M. M.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (19)

19 Stories

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“Casa Masa - a dancer's tale ” by M. M.

Submitted to Contest #73

The curtain went down after the final act of the night, Jessica sat down wearily, took off her dance shoes and rubbed her aching feet, her hair tied up tightly sweat soaking the bandana she wore as part of her costume. It had been four months now, the tour was going well, city to city as the troupe danced and performed in the musical "Gypsy", which had become an overnight success after its first opening. "We leave first thing tomorrow for Washington." Olga announced, coming in with more flowers, placing them in vases provided by the theat...

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“The Company ” by M. M.

Submitted to Contest #72

It was ten days before Christmas, the temps dropped and the sky was dark and uninviting as Kelly rushed out the door to go to work, her coffee canister in hand. She got into her car, an old Chevy that needed tons of work but she just couldnt afford it right now, her cashier job at Walmart didnt give her enough pay, she barely made ends meet. Her trailer also needed work, but sigh, that took some extra money too. "I know mom, the bills are piling in, i got my hours cut and i am doing the best i can." Kelly told Margaret, her mom who lived bac...

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“Under the Willow Tree” by M. M.

Submitted to Contest #72

Phoebe Tucker pulled her long blond hair into a tight pony tail - the morning promised nice hot weather, perfect for fixing up her new yard of the bungalow hobby farm she had just purchased along with several animals and two horses she wanted to train and show at the local fairs soon. Phoebe had dreamed of her own hobby farm and finally here she was, very ecstatic, the excitement in her blood energizing as she went to the barn. It was early, the sun had just risen over the Montana skies, pinks and orange hues of beauty, the air smelled of ...

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“Grandfather's legacy ” by M. M.

Submitted to Contest #72

I walked out of the lawyer's office, into the bitter cold of January, the New York city traffic zooming by, oblivious to the cars honking and hub of the crowded sidewalks. My mind was reeling, tired at the same time, as if both could be possible? "What on earth was he thinking that crazy old hoot." I said to noone, this was NY anyway, nobody cared if someone talked to themselves on a snowy day.I found a Starbucks and immediately went in, in spite of the weather there were tables left. I ordered a latte, extra whipped cream and sat down pulli...

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Author bio

Hi, i am a hobby writer, studying creative writing at the post secondary level. Writing has always been my favorite past time, and i love to create ideas, characters, and make them come alive - i hope you enjoy my story as much as i enjoy writing them.