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Maria Gelman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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Crickets

Submitted to Contest #58

I hate crickets. Not the way they look or anything. I just hate their little chirps, especially when it comes to nighttime. I don’t remember when I started hating them, honestly. Maybe it was on that night when my boyfriend (well, ex now) and I were at the train station and he was hugging me and I giggled and commented on how loud they were. Maybe it was when I felt stuck while lying in bed on lonely summer nights in my household, listening intently for footsteps and voices. Maybe it was just that I couldn’t sleep while they were making th...

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To My Dad And To Everyone Who I’m Going To Prove Wrong

Submitted to Contest #46

I stared at the blank page before me, hands poised above the keyboard. It had been two years. Two years working minimum wage jobs, two years since I dropped out of college, and two years since I’d quit writing completely, because, according to my father, “You can’t make a living as a writer. You’ll be a starving artist.” Well, I wasn’t a starving artist. I was just a starving minimum wage worker, which he says is basically the same thing. Between working long hours, eating, and sleeping, my time was limited and I had little-to-none to devote...

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Life Resolutions

Submitted to Contest #25

I hate New Year’s Resolutions.I tried to peek from behind the door. I had heard a smashing noise, but that was about it. “Dad?” My voice was barely a whisper.Instead of seeing him near the door, he was sitting at the table, beer bottle in his hand.“Guess that New Year Resolution didn’t work out, huh, champ?” he asked, and I realized he was speaking to me.Cautiously, I nodded as I stepped out from the other room. “Where’s mom?”“She went out after finding this.” He waved the beer bottle in the air. “Typical.”I glanced at the wall to see a brok...

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Cloudy with a Chance of Fog

Submitted to Contest #24

From the corner of my eye, I saw the suspect. Crap. I needed to act natural. I could not mess this up.I kept my pace steady, even when he fell in line behind me. Taking out my phone, I called my supervisor."Hello?""Hi, I'd like a cheese pizza, please.""Agent Tay, is everything okay?""No, no peppers.""Is the suspect behind you?""Yes, pepperoni is fine.""Do you need backup?""I mean, preferably, I could go with some peppers...""Where are you?"My eyes landed on a random house in front of me. "I'm at—"The phone was ripped out of my hand, and in a...

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