Julie Grenness

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

Stories (130)

130 Stories

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“Their loving feeling....” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #294

That summer was their first love. Upon reflection, Deidre Barnett considered now that it had been true love. That first glance at a summer party had her love bound.Deidre, currently a grey-haired senior matron, was a resident as a retirement village home unit. She paused her reading of her book. She liked sitting by herself, a widow now, there as her family of three adults children lived for away. They were all so busy with their daily lives and their own growing families. Deidre was a great reader, a reticent introvert, who met most of her ...

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“One Urban Myth.” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #293

"Seize the day. I'll motivate myself to today! In positive ways!" Lenny woke up to anticipating a fun day ahead. Here it was, a day that had dawned bright and sunny. It was supposed to be a normal super duper Saturday in Smallton. It was a very small suburb in the sprawling metropolis that was east of somewhere, on a planet riding around its trip through the universe.Lenny greeted his standard weekend o'clock, his days off from the humdrum routines of his weekly existence. His morning passed by uneventfully, until his girlfriend came over t...

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“ My Golden Pond. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #292

It was one of those golden days in late summer, as the seasons were turning. Ava had been tidying her cupboards, Spring cleaning before Autumn. Her once golden hair was grey now, aging spots cluttered her hands. She had fancied writing a letter, as in those golden days, instead of the modern digital world of emailing and texting. As her friends were either dead, vision impaired or half gaga, she caught her breath, and composed a letter to posterity. Or, indeed, an epistle to the generations of youth."Here is a message from one the world's ol...

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“Malachi and Tiff. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #291

Once upon a lifetime, it was noon in a leafy suburban world. Malachi, all seventeen years old of him, stood at his front door, waving cheerily, a fake smile plastered on his gleaming face."Yes, Mum. Bye Mum. Have fun at the wedding, hey!" Malachi was listenting intently, or was he pretending?"Yes, Mum. Bye, Mum. Yes, Mum, I'll do my essay on Romeo and Juliet. Bloody English teachers, Hey!"Malachi then absorbed yet more life coaching from his mother. She was all dressed in wedding finery, off to celebrate her niece's nuptials at a seaside des...

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“Spatial Relations. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #290

"Give love, give happiness....' he was murmuring as his lips kissed hers, for that magical first kiss, igniting some long cherished fantasies. Then Marla awoke, startled. She had only been dreaming again. The hot tongue kissing was from her dog, wanting breakfast and a walk. "Maybe it is better like this!" she told herself, trying not to look at the date.It was that time of the year. Soon Marla was walking her very naughty puppy, a nine month old Rottweiler named Lady. She and her fur baby were supposed to be strolling through a mild midday ...

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“The future has no reason....” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #289

The world kept turning, the sun rose anyway. A new dawn. Who were the survivors? No humans left in the immutable cycles of Mother Earth. The sparse remaining fragments of the sophisticated technological ages of the humanoids had all been drowned and demolished.Sadly, only one form of life made it through. Yes, a new dawn of a new day. As the now cooling red orange sun appeared, there were only lowly fungi. Of all the many varied forms of life's web, only fungi. Naturally, the sun arose anyway to lighten fungi, lichens, moulds, ragworts, alga...

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“Hannah's Dreary Day.” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #288

Hannah's dreary day started exactly the same way. A chime awoke her, and she peeped through the window. She saw the same, grey, mild and cool day. Now the earth's weather was always the same, no variations, nothing to discuss. Weather was no longer a conversational topic, did not exist any more."Monday morning, and the same old dreary routine," Hannah silently thought.The digital chime had sounded. But was it only another same old day? Hannah was an android professional instructor, assigned to Teen Android Developmental Secondary College. Sh...

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“Her Universal Sign. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #287

Elly sighed, as she was boiling the kettle for making her cup of healing tea. She was still focusing on being herself here in Goodly Town again, her comfort zone. Big Al and his true romance, Cosmic Mystic Elke, had both welcomed her into their fold again. The whole community and church enfolded her in one giant hug. Elly had her own apartment now, where she could rest on the balcony, meditating with her cuppa, planning how to develop her next original aim in advancing her millenial contribution to Biomedicine. Elly's last invention was stil...

