Karen Mobilia

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Single Female Soul Seeker” by Karen Mobilia

“I will enjoy my vacation. I will enjoy my vacation. I will enjoy my vacation, Ohmmmmmm……………….” Sherry silently chanted this mantra at the morning meditation session located in the outdoor pavilion of the Blissful Aging Retreat Center, affectionately called BARC by the regulars. It was a blessing that she was able to get time off from work to do some self-care but she had to make a concerted effort not to ruminate on all the hoops she had to jump through at work to receive that blessing. She discreetly rearranged her stretch pants that had b...

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“A Roll in the Snow” by Karen Mobilia

Submitted to Contest #227

On Christmas Day in that uncomfortable time, I looked out my back window to see the first snow of the year. How fortunate that I would be enjoying a white Christmas, albeit a solitary one. Some people are sad during the holidays and some people hate being alone no matter what time of year. In my case, I am never sad during the holidays, and I personally enjoy my own company. I was told once by a fortune teller that most people would be driven mad by spending as much time alone as I do, but that I could go for months without seeing a soul and...

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“Spinning Wheels” by Karen Mobilia

Nothing woke me up that balmy Saturday morning. No barking dog annoyed me out of my slumber. No thunder and lightning shocked me awake. Only silence greeted me when I opened my eyes in the darkness. Outside my bedroom window a streetlamp shone through a slit in the curtains creating shadows of the furniture, a dog crate, and a hamster cage.At 5 am, I was wide awake and not even remotely sleepy. I had been out the night before and didn’t get home until well after midnight. Sleeping in on weekends was something I looked forward to indulgi...

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“The Rolling Pin” by Karen Mobilia

Submitted to Contest #221

Sherry pounded both fists on a ball of dough to flatten it out before rolling it. She wasn’t going to bake bread, just roll the dough long enough to contact her dearly departed grandmother. The rolling pin had been the tool her grandmother used to make bread for the family when she was alive, but Sherry had found a different use for it.  She discovered by accident that it had the ability to dial the dead one night when using it to roll dough. She was feeling sentimental and thought she might start baking bread as a family tradition...

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Author bio

I live in the mountains of North Carolina and majored in English back in school. Someone once asked me why I didn't do anything with my major. It was a defining moment. So here I am writing short stories like I used to do when I was a little girl. It's never too late to alter your trajectory.