Nancy Wright

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“A Family Out of Focus” by Nancy Wright

Submitted to Contest #258

*Trigger warning: Familial loss, mental health. Marla wakes up today much as she does every morning: sobbing and pawing at the damp sheets, screaming for someone, anyone, to save her children. Talk to them a few minutes longer after soccer practice. Invite them to ice cream a mile in the other direction. Pull them from the car before Mac can pop in that old Steely Dan CD and pull onto the highway. Stop the driver, out of his mind on coke, from plowing into the car in the first place.  But of course no one is here to answer her cries, no...

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“Becoming Meghan” by Nancy Wright

Submitted to Contest #253

As Sirenuse stood in the doorway of their bedroom, holding her I’d rather be drinking wine coffee cup and watching her new husband sleep, she thought for the millionth time how much she would like to kill him. Not that he was a bad guy. He was great, as sweet as could be. This whole place was sweet as a peach, but dear god was it boring. And even after a year and a half of sincerely trying, Sirenuse still had no idea how to do boring. She had no idea how to be this Meghan character she had created, either. Mostly because Meghan, the fictitio...

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“The Wind in the Willows” by Nancy Wright

Submitted to Contest #248

I can’t help but study the dirt beneath my mother’s fingernails as the blood slowly trickles out of her arm and into the smooth wooden bowl in my hands. I ate dandelion greens out of this bowl only a few hours ago. My knife–our knife–rests on the kitchen table next to her hip, its blade glistening in the full moon’s light. I realize this probably already sounds like some witchy-tale set in New England in the 1600’s, rather than an event taking place in a time of CT scans, smartphones and fake news.  That’s because we don’t exist. At l...

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Author bio

Bios are funny. The place we are asked to share the "what is" of our life, rather than the "what could've been." Always feels so incomplete to me, but here goes. While all of my early years seemed to find me on track to head into a career that was writing-related in some way, a catalytic event when I was 16 (because even my young life was the stuff of novels.) sent me spinning another direction. From the Pacifc Northwest, I moved to Hawaii for a while then back to Portland where I fell into the fashion industry as a freelance stylist--a stylist that doesn't really love all the glam, but instead is always longing to write. So, fast forward many years, and I am finally doing both. Plus some mind-set coaching, as well. I love adventurous spiritual concepts, as well as action and edgy dark themes. Just sitting around exploring "what-ifs" is my kind of day...and if my cat is nearby, all the better.