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M. S. McNutt

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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I Think I Have a Crush on an Alien

M. S. McNutt

Carter sighed as he stared up at the night sky. He lay on his back in the grass of the backyard peering at the twinkling stars above as he so often did in his moments of brooding. Carter, a stereotypically handsome high school boy, found himself facing the stereotypical dilemmas of a stereotypical handsome high school boy. He fought the urge to check his phone for the hundredth time since he sent that risky text to Rebecca, a more than stereotypically gorgeous high school girl. Rebecca and Carter had been playing the “just friends” game for ...

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The Adventures of Sklumper

M. S. McNutt

Submitted to Contest #291

“Drat!” I called out as I ran straight into the wall for the fourth time that day. I was rushing about the castle up to the throne room after an urgent summons from King Fergus. The King was not a patient man and as his most beloved jester he called upon me fairly often. My quarters being the furthest point from the kings it was always a mad dash to reach the great hall before King Fergus decided he no longer wanted a belly laugh to fill him. I was most scorned when the king turned me away, for each laugh I received was worth coin. The more ...

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Tea and Time

M. S. McNutt

I stared at the mug of tea my mom had just made. She was about to do my favorite part, adding the cream. I love watching the white billow through the brown like storm clouds sweeping over the sky. We have the perfect clear glass mugs to witness this and with my eyes just barely above the counter I get a full view of the spectacle. “Mommy, how do you know how much to put in?” I ask her, mesmerized as the colors mix to the rich tan I know by heart. “Oh, I don’t know, I just eyeball it.” Mommy drinks tea every morning but I don’t always get to ...

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Everyone is the Hero in Their Own Story

M. S. McNutt

My people are depressed. I walk through my kingdom and am met with sunken eyes and sorrowful frowns. There is no light where we reside. The resources here are few and far between and the quality of life, if you can call it that, is abysmal at best. My brother “gifted” me this place and allows me to rule over all of the beings that dwell here. He sits upon his throne in the sky surrounded by abundance. My siblings rule land, sea and love while I sit in squalor below them. I continue to ruminate, as I always do, while I trudge through my halls...

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