Madisson James

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

Stories (35)

35 Stories

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“NanDroid” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #60

“So what’s she good for…I mean apart from the obvious” Chris chuckled then grinned wide. “A lot.” Mike answered curtly. It wasn’t just that he was seriously absorbed in punching in formula and code into the old rusty computer board; he just didn’t think Chris was worth the effort. “You can’t fool me. You resurrected or made, or whatever the hell you call this process, you brought this thing back to life for one reason. Admit it! You’re getting thirsty for something more than just spring water in this god-forsaken desert.” Chris chuck...

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“New Groove” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #59

“I did it! We’re all booked and ready to go. I am so excited Steve.” Nan clasped her hands together and looked dreamily into space. “I’m sure you are. I probably would be too if I knew what the hell you were talking about.” Steve slapped the newspaper close and threw it on the kitchen table. “What the hell have you gotten us into now woman?” Steve was sitting at the head of the table in the dining room of the cozy cottage that they shared doing what he loved to do best- read his morning paper and enjoy a nice hearty breakfast. Nan was movi...

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“Power's Out” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #58

'Power’s Out.' 'Again?' Nan looked up from her book. There was no point really. The room was plunged in darkness and there was literally nothing to see. But there was something to hear. The sound of several footsteps were heard in the corridor. Little feet moving very fast. Nan sighed and waited for them. They came bumbling in almost tumbling over one another. Somehow they made it to the bed. Nan was sitting upright against the bed post. John slammed into her chest. Shayla landed with a thud on Nan’s lap and Sue landed on top of Shayla...

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“The Wibble Will” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #57

“Dear Mr. Wibble, I really don’t think this is the kind of thing that we should be engaging in here.” “ Dear? Are you writing a letter to me Stanley?” Mr. Wibble did not look up from his magazine. He was 73 now but the years were telling on his beard but certainly not in his voice or his fierce looking eyes. Stanley fumbled with his glasses, adjusting them three times on the bridge of his nose before he spoke again. “I’m just saying…” “I know what you’re just saying. They are family and they deserve an inheritance. Well, they may deser...

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“Mike meets Nan” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #56

Nan was ready. She looked herself over one more time in the mirror. She was ‘hot’! Not ‘hot’ in the way her teenage male students at Rocket High School referred to the mini skirt, breast bulging female classmates, but rather to a mid-forties mature eye. She glossed her lips one more time smacking for good measure and then dabbing with a napkin after. She thought of her old television icons Jane Fonda, Doris Day and a few others. They were right in line with her. Nan adjusted her lengthy Maxi Brand skirt and fluffed her blouse at her waist. S...

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“Secret-S Society” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #55

The clock struck 9:31 pm Everyone of the 4  members of the Secret-S Society sat nervously in their seats. They were in an old storage room on the ground floor of the HomeAway Residence. They had been meeting in this fashion for over six months now without a hiccup. Something was up. “I knew this was a bad idea from the start.” John said throwing an invisible curve ball against the opposite wall to him. John was a retired first baseman for the Platinum Backs. “Be patient John. We ain’t tryina steal bases here. I am sure they will be...

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“Gunter and Mabel” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #54

Love. So many people have confused this beautiful ever existing phenomena with emotion, infatuation and even pain. But Love is none of these things. Love is a pure ever flowing energy that has existed from the beginning of time. It is available to all who want it. Love is neither prejudiced nor biased but it is honest; it is very very honest. My name is Nan and today I will tell you a story about a thing that happened between two people. There was love present, and there still is love there but I want to share with you how love was m...

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“Summer Love” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #53

Nan was bored. It was summer for heaven’s sake! Where was the fun and excitement? Nan’s parents Chris and Doris had both decided to travel to Cambodia for a long awaited 50th wedding anniversary trip. They embarked as soon as the airports opened up for leisure travel. Big sister Barbs was taking up online summer college classes in Georgia; she hadn’t left town since the lockdown. Big brother Bernad was busy playing table tennis in the morning and swimming in the evening at the local tennis club. He had a new guerilla mask for every...

