Nina Thompson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

155 karma pts

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“Taking Care” by Nina Thompson

Submitted to Contest #148

Her withered hands curled around the frosty beer bottle looked to me like the cover of a rock album. One Last Drink with the Devil, it would be called, and filled with Led-Zeppelin-esque songs about death and alcoholism.Mrs. Chambers had her dry lips pursed as she studied my apartment. I took a reluctant look around as well, trying to see my place from her perspective. The trippy posters on the wall would tell her that I smoke weed. The secondhand everything probably says that I’m a hippy, or unemployed, or both. The admittedly excessive amo...

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“Tears are Ticklish” by Nina Thompson

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #84

Tears are ticklish. In the vague, unsatisfying way that a self-inflicted feather can be. I cry quietly, no sound escaping my mouth, occasionally feeling myself shake. I am rocking on a boat setting sail for no place in particular. I am lying in a bed of moss in a hazy forest. I am nursing a cup of tea, bathed in the soft early morning light of my future apartment. I am anywhere but here, my boxy safe haven, suddenly not so safe. Or is it still safe? Is it me who is unsafe? I’m the one leaving, toppling the raft, spilling the cup of cham...

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“The View From the Red House” by Nina Thompson

Submitted to Contest #81

They move like machines, well-oiled and practiced. They are doing their dinner routine, both cooking together as they’ve done for the past fifty-seven years. Stir the soup, spin the salad, put the kettle on. The machines whir to a stop as they sit down at their table. Careful sighs as they adjust their time-worn bodies. The room around them is small. It just nearly fits their round table and the four cushioned chairs that breezed through four different homes with them. Monthly leg-tightening and yearly mending means that the chairs will b...

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“Chance Encounters of the Romantic Kind” by Nina Thompson

Submitted to Contest #81

“I hate vegans! They’re always in my face about me eating meat! Like, get off of my dick, right?”The girl in front of me grins jokingly, and I force out out a laugh. “Uh, right. Well, you know, I’m vegan.”The smile slips off of her face. Her eyes drift away from mine as she takes a long sip of wine out of her fourth glass of the night. I really better call her a cab.Later, after shutting the door on her ride home, I take a breath of relief. I’m feeling a little tipsy myself, since I had to drink two mojitos just to put up with her, but inste...

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“Social Day” by Nina Thompson

Submitted to Contest #80

He keeps himself and all of his extremities held within the imagined border that’s drawn around him. It’s safe in his box. When he’s still, he’s even able to block out the sounds around him. But today is his social day, and on the noisy admissions line at the museum, he can’t keep anything out. Not the jostling or the coat-to-jacket contact he keeps feeling or the echoed sounds of voices bouncing around the room. Finally, he pays his entrance fees and moves into the great open atrium, contained in which is a gargantuan, mint-condition, army ...

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Author bio

Just hoping to share some work, get some feedback, and improve my writing! Thanks for stopping by and thanks for reading.

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #84

Tears are Ticklish – read story