Quin Parsons

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (9)

9 Stories

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“Life past the window” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #97

My wife and I met in college, I was a freshman, and she a sophomore. Obviously, she didn’t know I existed. You may realise this has had no effect on the fact that we got together anyway. You see, I was a bit shy at times; often focusing on my studies, getting good grades, and finishing first. Some might have called me a geek, but I wasn’t. Besides, whoever said geeks don’t get the girl? I enjoyed working out at the gym, so my physique was impressive, for a seventeen-year-old. An undisclosed advantage till then.    When summer...

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“When the stranger arrived.” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #96

The day began colourful, but cold, with crying birds in the sky, a sign of land being near. The sound sent our stranger from deep sleep to a slumbering wake. He woke in his bunk to find the day had dawned earlier than his rhythm had required him to. As he made his way to open-air, feelings of insecurity took hold as he saw the glowing and the land light up in the new light of day. He turned to find the captain at the helm of this virtuous vessel. “Good morning captain!” cried the stranger. “Lucky to lay eyes on land are we now?” “Ay, it ...

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“A-Maze-ing course of action . . .” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #94

Here you stand; they all lie dead in different parts of this shadow-laced massacre field. But do you even care? You simply don’t, do you? This is your fault, you did this. You know exactly how this was going to end, yet somehow, I don’t think you feel a hint of remorse for what you did.   It was a trap. Your actions led to this place, this ending of their story. But not yours; yours is just beginning. As the last of your friends dies from having both her arms severed at the shoulder, you feel the need to insult her where she lies....

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“What comes around . . . ” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #93

Content warning: drug use The weekend started unexpectedly great, with me winning last-minute tickets to the Sun Side Music festival – a venue I could never afford to go to under regular circumstances – in New Orleans. As a joke, my friend Laura and I signed up for this contest hosted by our local radio station to promote the festival. All we had to do was give our best reason for wanting these tickets. Laura said she had never been to a festival and desperately wanted to go but simply could not afford tickets. I, on the other hand, claimed ...

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“Come stay with me” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #92

On Koonce Loop, in the south of Texas, you’ll find a dirt road leading to a lovely two-story detached house overlooking the clear Nueces Bay. As I remember the wonderful summers I spent there growing up, a tear runs down my cheek. In my mind, I picture life as it was before the shadows started to appear. It had always been a loving home, filled with warmth and happiness. I clearly remember my mother and her loving embrace, my father, a strong but warm-hearted man. But most of all, I remember my brother John. I remember how I always looked up...

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“Nathaniel Benedict and the book of Doom” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #91

As we drift along the ice-cold river, fed by glacier water from the mountains up north, I feel the weight of the book on my shivering back. I consider it to be my luck of the draw that I ended up with this burden, but I do thank the forces of nature that I am not alone on this journey. Though solely responsible for the safe return of this precious cargo, I have by my side my trusted ally and friend, Sunny Deveraux. Courageous, smart, elegant, and sophisticated, she is the driving force behind my will to succeed; she has been since I was firs...

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“Book talk” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #91

The sun is slowly setting, while I am moving at the speed of light. The book I need for tomorrow’s test can only be found in one library: the one across campus. Ten minutes till it closes and I still have to look for the book. I’ll be there in five, I hope ... The librarian looks at me with that familiar look of hers; she knows me and knows that I am not the most organised person in the world, unlike her.    “Normally, I would have the book ready for you Jenny, but not this time. This time you can look for it yourself,” she s...

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“Precious cargo” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #67

As Jack came scurrying around the corner like a hen chased by a fox, he didn’t know what hit him when he came crashing to the ground. Confusion spread as he looked up, dizzy from hitting his head.   “What in the name of all the seven seas are ye doin’ young lad!?” someone asked.Jack turned his head to find a man staring at him. His appearance was that of a man who seemingly had sailed all the seven seas and while doing so, lost most of his teeth.    “My apologies good sir, you see I was in quite the hurry. ...

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“With great fun comes … something.” by Quin Parsons

Submitted to Contest #65

With great fun comes … something. So, yeah, let me tell you a little something about myself. The wife and I just moved here after we exsanguinated the previous neighbourhood. Haha, NO! I’m just kidding. We take care of our lovestock. That’s what we call them, our ‘lovestock’. Cuz’ we love’m, you know, our neighbours, I mean. So, yeah. Here we are … the hood seemed kinda dead when we first arrived, but maybe that was just a matter of timing. We love the dark, so we came in the middle of the night, you see. There was no one roamin’ the streets...

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