Octavia Kuransky

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021

Stories (4)

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“Sylvia” by Octavia Kuransky

Submitted to Contest #268

 by Octavia Kuransky Sylvia had been lying to her therapist for weeks now. The agreement had been that she would tell her therapist everything and always the truth. But she – Sylvia – had set aside this agreement from the start. She had not only lied, she had also hid things. For example, there was the glass of wine she swallowed along with her antidepressant. Strictly warned against. Then there was the stealing which Sylvia had not copped to at all. “How are the meds treating you?” the therapist asked. “You’re remembering not to tak...

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“Risk Management” by Octavia Kuransky

Submitted to Contest #216

Risk Management Octavia Kuransky            It’s funny what you’ll do when you’re desperate. Well not funny. Funny is not the word. Interesting. Sometimes shocking. It depends on the nature of the desperation. What you will do, I mean. How far you will go. It depends on the nature of the desperation, also maybe your age, your race, your gender. But, by way of example, let’s say you’re broke. A certain kind of person of a certain background will - let’s say - eat the tough part of ...

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“Before I Begin” by Octavia Kuransky

Submitted to Contest #166

By: Octavia KuranskyBefore I begin, there are a few things you need to know. I am average. Average weight – hippy but average weight. Single.Not young. Never spent a night in jail. But in 1993 – I killed a man. I was never caught. Questioned but never brought to justice so to speak. And with that in mind, I can begin. Why am I telling you this? Because I am thinking to do it again.See, the first time I killed a man it was really an accident. We were standing on his veranda, leaning on a thin wrought iron rail that was really too fr...

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“Raining, but Gently” by Octavia Kuransky

Submitted to Contest #154

Raining, but Gently a short story by Octavia Kuransky 2250 words Grace could not find the match to her black shoe. The T-strap in patent, not the sling back with the gold heel. She was on her knees now digging through the bottom of the closet. Fingering the shoe boxes now on the closet shelf. Now under the bed, under the makeup chair, under the bureau. She was running late and in just a few minutes it would be too late. She didn’t feel too bad about it. She didn’t want to go anyway. It was an obligation type thing. An acquaintance she was ...

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Author bio

Octavia Kuransky writes from the prompting advice of the late Toni Morrison: write the stories she wants to read, largely the trials of those who must make order out of confusion without sufficient resources or instructions. From her home in Alabama, Octavia has published in several southern anthologies including the Alabama Writers Cooperative, Wingspan, and other publications. She lives alone, grows sunflowers in her backyard and keeps a snail named Adam.