Lisa Lacey

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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“Gossips and Grapevines ” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS“Hello. Where is the giant?”Herman glanced up from the folding table he was wrestling with. The last leg finally snapped into place, pinching his pinky finger. He bit back a word that was best not said in front of the little girl looking up at him.“I’m sorry. What?”“The giant. Where is he? Does he work for you?” The child asked again, between bites of a caramel apple. The sticky brown liquid dripped down the stick and onto the front of her frilly, blue dress.Herman was glad he hadn’t finished setting up his display...

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“The Whispering Sky Part Two” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS “Remember, don’t bring up the lake or say anything at all about fishing in front of your Grandpa.” My mother reminded me for the hundredth time, as we pulled down the driveway to my grandparents’ house. The tires crunched loudly on the gravel. “I know, mom.” I didn’t look up from the game I was playing on my phone. “I mean it, Simon. He gets really upset about it.” My mother’s eyes pierced me from the rear-view mirror. “Listen to your mother, Simon.” My father chimed in from the front passenger seat, distracte...

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“The Whispering Sky” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS “Remember, don’t bring up the lake or say anything at all about fishing in front of your Grandpa.” My mother reminded me for the hundredth time, as we pulled down the driveway to my grandparents’ house. The tires crunched loudly on the gravel. “I know, mom.” I didn’t look up from the game I was playing on my phone. “I mean it, Simon. He gets really upset about it.” My mother’s eyes pierced me from the rear-view mirror. “Listen to your mother, Simon.” My father chimed in from the front passenger seat, distracted ...

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“Family Reunion” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS “You sure you don’t need anything else before I go?” Mark, always the last guest of the season to leave, asked for the tenth time that day. “Thanks, Mark, but I’m good.” Molly pointed towards the towering woodpile beside her small log cabin and chuckled. “I think you guys put up enough wood for the next three winters.”“Just making sure.” Mark hefted another duffel bag filled with mountain climbing gear into his truck bed and shrugged. “We worry about you, you know?” “Why because I am just a helpless little woman l...

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“Work Visa” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS Julia had lost her fiance, her best friend, and her job all on the same day. Her boss had told her she was being ‘let go’ because the company was downsizing, but for the past week she had been working extra hours training a new hire that was fresh out of college. It appeared that her trainee wasn’t meant to be an addition to the company, but was there to take her place. Probably because they could pay her half the salary. Julia had come home from work early, since she was no longer employed, to find her fiance a...

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“The New House Pet” by Lisa Lacey

I stood in the vacuum cleaner aisle biting my already stubby nails down to the quick. My stomach churned with anxiety. A wide array of options were displayed before me, but I didn’t like any of them. I’d had my old upright vacuum for over 10 years, but last week it had finally given out on me. Duct tape and hot glue weren’t going to get it working again this time. I’d called every store in the state, but no one repaired that model. It was just too old they said, the company didn’t even make the replacement parts for it anymore. Like most ...

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“Past, Present, and Future” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS Jack lay in his bed gazing out the window. He watched the faint curtain of pastel lights dance in the night sky. The moon was nearing its new phase and the stars sparkled all the more brightly for its muted glow. The lights had appeared just over a week ago and they were steadily becoming more conspicuous with each passing day. The villagers had begun talking about them in hushed voices, speculating on their meaning. Bright, colorful lights regularly lit up the night sky over the large, walled cities. The light...

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“Definitely Not Santa” by Lisa Lacey

James gritted his teeth as he lay in bed on Christmas Eve listening to the clock in the hall slowly ticking the seconds away. He could mostly ignore it during the day, except for when it would loudly chime on the hour. The melody it played every fifteen minutes was pretty annoying, but at least the steady march of the second hand blended into the background noise of a busy house. That was not the case at night though. At night it was as though the volume increased for every hour that passed and the sound of it drove him absolutely mad.Beside...

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“The Other Half” by Lisa Lacey

The woman had been wandering the mansion for days now. It was an endless maze of carpeted stone hallways and large, decadent rooms. Despite all the walking, her feet did not hurt, nor was she particularly tired. She could not recall the last time she had slept, but she had watched the sky beyond the colorful stained glass windows go from light to dark to light again, at least a handful of times.A fog weighed heavily on her mind. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant. More like the cloud brought on by good food and even better drink. It erased her wo...

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“We Should Go Out” by Lisa Lacey

Claire stood in front of her bedroom mirror smoothing nonexistent wrinkles from her new blue blouse. It was a little dressy for the rest of her outfit, but she thought it went well enough with her jeans and sneakers and besides, blue was his favorite color. She stole a quick glance out her window at the driveway. It was still empty. Her mother wasn’t home yet. Claire had the house all to herself for at least a little while longer. She took a deep breath and began to practice her speech again. “Austin, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about...

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“The Rose Colored Glasses” by Lisa Lacey

Tracy plopped down on the couch with a loud groan. Her whole body hurt from being on her feet all day at the grocery store. She hated her job as a cashier. The scent of tomato sauce and Italian herbs wafted towards her from the steaming plastic bowl on the coffee table.She looked down at the microwave meal with disgust. She knew from past experience that the dish wouldn’t taste nearly as good as it smelled. The spaghetti was a pasty mass of overcooked noodles and pasta sauce. Like usual, only two meatballs had been included in the tray and t...

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“What You Sow ” by Lisa Lacey

The Boy found the seed on his way to school. He was walking with his head down to hide his black eye, watching his scuffed sneakers appear one in front of the other on the rough cement, when he came upon it. He stooped down to get a closer look and poked at it with one finger. It was about the size of a nickel but shaped like a plump orange slice. It’s shell was woody and the color of charred walnut, and it wriggled a little when he touched it. Today was his birthday. Not that anyone would remember. They never did. But maybe this could be...

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“The Ghost Outfit” by Lisa Lacey

I miss my shoes the most. I thought it would be eating food. Steak, sushi, or double fudge brownie ice cream. Maybe it would be the attention that I commanded in the boardroom when all eyes were on me and the riveting presentation I was giving. Or perhaps it would be the touch of another human being, although I never did have much time for boyfriends, what with my career and all.But no. Turns out, it’s my shoes.One specific pair really. The cherry red high heels. I bought them as a Christmas present for myself two years ago. Even with the su...

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“A Second Chance” by Lisa Lacey

UNFINISHED WORK IN PROGRESS The second Hailey pulled to a stop outside the warehouse and cut off her car’s engine she began to hear the strange sound. Stepping out of the rusty junk heap on four wheels and onto the street she glanced up and down the dark road trying to figure out just where the noise was coming from. Old, abandoned warehouses lined either side, their ancient hulking brick buildings creating monstrous looming shadows in the night.Hailey felt, more then heard, the deep rumbling sound. It vibrated in her chest cavity as though ...

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“Hoover the Owl” by Lisa Lacey

Hoover wasn’t like the other owls. For one thing he had a proper human name. The lady with the camera had given it to him. His mother still called him by the series of long and short throaty hoots she had always used, no matter how many times he insisted his name was Hoover. She’d just screech loudly at him whenever he repeated this fact. She didn’t approve of him using human words or a human voice. Hoover had always known he was different. From the time he hatched, his vocal cords were never quite right. He sounded a bit like a hawk, b...

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Author bio

I enjoy reading and writing science fiction, fantasy, paranormal romance, horror, and stories set in post apocalyptic and dystopian societies. I have several rough draft novels written and some short stories finished and posted here. I hope to one day create something that can be published, but for now I am just writing every day and trying to get better at it. When I am not reading or writing I enjoy playing video games with my friends online, working in my garden, hanging out with my pets, or trying out some new artsy craft.