Julia Kinderknecht

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2022

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3 Stories

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“The Old, Evil Songs” by Julia Kinderknecht

Submitted to Contest #151

Die alten bösen Lieder… Drew couldn’t shake the growling, painful slog of Robert Schumman’s song out of his head. Maybe that was a gift; he needed to learn it for his recital, after all. Though he would sing it in German, the English translation he had studied always seemed to float beside the song like a faint shadow. The old, evil songs, the wicked, depraved dreams, let us bury them now; fetch a large coffin. Drew had always been an emotionally delicate person, though he tried to conceal it with what he hoped was a reasonable dose of...

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“The Diver's Son” by Julia Kinderknecht

Submitted to Contest #147

I used to be a diver. Best there ever was, according to some. Our divers, you must understand, are the celebrities at the center of our culture, the suns of an adoring solar system. They are all but worshiped. Millions will crowd into the Great Valley, family ships stacked upon one another as high as the eye can see, to watch the divers plunge into the Wafte. One at a time, they soar from the black cliffs and plummet into the murkiness. Gravity has no power in those lawless depths, so they fly. It feels like deep, strident, freedom. O...

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“Sleeping Hours” by Julia Kinderknecht

Submitted to Contest #142

“Must she read that to him?” Woon grumbled, settling into the purple haze and folding his gargantuan legs beneath him. He scowled at the images which hung flickering before him. “His dreams have been so influenced lately by his bedtime stories. If she knew that, she would surely not read him a book about a captive lion who is set free by a mouse. Who knows what manner of dystopias I will be forced to create this night.”  Woon resented the position he had been given in the universe. He was bound by an oath at the core of his being, and...

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Author bio

I'm a mommy with a restless imagination. I have a complicated history as a reckless pianist and the recipient of a doctorate in musical arts, but right now I'm enjoying Jesus, my family, and getting reacquainted with my teenage love of writing. This is the most meaningful season of my life, and I just want to write about it. Thanks so much for reading my weird little stories!