Niki Smallwood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2023

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Umbrellas and Broken Dreams” by Niki Smallwood

Sitting on the Other Side of the Lake watching the rain had become a hobby of Dave’s since the breakup. He knew that Abbi had returned to Brazil to finish her studies, but he imagined her sitting on Her Side looking back at him, nonetheless. Just like they used to. Before she left the first time. Little sprinkles of water turned to hard pressing nails in the blink of an eye. Then back to tiny needlepoints at once. And back again. It was one of those days where the rain couldn’t or wouldn’t stop… but it also couldn't or wouldn...

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“Rain on the Plane” by Niki Smallwood

Watching the rain come in over the lake at her home flat was one of the most beautiful things Abigail had seen in recent times.It started as a few dimples in the centre of the tiny inlet. Then the drops spread outwards in a near perfect circle until they reached her patio. She liked to imagine it was a spiral working its way out to her little corner of the world. A corner of which she was going to have to take proper ownership very quickly.How frustrating.I mean he never watered the plants quite right anyway.They were always a little br...

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“Steak Diane” by Niki Smallwood

Submitted to Contest #184

And tonight I remembered all over again that some things are more important than finishing the last drag of your cigarette while staring out at empty space.Yes, or no.Like remembering you feel haunted.By spiders in your hair. Rats in your apartment you never realised existed. Until after a prolonged stay on Base Alpha that you never planned for.By memories you never got to have.From a past you never knew you’d regret.From a childhood you never knew you’d wanted.A gross sense of ennui that you’re not about to let diminish and swell into panic...

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“Jupiter's Golden Stain” by Niki Smallwood

Submitted to Contest #183

Jupiter's Golden StainDoesn’t look special to me…The words haunted him as he lay down to rest. Usually as soon as his head hit the pillow he found himself in a deep sleep.But not today. Not tonight.Dave couldn’t help but focus on his least favourite spot on the ceiling. It wasn’t a wet patch, but it looked like one.It looked like a yellow stain. Like a cat had urinated on polystyrene. Like the cat had done it several times. Like it was the cat’s favourite place to take a slash. Like the urine was starting to eat through the ceiling after yea...

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