Judith Pratt

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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“Inspiration” by Judith Pratt

Submitted to Contest #51

It was Lily’s idea. She was the one who had the ideas about life. Gabe used to have the ideas about art, but they had dried up like acrylic paint with the top left off. So here they were, lying in their green webbed lawn chairs in the middle of the night in some farmer’s field on top of West Hill, with Lily all excited about shooting stars. “Bang!” she said, in a cheerful voice. “No bangs,” Gabe said. “Not even a whimper.” “I think it’s inspiring, seeing something happening light years away!” Inspiration is randomly generated, Gab...

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“Mr. Duck” by Judith Pratt

Submitted to Contest #41

MR. DUCK The duck followed me home. I heard him before I saw him, a cheerful “pwuk wuk wuk?” behind me on the country road. I’d begun to take a walk every evening after work. Otherwise I’d sit and brood about my job and eat too many cookies. “Where did you come from?” I asked the duck, who had paddled up to me, tilted its head, and was considering me out of a bright little eye. There’s a farm up the road from me, but I’d never seen ducks there, just fat black cows and a bunch of idiotic fluffy chickens. The only other house on my stree...

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“Sally's Wedding” by Judith Pratt

Submitted to Contest #28

Going from Massachusetts to Montana for my childhood friend Sally’s wedding overwhelmed me—a sheltered twenty-year-old—in all directions. First, I stayed with the groom’s family, on their sofa, where a puppy and kitten triggered my asthma by playing tag over my face all night. No one worried about that. (Much later, I lived in the Midwest, and realized that people who busted the sod and crossed the mountains are not worriers. Unlike my longtime Eastern family.) Then I stayed with Sally in her apartment, sharing the only bed, causing Bob-the-...

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