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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2019
Submitted to Contest #19
Bah damn blasted humbug, thought Susan. She was deep into an early December shift and she was heartbroken. It was the people. These desperate people. She was heartsick from their constant demands for toys. Their anger when she was out of an item. The last woman had literally cried over a flipping doll. Then she swore. It wasn’t at Susan but ...
Submitted to Contest #18
It was in my pocket and I gripped it, ready to pull it out. Next to it was something I wanted very much to give away. That I should have done sooner but too late now. “Look, my friend. No one wants a fight today.” “You’re about to get one, you Spic bastard.” “
Submitted to Contest #16
We were warned not to go into the woods. But I did it anyway. I was what they called the black sheep of the family, the one most likely to break the rules. So, I figured I’d live up to my reputation and go. It was getting hard to find game now. The area had been overhunted. Drought had driven off much of the remaining animals. I really had no choice if we were going to eat anything other than vegetables, roots, and berries, and little enough of them. To be honest, I hate vegetables. I have a hard ...
Submitted to Contest #11
“Mom, I wish you’d stop comparing my son to his father. I know you don’t particularly like John and I don’t blame you. But James isn’t him.” “I didn’t say he was,” Jane said, looking at her daughter. Sara sighed, and shifted in her seat. It was morning and they were eating breakfast on the front porch. It was screened in so a cool breeze blew in off the lake. This wa...
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