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“Elly's Future. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #286

It was a priceless situation. Elly was valiantly struggling to fit her entire range of supposedly necessary lifestyle choices for her fresh upcoming path in life into one brand new suitcase. Her birth father, Big Al, was slightly more than reluctant to engage in this feminine contest. Meanwhile, her stepmother, Cosmic Mystic Elke, occasionally interrupted her contemplation of her own second sight. Elke wandered into that mysterious environment of Elly's bedroom, her home away from home in Goodly Town by the seaside. "Are you winning there?' ...

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“Elke's Mystic Dream.” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #285

"Welcome to a new decade in my journey through the Universe." Cosmic Mystic Elke was sitting in the morning sunlight, planning for her 40th birthday celebration. She was not really a true vintage as yet, as she wanted a quiet gathering around her home with her darling companion, Big Al. Her stepdaughter, Elly, would also be there, with some of Elke's closer gal pals and fans of her mystic healing. The Christian brigade of her rellies would glean an invite. Elke's cosmic ideals continue to focus on being as steadfast as Big Al, with her ambiv...

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“The Next Chapter...” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #284

Her past was a different land of no regrets, no turning back. Annamarie was not gaining too much maternal support in this quest. Once when younger, she had thought love was a sign, but it was all going cactus now. She supposed she had to ski the angst from her young daughter, coming home from her first year of secondary school.The big issue was now that Annalie had no dad's name on her birth certificate. Annamarie had loved to party when not much older tban Annalie. Unfortunately, she was still quite sure which of those hotty hornbugers was ...

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“Shaping the Future. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #283

Yes, love makes the world go round. This was a thought Cosmic Mystic Elke told herself more than once, as she was enjoying this romantic stage of her new world. She and Big Al Grayson went on proudly defying their Christian parental influences, by continuing to have sleepovers with each other. To be sure, after Big Al had invited New Age Cosmic Elke to turn back to God in his more liberal minded church, she had accepted that in all her days, Jesus had always close at hand. That thought had stood her in good stead when Big Al's tall but rigid...

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“Christmas Bells in the Air!” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #282

Christmas Eve, bells were chiming, it was Yuletide again. Cosmic Elke lay in her empty double bed, reflecting on her festive preparations. She had been sending greetings online, hoping everyone had a good year. Being traditional, her family all purchased Christmas cards, and so had some of her gal pals. Maybe it was a chick thing. Personally, this season she gazed at her failing legibility, bemused by the array of cards she felt obliged to post. So, she deployed her trusty computer and printed off enough tags saying. "Best wishes from Elke."...

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“The Christmas Fairy.” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #281

So this was Christmas. The Christmas Fairy was gorgeous. A scintillating frock adorned with glitter and sparkles, a golden wand and crown, completed by gossamer wings. By now, she was six foot four inches tall, plus inclusive high heeled, jeweled, platform sandals. But, hey, she was loud and proud. Abusive and aggressive, yes, alone for now, but still, she was lovely looking Christmas fairy. So this was Christmas. And what had the Christmas fairy done, finally achieved? She had her own considered personal point of view about the spirit of Ch...

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“Their ship of souls. ” by Julie Grenness

Submitted to Contest #280

"Was it a good book?" Poppy was asked by her regular client. She replied, " Well, yes. It was great. I enjoyed reading about over sixty males and females sailing off on cruise ships." Poppy was finishing off the senior lady's manicure. "There, the receptionist will take the usual fee for your hair, eyelash tinting and hands done." The rather large lady smiled in thanks, satisfied with her stylist, who said, "You look fabulous, as usual."Poppy felt as is she was rapidly arriving at such an age, to retire from years of working for her boss, ma...

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Author bio

Hi, my name is Julie. I am a retired educator. I am an author and poet in Australia. I also write under my pen name, Barbara Binland. I am aiming to polish my writing. Cheers.