🎉 Our next novel writing master class starts in –! Claim your spot →
Advice, insights and news
Free 10-day publishing courses
Free publishing webinars
Free EPUB & PDF typesetting tool
Launch your book in style
Assemble a team of pros
A weekly short story contest
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021
Back in my day is a thing an old guy would say. No teenager could pull off a term such as that, or even a twenty something year old. Hell, even somebody in their mid-thirties would be hard pressed to be able to begin a sentence like Back in my day. Nope. Only some old fart with stories from the great war, maybe, could begin anything with Back in my day.Well.  Well, well, well. There were chores to be done, perimeters to be checked, and computer diagnostics to be run. ...
I look over my desk. My empty desk. No need for paper now. Everything is on laptops and Chromebooks, and iPads. I reread the quarterly report and sighed. The company is doing well. Why don’t I feel good then? I sent an email of the report to Margaret, our 65 year old finance officer, with a little smiley face.  She peered over her cubicle and smiled at me, giving me a thumbs up. Ah. the little things in life tha...
I am a great hunter. I have a big hat and boots, and I carry a big elephant gun. This summer, in the Serengeti, I collected many trophies and put their heads on my wall. I have maps and locations, and a guide to bring me there. This time we’re hunting Kudu, a spiral-horned antelope. Did I mention I have a big moustache? Lunch is prepared, and I eat two ham and cheese sandwiches, no crusts. Lemonade is cold,...
To give you a taste of where I come from, I have to tell you about how I got shot, before I was born. The fact Bradley Nowell, lead singer of Sublime, was my father, I just found it poetic. Honestly, as my mother put it, he was an asshole. She’d told me, after one of his concerts, Nowell had invited her backstage, and this was where I was conceived. What do you expect from a rock star? My mother, Martina, had been around the block once or twice, and she named me Destiny.  I can’t tell you how long it too...
CW: abortionAt St. Mary’s Hospital little miracles happen everyday. On this particular night a little miracle was in the process of happening. A child was indeed being born unto the world. What a wonderful world it is to have everything conspire and work successfully toward such a blessed beginning.    The Seraphim, Laila, knew the soon to be born baby long before it was planted in his mother’s womb. The Father had set it apart, and Laila grew to know the unborn child. They had ha...
Family man. Artist, story teller, gamer. Lover of music, words, and graphic novels. I've decided it's never too late to keep moving forward.
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email: