Mark Chadish

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Peace Canyon” by Mark Chadish

Submitted to Contest #160

“One of the main reasons early societies could evolve was by redirecting some of their capital from producing food to building and reasoning. The lower the percentage of people were in agriculture, the more efficient they became. The recent weather changes have destroyed thousands of years of progress. Now we are back to square one: focused on surviving again.” Theo listens but can barely stay awake. He has heard the same old boring hogwash for years now. He was not even born when the “first critical point” was reached, although he had hear...

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“My Hand for a Watch” by Mark Chadish

Submitted to Contest #159

Lucille can’t believe her eyes. She checks the balance for the 5th time. She is not sure if it’s the hangover, the sleep deprivation, or both. Again, the numbers show the exact same unbelievably large number. One hundred thousand euros. And the seven thousand two hundred eighty she had before but who would read after the first two commas anyway. Her heart is palpitating. “This changes everything” she mutters under her breath. “I can finally finish my studies, pay for mom’s hospital bills, get a pick-up truck for the business-“ “Hey lady, it...

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“Servant of the people” by Mark Chadish

“I need three people to help me hoist the mainsail. It is quite heavy so I need three strong lads for this, and we will need to work together. Who’s in?” This was the second time captain Julius had used sexist language since they had sailed on their department teambuilding activity. Normally, Helena would have “educated” him, but today she had other priorities, mainly her career. It had been two years since Helena had joined the business consultancy departmen...

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“The Zen master” by Mark Chadish

Submitted to Contest #146

Henry had reached Zen mode. It felt perfect: meaningful yet light. “Dad, have you seen Tom’s Switch?” And that was about it. The question pulled him back to his bedroom in an instant. His teenage daughter was standing in front of him, with her arms crossed, annoyed. He made sure he had locked the door, although he had been suspecting for a while that the kids had been messing with the locks. “Lisa, I would think you are old enough to get a hint. Like your father sitting alone, in his bedroom, with the door locked.” Realizing how odd ...

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