Logan McDonnell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Crimson” by Logan McDonnell

Submitted to Contest #72

Electricity buzzed in the dark and tight alleyway as the lights flickered on and off. The flies, programmed to be attracted to light, flew in circles around the flickering light, hypnotized by the bright fluorescent globe in the sky. The alleyway, which is filled with litter and stray cats. “9:25 pm. All citizens please report back to your homes for curfew. Any violation will result in immediate punishment.” The announcement was heard all over the town as people in gray suits walked the sidewalk in a neat and single-file line. They...

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“Strawberry Tarts” by Logan McDonnell

Submitted to Contest #71

The sun was barely up, peeking through the bakery’s window, shinning light directly into Lilac’s eyes. She blinked rapidly, not having time to stop focusing on the recipe in front of her. The bakery smelt like sugar, flour, and strawberries, making anyone who walked by want to enter the store to purchase the delicate dessert Lilac was working on. Lilac’s forehead was covered in some dough, from the earlier endeavor of baking the tarts that were passed down through her family. She was rushing, the festival was opening in 15 minutes, and she...

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“Prank Wars” by Logan McDonnell

Submitted to Contest #24

AdalynI ram the screwdriver into the panel to open it. Dust falls out and I cough. “My jobs Fantastic” I muttered sarcastically to myself. Being a mechanic aboard a ship sucks, but it does have some perks. Like the money I earn, and the great view of space outside. Yea, you read that right.I am in freaking outer space! I chuckle and put the screwdriver away before It could float away. My hair is always a crazy mess, so I don’t even bother it when it flies up. I grab a scrunchy from my wrist and I put my reddish-brownish hair into a...

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“Today's not the Day. ” by Logan McDonnell

Submitted to Contest #22

I hate going to these kinds of things. My Mom says it’ll be better to go out into the ‘Real World’ or whatever that means. I despise Holiday parties. They are just another ruse for people to be drinking and doing stupid stuff. Yet I’m here anyway, stuck between two people making out and a fat guy smoking his lungs out. Happy New Years Eve to me. I get up from the couch, coughing my way to the kitchen, hoping to get a dessert that doesn’t taste like shit. Lucky me, the only things that were left was weed brownies and cookies I wouldn't...

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Author bio

Leave it to me to write something decent