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“Manimals” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #52

“For the last time Anthony George Williams  III, get off the dining room table and stop wielding that fork- YOU ARE NOT A PIRATE!” Mrs. Williams ran around the long oblong table trying to snatch the coat tail of her youngest son. It was a futile attempt. George ran around on the top of the table keeping just enough space between himself and his mother. He was squealing with pleasure the whole time. And why not, George was six years old now and he was the king of the castle, or the pirate ship…or whatever other type of vessel he imagi...

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“Everything?” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #51

“It’s been twenty years now Nan. What do you expect to find there?” “Everything! I’ll find everything there Babs.” “Everything? I think you’re being a little delusional, or just pathetic. What connection do you have to that place? Even our names are Western. What could you possibly be looking for in the past Nan?” “Babs…you wouldn’t understand. You have Larry and the girls.” Babs laughed aloud. They were arguing in the small bedroom of the apartment Nan rented with her husband and children. Bab’s laughter echoed on the walls and strummed in ...

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“A day at the Zoo” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #50

Nan eased the covers away from her body and looked at her infected hands. It had been three days now. Things didn’t look any better. Susan came into the room with one eye open while rubbing the other. It was 7 am. “Need any help mom?” Susan was 12 years old now and the champion of the Lightbourne ‘Zoo’. She was a pleasant child; the kind that remembers even the worst of things fondly. Out of Nan’s three children, Susan was the one to seek out mother and assist her during this unusual time. Nan was a recently retired school teacher. She now ...

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“Just say it!” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #47

‘Just say it, you silently reminded yourself. You knew you’d regret it if you didn’t. It made you angry but so what? There wasn’t anyone who cared and you didn’t have the privilege to be upset anyway. You looked her in the face and tried to grimace a smile. It was your thousandth false smile and you were getting better at it. “You’ll have to sleep with the kids in the attic. I have guests tonight.” Babsey said not in the least concerned with my response. ‘Just say it…” I muttered under my breathe. But Babsey was already half way down the cor...

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“Voice of a Thousand” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #46

The sun was still up but I could barely keep my eyes open. It was a Saturday. I couldn’t go on like this forever. I needed to sleep. I slipped away from the TV room. Surely no one would be aware. Surely ‘he’ wouldn’t notice. Brandy, my older sister, was captivated in front of the old tube. Little brother Rudy was outside making a muck of things in the backyard, as always. Mom was visiting with a friend and Dad was at work. It was summer holiday; that just meant more sleepless nights for me. I didn’t know where ‘he’ was; could I really steal ...

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“Chicken Boy and the Banker” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #45

He was there again.Why didn’t somebody do something about this kid? He’s been hanging around this street for over a month now.It was getting kind of creepy.I crossed the main street and headed for the business office. It was 8:05 am. I was early-ish. I avoided the eyes of that kid as I walked through the glass doors. He was always begging for something and there was always that thing in his hand. It’s a shame that these people are allowed to roam on these downtown streets.The office was cold. It was always cold lately. I was always cold. I s...

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“No quiet Storm” by Madisson James

Submitted to Contest #44

Knowing the nature of humanity does not equate to understanding the actions of man; time in this dilemma is proceeded only by experience and a personal one at that.Parklesis flapped his wings long and hard as we emerged from the wormhole. We had no say in the direction of our punishment but there was no way that I, Jaiden Storm,  would be going anywhere or rather anytime without Parklesis.Parklesis was an aviant Equidae. Born from the ancient family of Perissa, to date, there was maybe a hundred of her kind across the span of time. You ...

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Author bio

Hi there. I'm Madisson your friendly online writer of just about everything. what's life without great stories. I'll read as many as I can and write a few quirky ones along the way too. Imagination in my world is a big happy deal.