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Kathleen Majorsky

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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A Girl. A Car. And a Hula Girl Bobblehead.

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #295

It’s been 63 days since Stan died. 60 days since his funeral. 3.5 weeks since the reading of Stan’s will, and 6 hours 27 minutes and 3 seconds, oh no, make that 5 seconds, since I closed on the house Stan left me in Montclair, NJ where I grew up. Now, I’m sitting in the only other thing Stan left me: His 1972 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme Convertible. Cherry red. White leather seats. Original steering wheel. Also white. He kept a pair of driving gloves in the glove compartment (literally used it for its intended purpose. That’s so Stan). The ca...

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Letters On A Train

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #294

I couldn’t believe it when I got the invite. They were retiring the passenger train that made the beautiful ride from Seattle to Los Angeles possible. Of course, I would take its last trip down the coast. This wasn’t just any train. This train was a part of my origin story. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for this train and the stops it made on its journey. The same stops every time for the past 50 years. Seattle. Portland. Sacramento. Los Angeles. And back again. It was during one of those treks my grandparents met on The Coast Starlight. I...

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Your Move

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #293

“It’s your move.” Scotty looks at his airplane seatmate with raised eyebrows. He loves playing chess, especially after the morning they’ve had. It’s the one activity in the world that grounds him. He would never say this out loud, not even to Ava, but chess is his emotional support activity. “I know. I have the app open too, tough guy.” Ava responds while sticking her tongue out slightly as she considers her strategy. It’s a tell he’s noticed recently. He’s noticed a lot more about Ava in the last few months. More than in all the...

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Night Moves

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #289

I take a deep breath before I push open the bathroom door. I keep my head down and my long black hair shielding my face like a thick curtain of protection. These nights at places like SILK, which sits at the core of Tokyo’s club scene, can get…intense with the fans, especially after one of our concerts. As one-half of the most celebrated and popular K-pop duo in all of Asia, my privacy was sent to the sacrificial chopping block when I agreed to do this with Han 15 years ago. I had no idea how much that sacrifice would cost. I was just a 15-y...

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Spellbound

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #288

The breeze slithered around Beau’s shoulder, down his arm, and around his waist chilling his body into frozen submission.This isn’t some innocent wind blowing over a body of water on a cool summer’s dusky night or a tickle of air that gently blows your hair dry after a day swimming in the ocean.No. It’s none of those things. It’s a snake wanting to choke Beau to an inch of his life.He’s felt it before. More so in the last three months than the previous three. The first three months after her death there was just silence. Deafening silence. T...

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My Cuppa Tea

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #287

My black and white zentangle drawing that I’ve been working on for hours is now a hot soggy mess. I hang my head in defeat as I stare at the smeared ink. That’s just how my life has been going lately. I blink rapidly attempting not to lose my shit in my favorite tea shop in Wrigleyville. My Cuppa Tea has been my only constant since I moved to Chicago from London 4 months ago.I lift my head when I notice a hand come onto my table adorned with a sleeve of tattoos almost as dark as my now blurry Sharpie doodles. Another inky hand places itself ...

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Susie's Suitcase

Kathleen Majorsky

Submitted to Contest #286

“Owww!”Well, this is no way to start an exciting adventure. Susie threw me on the bed with such force that my wheels were spinning and started to get tangled in the pink rumpled sheets. If my wheels hadn’t already been able to swivel 360 degrees, they would have fallen off. Then how could we quickly trot through a crowded airport if I had a broken wheel?! Susie would replace me in a heartbeat if that happened. Gasp!And to think of all the trips we’ve been on. Thailand. Indonesia. Russia. South Korea. Australia. Japan. Oh and how could I forg...

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