Kay Anne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Kitchen ” by Kay Anne

Submitted to Contest #84

The grand matriarch was the first to rise in the early morning. She made her way to the heart of the house, clad in her sleeping robes. Through the kitchen window, she could see that it was dark outside, typical for a stale dawning in the February morning. The first meal served in the kitchen today was plain black coffee. She did not wait for the coffee cup to cool. Instead, she burned her tongue and hastily made an exit. Most of the morning, the kitchen laid lifeless, lights dim, bells and whistles were dark. The kitchen could breathe her...

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“TARA” by Kay Anne

Submitted to Contest #82

(A quick message before the writing) Hello to my three fans! I am so so sorry I haven't posted in a month. I've been really busy with school and all. This story was hastily written, but I hope to be making more work soon! Love you all ----------------------------------------------------------- Coffee. Coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee. Coffee. I had downed the coffee with a piece of bread. It was not even toasted. There was no time. There’s never enough time. Not even for bread. I had bushed through my hair approximately four times, but I eventuall...

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“Finding Fern” by Kay Anne

Submitted to Contest #76

“Hm, that lemon cake you made is uhm... really uhm… flavorful” Mika lied. “Hey, its one of those ‘It’s the thought that counts' moment,” I said. “I must say, you’re lucky that I have some chef blood in me,” He said. “I’m lucky? That’s humble. What makes you say that?” “Well I mean, soon we will be out of college, and we can’t rely on the campus crap that we usually eat, so we're going to have to be self-reliant. And to be honest, my lemon cake would kick yours to the ground. My lemon cakes are the Bruce Lees of lemon cakes.” “Are you saying ...

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“The countdown” by Kay Anne

Submitted to Contest #75

        TW: Self harm Addiction I didn’t think I would survive this year long enough to hear an entire countdown.                “10”                I honestly thought I would be dead right now. Not in a gloomy sad way, just in a logical science-ey way. Through my many endeavors with mental illness, through the plague that spread like water, through my...

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Author bio

{She/Her} I'm pretty good at singing opera and spending too much money on vinyls and pretty acrylic paints. Not very good at baking though...