Kate E

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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“My Move” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #29

I tried to sleep on the plane, but the memories that turned into dreams and the dreams that turned into memories kept my mind racing the entire flight, making any semblance of rest an utter impossibility. There we were on our first date pretending to give each other a tour of a place neither of us knew anything about. Do you remember that statue of Sir Johnny Plurplington? I think you told me that he was the first person in the world to discover oranges. And there’s the grand archway that everyone else just walked through without so muc...

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“The Time I Spent on Train Car 8” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #27

As I walked into the station, a crowd of school children swarmed the nearest train; excitedly running and jumping onto it as if imagining themselves outlaws riding the rails in the dead of night to towns unknown, or else having just narrowly escaped the dreaded clutches of the law after robbing the nearest bank. A flustered school teacher followed behind, attempting to corral them into a single car like so many unheeding sheep. I couldn’t help but think that if the day continued on as it was clearly starting out, the battle of wills that wou...

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“To Bea or Not to Bea” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #26

At the turn of the 20th century, when political movements were springing up left and right and the world as a whole was far too absorbed in its own self-importance, Sheila Bea was less interested in the photographs that were formed using new-fangled flash lamps, and far more intrigued by the way common everyday words could be strung together to create fantastical alien worlds and rebellion-inciting ideas inside the minds of those around her. For what joy would anything in the world hold, even such exciting things as photographs, if we had no...

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“One Day...” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #25

“Hey Gia, what’s that new word that isn’t really a word but now it may as well be since everyone is using it and it means that you REALLY want to travel?”“You mean ‘wanderlust’?”“Yeah, that’s the one! Thanks!”Gia walked over to where Lauren was sitting at their kitchen table. It was located directly under the only window in the front room of their two-bedroom apartment. Although they had bought it together with every intention of sharing countless meals at it, laughing over and celebrating their culinary escapades in turn, it was almost neve...

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“I Need Some Space!” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #24

“Mom! Have you seen my Astrology book?” Isandi shouted into the space below her bed as she searched frantically for her missing course book. “Mooooommmm! Mom, you’ve got to help me find it! I’m going to be late!” Their quarters weren’t that large, so she knew her mother could hear her. Her face contorted in annoyance as she started to shout again for her mom to come help. Before she could even get the first sound out her mouth, her mother appeared in the doorway of her room holding her astrology book. At the sight of her missing bo...

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“When the music dies” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #23

“Next up, we’ve got Love is Strange by Sylvia and Mickey!” The radio announcer’s cheerful voice filled the cold empty space inside the 1957 Chevy parked on the empty highway road.Love
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“Ugh, I can’t stand to listen to that coon crap.” Letting go of the steering wheel completely, the man shot for the dial and jerked it hard to the left. Immediately, the crooning sound of Sylvia’s voice was replaced with piercing, incomprehensible static.The woman in the passenger seat instinctively clutched her ears first in shock and then in ...

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“THE PAINTING” by Kate E

Submitted to Contest #22

Rose knew it made no sense whatsoever for her to be at a New Year’s Eve party that was being held in a nondescript manufacturing-building-turned-art-gallery in the heart of Brooklyn; And yet, here she was.Although the party was held in a gallery, everyone seemed to be completely oblivious to the art that lined the walls. Having not stepped foot inside an art gallery or museum of any kind since failing out of her Art 101 class in college, she found this fact surprising. Making her way around the room, she began assessing the other partygoers,...

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