🎉 Our next novel writing master class starts in –! Claim your spot →
Advice, insights and news
Free 10-day publishing courses
Free publishing webinars
Free EPUB & PDF typesetting tool
Launch your book in style
Assemble a team of pros
A weekly short story contest
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022
Submitted to Contest #163
When he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had ascended to heaven.This was some sort of cosmic irony, for as soon as Juan Del Toro had shaken off the crustiness of sleep and grasped the whole picture, he discovered that he had been murdered by his wife, Eleanora De Soledad, who had slit his throat with the same razor she used to shave his beard.As he gazed at the image of his wife, lying in bed next to his earthly body, dressed in a white satin sleep, the ends of which were stained with his blood; He became filled with a wave of burning anger...
I must. So I will.
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email: