Joe Sauers

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (8)

8 Stories

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“One Short” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #271

Aulie delivers copious amounts of white smoke into the main tent, covering the floor and concealing the pancake risers under a thick squidgy blanket of eerily inviting fluffiness. The main lamps are dampened and then switched off, leaving the low-angled footlights as the only source of illumination inside the portable pavilion. An ornate green throne, decorated with large nuggets of polished amber and coloured glass made to resemble sparkling emeralds, appears from behind one of the many hanging curtains. Two quins, their painted-on merrimen...

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“The Cove” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #192

Catching sight of a silfrix flock, some twenty-thousand strong, passing overhead on a cloudlessly clear day like today, can, without warning, take one’s breath; snatching it away, to the verge of faint. Their deep yellow plumage against vibrant blue sky arrests the soul as would a lover’s desirous gaze. With the sun at their side as it now resides, shadow play across the burly fowl as they fly is a feast for the eyes. Their elegant, forward sweeping wings carry them along, alternately extending and drawn to, revealing flashes of sapphire, az...

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“A Day Late And A Dollar Short” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #191

One of the managers at the small firm where I worked, way back when, I found to be a rather woeful sort of person. He was a nice enough guy, Ian, he was called, but he was really boring. We were talkative and friendly at work but when he’d tell me about what he’d get up to at the weekend, it was always around-the-house type stuff. Things like cleaning out the conservatory, watched a good film on television or maybe gave the grass a good cutting on a sunny Saturday during the summer. I don’t think he ever actually said but it was evident...

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“Sorely Mistaken” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #70

Dr Fletcher sheltered under a desk in a colleague’s office until long after the sounds of smashing glass, splintering wood and snapping metal stopped. He’d been hiding there for nearly three hours, fearing for his life. The demonstration that began outside the clinic some six hours previously had started peacefully enough; most of the sign holders sat in folding chairs they’d thoughtfully brought along, drinking tea and coffee and striking up the occasional chorus among the more vocal members of the crowd. The songs they sung were rather inv...

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“Through The Mist” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #67

Jaunty merriment danced along the crisp night air like autumn leaves of song soaring on the bitter breeze. Across the water in Boston harbour, through the darkened streets and over the roof tops, the sounds of festivity issuing from The Whaler tavern could be heard by all who cared to listen. The ale was cold, the peanuts were fresh and the sport was true. Liam Cleary, Edward Shaw and William Reilly were surprised by the communal roister. Their usual, quiet haunt was overtaken by a throng of locals currently in the throes of celebration. Fro...

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“The Copia of Cannam” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #67

The Northern Ocean was dead calm on the day that Captain Sice Halland and his crew sailed in search of the fabled Copia of Cannam. The clouds on the horizon, only just risen into sight, softly framed the vast expanse of dark sky above them. Thousands of distant stars could be counted and a faint Seren, the smallest moon, was barely perceptible, showing only a thin sliver and concealing her remainder in darkness. The bow of the Fox cut through the calm dark water's surface with a surgical precision. There was a constant, resonant hiss as its ...

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“Ollie's Bucket List” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #65

Ollie lost track of how much time he'd spent standing at the door with the purple panel, doing his best to attract the occupier’s attention, but hard as he tried, he just couldn't generate enough of a knock to alert the householder to his presence. He had just made the decision to move on to another house when he heard the latches unfasten from the inside. The door opened to reveal a middle-aged lady with big hair and a startling amount of make-up looking down at him, a forced lipstick-smeared smile projected prominently on her face."Hu...

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“Brown Jade” by Joe Sauers

Submitted to Contest #64

An instant after Dennis Wing uttered the words zōng yù to the check-in clerk at Heathrow Airport, a hush like a tidal wave of silence washed over the whole of the departure lounge, reducing the bustling character of the international terminal to the stillness of a crypt. A few more moments passed before Dennis registered that everything around him had slowed to a snail’s pace. He looked around warily to see strangers averting their gazes from his direction. Hands shielding children’s eyes as parents guided them away. Dennis returned his atte...

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Author bio

Hi. I read a lot and I write a lot. And I have a rubbish sense of humour. And I eat a lot. Sorry for butchering the Louisiana accent. 😁