John McCool

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Room” by John McCool

Submitted to Contest #77

Scott let loose a deep sigh as he looked out into the raging snow storm that has placed the entire county under siege. Scott worked at the local Marty Mart, a department store chain that had been his means of employment for the last ten years. A decade of rude customers, laughable pay, and health insurance that are as present as a talking cow. However, it kept food on the table and a roof over his head, and that was something he couldn’t complain about.              The snow ...

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“Howling ” by John McCool

Submitted to Contest #75

He slowly opened his eyes, his vision slowly breaking the blur. His head ached with a sharp pain making his stomach twist in knots. He was going to throw up, but he wasn’t sure if it was from the pain, or the horrendous smell that resonated from around him.  He lifted his head and peered around at his surroundings. A singular lamp swung above him like a pendulum, illuminating a metal table adorned with leather straps and dirty rags. His gaze lowered to the floor where a thick pool of crimson liquid laid spread out around the table’s ...

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“A Grandmother's Gift ” by John McCool

Submitted to Contest #72

“…your great uncle would’ve wanted you to have it. Please, when you get this message head to our house out in the country. We were going to give this to you when you graduated from high school, but I reckon now is as good a time as any. Grandma loves you baby. Take care of yourself.” That was the last time Blake heard a friendly voice in six long months. That voicemail played over and over in his head like a sweet song on a continuous loop. The one thing that plagued him was that he wasn't even aware he had a great uncle. He heard stori...

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“Awaken ” by John McCool

Submitted to Contest #69

It was that time of year again. Move-in day. Every year a new family would spot how much of an amazing deal it is to move into the old neo-classical manor on Hayden street. The time of year where the entire family would all come together to enjoy the year’s festivities. The time of year Danny hated. It was time for the haunt. Danny sat up slowly, and felt her self awaken. For the last two years she slept peacefully in the eternal darkness that is death, however, the obligation that kept her chained to the material world once again bec...

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Author bio

John hails from a small town in Mississippi. He fell in love with writing at a very young age, and learned to pursue it as an art rather than an income. He owns and operates a geek culture blog (www.101militiagaming.com), and loves to spend time his wife and daughter.