing game modules published by FANTASY GAMES UNLIMITED.

Originally born and raised on Long Island, New York, he relocated to Naples, Florida in 2016 to become a fulltime caregiver for his mother Grace. In 2022, after his mother passed, and he had completed taking care of her estate, Mr. Liotta decided to focus on writing once again.