Maisie Sutton

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Consequences of Inertia” by Maisie Sutton

Submitted to Contest #98

It started with the little things. Like not being able to get a parking spot in front of his house for the third day in a row. Or when he went to his favorite burger bar only to be told they were out of buns, but could give him a lettuce wrap instead—um, no. Diego really started to suspect that his luck had turned when his dog Bruno got sick, seemingly out of nowhere. The dog recovered but inexplicably began leaning to the left when he walked, his previously expressive giant brown eyes replaced with a pleading, vacant look. Diego could barel...

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“Spineless” by Maisie Sutton

Submitted to Contest #91

The crumpled business card bore a simple and cutting phrase, scrawled in blue ink: “I am a truly spineless piece of shit.”The card fluttered to the floor when Allison opened the well-worn copy of The Prince of Tides, the call number on the spine faded to the point of near invisibility. She wondered which of the hipster guests of “The Beach Retreat” would have possibly shoved the card in an old library book. Did they find the book on her “leave a book, take a book” shelf in the lobby, or did they actually bring a library book on their surf va...

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“Living in the Gray” by Maisie Sutton

Submitted to Contest #86

You aren’t the first person to tell me that I am an arrogant bastard. I assure you that I really am not; I am just horribly, indescribably, frustratingly misunderstood. But I think you know that about me, by now.I was different then, back when I first met you.I was full of big ideas, riding high on the approval of my second patent. I was young and still had the illusion of being in control of my life.And then, there was you. The day we met, forever etched in my mind as one of those perfect days. That bright cloudless March morning with the s...

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“Spinning” by Maisie Sutton

Submitted to Contest #84

Jane knew it must be either December or June, because she clearly remembered someone talking about yesterday being the solstice. Not someone she was actually talking to, but a person on television, probably. Or it could have been the delivery person from the Thai place down the street. Jane concluded that it couldn’t be the winter solstice, because she totally would have noticed if it was cold outside. Not that she had been outside in the past three months, or possibly four months, with each day being just like the last one. Jane had been ke...

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Author bio

I figured I couldn't put it off any longer...time to take the writing leap. If you took the time to read any of my stories, thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️. I am open to any and all constructive feedback as we ride this crazy writing journey together.