Kendall Defoe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (153)

153 Stories

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“Ping” by Kendall Defoe

Tuesdays… Always on a Tuesday. Yes, I am going to get into it. My name is Officer Steven Frye (no jokes, please), and I was assigned to a case that was too close to home. A simple domestic dispute that turned into something very unpleasant for all the wrong reason. You really want me to get into all of it here? Okay, I should not have been on the case. I was doing someone a favor b...

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“Boombox” by Kendall Defoe

Submitted to Contest #147

It was all Michael’s fault. After three weeks of dating, he really wanted to do something special for Sara. There were flowers (white roses; a favourite she mentioned in passing), candy (little Coke bottles; he liked them, too), and a dinner (home cooked when his parents were out and he finally learned how to make his own bread). It was all perfect; Sara told him so. And then, his first big mistake that felt like the per...

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“Flicker” by Kendall Defoe

The following letter was found in the desk of Ms. Sue Alva McIntyre, a former mother of four, grandmother of five, who decided to share the material with her local library many years ago. The letter itself was found in the archives and there was much speculation as to why it was never shared with the general public (such matters should become clear to the reader. It was deemed historically significant, and therefore ...

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“Polka-Dot” by Kendall Defoe

Part One:“Full knot?”“Make it loose.”Usually, I would not listen to my uncle, but he was a real ladies’ man back then, and I did not know what to do on a first date. My uncle Mike, proud to be around for the great moment, was already dressed to head out, but he wanted me to try out his scarf. Not even cold, I thought, so why would I need it? And then, after he took it from his neck, I felt the material.So light and really smart…“It’ll go with what you’re wearing right now.”“Yeah, ...

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“Kodachrome” by Kendall Defoe

Submitted to Contest #144

It began with my son. “Dad, what’s this?” We were clearing out the attic after his grandmother died. She was the last grandparent he had and Steven wanted to help me put everything in order and clean up all that we had to settle. I still remember the thick dust in that heat, all of the cobwebs, and the sunlight that was unmerciful through the windows. It streamed in and I felt the sweat and dust trickling d...

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“Immaculate Reception” by Kendall Defoe

The campsite was ready by the time the sun touched the horizon, so David, the scoutmaster for the troop, decided that this was a good moment for the announcement. “We’re gonna share some ghost stories tonight.” The boys in front decided to sound excited about it; the ones in the back, who had complained about the bus ride and the long hike, did not look up from their cell ph...

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“The Hornet” by Kendall Defoe

Leonard and Lewis had a bet, so David had to hear all about it. “She must have done something; must have been pretty bad.” “Bull. She’s so straight. No chance.” At least they were no longer in the library. David was sitting in the cafeteria when they both came in arguing about something that he knew too much about. Their librarian, Ms. Milton, was a complete mystery to them and they did not like it. ...

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“Sticky's ” by Kendall Defoe

*The following is the final food column posted by Russell A. Shussel, long time food critic for The Milltown Shout. We have no idea of his current location or as to whether or not his claims towards the end of the message are true. We simply decided to post this to meet a deadline. -the editors * There are many example...

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“The Fight ” by Kendall Defoe

“I remember...,” Michael said, as the man in front of him wiped the blood from his mouth. It was the end of the day and they could only hear the ventilation in the pipes and the hum of the monitors that will still open on that floor. David was still able to stand, but he knew that he needed his chair. “Yeah, I remember. How could I forget?” Michael thought about Gus. * ...

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“The Abused Muse Is Not Amused” by Kendall Defoe

*Note: the following journal entries were taken from the work of Dr. Rasmussen Stenchill, a well-known pioneer in the field of body dysmorphia and plastic surgery. As is well-known, Dr. Stenchill disappeared without any prior notice and left his colleagues wondering what did happen to the distinguished scientist. No information has been discovered in these notes to help throw light on his missing person file. - Standington PDSunday, March 27th

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“The Midnight Sun” by Kendall Defoe

Everyone remembers the first day of the midnight sun. It was hard to ignore at the end of Daylight Saving Time. When people woke up on Sunday morning, they thought that things were just the way they should be (other nations which had no DST went on as usual). This is what they expected. It was normal. It brought back the sun. That damn sun… Like you, I never knew what I had until I got it all the time. Tha...

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“One Year for Ginny” by Kendall Defoe

Submitted to Contest #137

Who’d you give up somethin’ you love for? Better be clear about that. My family, not always sweet on havin’ me around, told me that they were givin’ me one more chance to make a right impression on my Ginny. That is my niece; that’s the only one I’d give up anythin’ for. And who am I? Not really important, is it? This ain’t A.A. Nah, don’t worry about that. I gotta tell ya my story and ma...

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“Sampling ” by Kendall Defoe

Submitted to Contest #136

“You’ll never know unless you try…” Corey loved his mother; he kept her words in his head as he stared at the dishes in front of him. The waitress was charming enough when she put the food in front of him, but was there something devious in her look? Was there a bit of a sneer? He had a little tick in his face that would not go away. It was growing from the spicy and steaming mix of items in the biggest a...

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“A Quiet Case” by Kendall Defoe

Officer Jeffords realized that it was a bit late in the day, but he could see no way out of it. He would have to put in the time right away if he wanted to get this solved, put away a guilty man, or woman, and have the press leave him the hell alone. At least the roads were clear at that time of night, although he was beginning to suspect that they would always be that open. For over an hour, he drove down the highway until he reached an exit to a set of service roads that seemed endless. And he saw no one. There was not a single vehicle ...

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“The Absolutely True Story of Gork and Slarb” by Kendall Defoe

Submitted to Contest #134

Many time cycles in a different notion of our galaxy, Gitfangula was born. Wait, that really is not fair. How could I possibly begin the story of those two that way? In the celestial voids of Marnus and Minuous, there was a plan (oh, yes, that’s much better). In the minds of the elders of those sacred spaces, there was an urgent need to create a place where their thoughts could meander and grow without caus...

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Author bio

I write and try to keep my hand in the game; I teach and try to entertain as I instruct; I have two guitars (one electric, the other peaceful), no pets, a lot of books and hopes and dreams that I have learned to respect. I promise to keep improving my tall tales and beautiful lies... Review submitted to Globe and Mail: https://www.theglobeandmail.com/arts/e-vox-populi-our-readers-write/article1350857/ Private blog that should really be updated: http://undersolo.blogspot.com/ Look under 'D': http://www.thesquawkback.com/p/fngrlsdtb.html#d Another review: https://www.japantimes.co.jp/culture/2001/09/26/music/macy-gray-the-id/ And another review! https://www.moredarkthanshark.org/eno_int_suite-apr07.html Vocal+: https://vocal.media/authors/kendall-defoe Quora: https://www.quora.com/profile/Kendall-Defoe-1 'Talent is long patience.' - Guy de Maupassant “Write a short story every week. It's not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.” ― Ray Bradbury