Laurie Spellman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

Stories (11)

11 Stories

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“Ton Talk” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #254

"Ton Talk"Society Papers Issue# 1 - The London Season of 1814April 13thDear Dear Gentle Readers,Prepare to be enthralled, my loyal accomplices, as the esteemed families in our tight-lipped society find themselves once again under the scrutiny of my sharpened quill. The Ton has been veiled in hushed silence for months in the off-season, awaiting the blossoms of spring. My ink well ran dry with the absence as the nobility took a holiday to country estates and long ocean voyages.Some of you thought I, too, convalesced taking summer off from gat...

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“Archeology Of Enlightenment” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #251

July 17, 2164, Zion National Park, UtahDr. Jaden Reynolds A decade ago, during a research expedition in Thailand, I met my future husband while working on our thesis in the monastery of Wat Mahathat, also called the 'Temple of Relics.' We shared a lighthearted moment that marked the beginning of our relationship. As I stooped to brush the dirt off the ancient stone tablet, a voice behind me said, "Careful. Those tablets are known to cast a love spell on archaeologists." I turned around to see a charming smile on the...

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“Echoes On The Bayou” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #250

At a very young age, I realized I could pick up sound ranges like having the hearing of a canine, so I got the nickname Echo. My friends would tease me, but I knew I could use it for good someday. Army Ranger school was no joke, but I did it, one of a handful of women earning my commission and an assignment in the Military Police. After several tours of duty and over a hundred missions, I returned home and started the "Echo" LeBlanc Private Detective Agency.The transition from military to civilian life was tough, but starting my agency gave ...

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“Let The Good Times Roll” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #249

Plumes of cigarette smoke dance in the air, burning my eyes, and spirits flow endlessly as the world's biggest party rolls forth outside. If you are one of the few who can remember it when they wake up the next day, Mardi Gras in New Orleans was the craziest time of the year. The liquor bottles vibrated on the shelves to the bass line of "Pour Some Sugar On Me." Jasmine was gyrating atop the Les Bon Ton Rouler bar as customers ogled her body. Don't get me wrong; she is something to see. She has legs that stretch for miles and a fac...

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“Sambas and Birdsongs: A Tale of Two Cities” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #248

João Santos, Music Journal, April 1, 2024, Rio de Janeiro They say once you lose your groove, you never get it back. But they are always wrong. I climbed on the mossy rock in the heart of Tijuca Forest and closed my eyes, letting the sounds resonate. The rustling of the breeze, birds chirping, and a waterfall's distant roar vibrated the earth beneath my feet. This was the place my Mom, Beatriz Santos, had taken me before she passed away. Growing up, we camped in this secret spot and explored the Rainforest together. Mom taught me t...

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“Gummy Mayhem” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #246

It was just another day in the life of Velma Dinkley, the resident nerd and social outcast. It's safe to say that I will never have a shot at being famous. My love for all things cerebral and my less-than-stellar social skills made me an easy target for bullies like Katelynn Carson. She was a classic mean girl straight from Hollywood central casting. I'd been dealing with her taunts and jabs for years, but it all came to a head at her Halloween party last year.Katelynn had set up a game of spin the bottle, and I knew it wouldn't end well for...

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“A Planet’s Worth” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #245

In the first photograph of Mercury captured by humans, I could see the fear etched on its cracked gray face. The planet's weathered visage held many secrets, its surface marked with millions of deep, enigmatic recesses. Upon closer inspection, a stark white spot emerged—a colossal 50-mile-wide crater the scientists called Debussy. Mercury was peering back at me, an all-seeing eye unveiling its truths. I orbit through the indigo expanse of stars, with only a few planets perceptible to my naked eye. I glimpse Venus, the hottest plan...

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“Unleashing My Inner Unicorn ” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #244

When I was little, I would run through the park, my hair streaming in a silky mane, pretending to be a unicorn with a shimmering coat and glittering horn. You should never let a unicorn wander too far into the woodlands alone. Otherwise, you might find yourself lost in the forest, chasing after a creature that's decided to follow its whimsical desires.Ahhh, sunsets over Manhattan are always the perfect backdrop for broadcasting from Studio Two. The red light flickered on the camera, panning on me at my reporter's desk. My director counted do...

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“The Orion Effect” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #243

World Log Entry: February 29, 2164As we zoom in on the planet Natura Martis, divided by the vast Aetheric Sea, Abeona and Adiona, two distinct continents, come into focus where the airplane was never conceived. I am Abeona, a Roman deity who created this world. The continent that bears my name is the land of outward journeys. Rugged landscapes, steep mountains, and deep valleys divide the terrain. The mortal inhabitants are brave and adventurous. On the other continent, Adiona, named after the Roman Goddess of safe return, is home ...

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“The Thinker Strikes Again” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #242

So, I'm twenty-two and haven't shared a smooch, been on a date, or even held hands with anyone? Well, I'm the one and only Maisie May Jones. I have been too busy slaying at life! Or maybe I was waiting for the perfect moment to sweep someone off their feet (or for them to sweep me off mine). I'm a Texan from Corpus Christi - the land of beautiful beaches and overgrown cowtowns. Who needs a date when you can chill at the beach with a margarita and the sun on your face? As a five-year-old, I fell in love with the art world and dreamed of ...

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“Angel Feathers” by Laurie Spellman

Submitted to Contest #239

Luna stood atop the snow-capped mountain, staggered by the emerald feathers raining from the sky. She was tickled at the thought of the archangel dropping her a sign from heaven. Luna twirled around, catching feathers and stuffing them into her pockets. The sight of the feather storm was nothing short of a miracle.With a name like Luna Auriga Perez, she had always been drawn toward celestial inspiration. Her affinity for moons, zodiacs, and stars was evident in every piece of jewelry that bore her name. For a long time, she was afraid of tak...

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Author bio

I have a Bachelor of Arts from Loyola University of New Orleans. I co-founded a professional color cosmetics brand, Ultimate Face. We are known for our trademark collection and education. Over the past thirty-five years, I have enjoyed a fulfilling career as a writer of beauty industry textbooks and makeup curricula. My works include "The Book of Makeup Specialty" and "The Ultimate Makeup Academy." But my creative pursuits do not end there. I am also writing a novel, I look forward to continuing to share my passion for storytelling with the world. Laurie B Spellman owns the copyrights of all stories