Kathleen Manarang

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Jokes are Half-Meant: Musings, Meditation, and the Pandemic” by Kathleen Manarang

This is my worst nightmare! What is it? The COVID19 pandemic! It’s what most people would call a nightmare – Well, isn’t it? People are anxious and scared everywhere! Maybe we would be more hopeful if we focused on the number of recoveries rather than the deaths from the virus. <...

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“The Murder of Vincent Berry” by Kathleen Manarang

Part I: Miley “Could you tell me what happened?” She peers at me thoughtfully. The bespectacled female on the other side of the table.I look at her smugly while I place my feet up on the chair in front of me. I’m wearing my favorite black, leather boots and skirt. I take a pen from the plastic container on the table and twirl it around my fingers. I throw my head back, lick my large, can...

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“Empowerment” by Kathleen Manarang

I come from an era of what I would call a “bridge” generation. An in-between, a time when the old is slowly being replaced by the new. I went from cassette tapes to compact discs to mp3s, mp4s, and whatnots. From playing from Walkman to Discman to Windows Media Player to Spotify. Saving data went from diskettes to CDs, to USBs, memory cards, and finally to external hard drives and Google Drive. I...

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“The Golden Beach of Dreams” by Kathleen Manarang

Maggie reached the magical town of Namaskara by nightfall. The Golden Beach of Dreams was said to be located deep within the heart of town. Her Waze app stalled as her phone lost all network signal when she crossed the boundary between the city and the town. Doubt and fear started to creep in, but she pushed the feelings away.It was even a miracle that she found the town at all. Namaskara was said to be visible only to those who were seeking it. I...

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“Killer Squad” by Kathleen Manarang

We all have shadows. That dark side. The parts of ourselves that we have repressed, judged, and shunned, to be accepted by society. And it is, for the most part, unconscious, until we have put it into light and integrated it. It’s funny how the Universe set them up on my path. I would have never chosen them to be my friends. Each was different, but each belonged in a category that my ego stubbornly refused to identify with, but that which my shadow kept on projecting. In a tw...

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“One More Bite” by Kathleen Manarang

“Should I take one more bite?” Cara asked herself. A moment’s hesitation, then, “Okay, I think one more bite won’t hurt.” And she took another bite of the red velvet cheesecake. She looked around the pantry. No one was there. No one was watching. No one heard her, or so she thought. Unbeknown to her, the millions – or even trillions – of cells and organs in he...

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