Quinn Micheals

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Word is 'Vintage'” by Quinn Micheals

Submitted to Contest #236

“Stop leaving me behind.” “Well, you’re going too slow. Keep up if you don’t want to get left behind.” “You just made me die!” “No I didn’t, you died because you’re not good.”In the kitchen I hear everything. Another afternoon of endless bickering and yelling over video games. “Time’s up in ten minutes,” I yell up to them, knowing it’ll land on deaf ears. I wait for a response that doesn’t come. “You hear me?” I yell, this time with a bite in my tone. “But Mom, Jack never lets me be first player,” Grace yells down to me o...

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“The Rite of Rebellion” by Quinn Micheals

Submitted to Contest #205

Tala stood by my side, proud, unwavering, and with a fierceness in her eyes that burned through every elder that tried to intimidate me. Her normally onyx eyes shone with a fiery glow that I realized wasn’t reflected from the ominous reverent bonfire that burned in front of us, but rather the full corn moon that ignited the night sky in an amber ambience. “Easy Tala,” I whispered, trying to reassure her that the situation wasn’t cause for vigilance, though I wasn’t so sure myself. She looked up at me with a weary gaze that said, ‘...

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“A Seat at the Table” by Quinn Micheals

Submitted to Contest #202

She’s gone. The love of my life and the only person to truly know me was gone. I sat there, alone with my thoughts for what felt like hours, the last words James spoke to me still lingering in my ears. ‘It’s your fault she’s gone,’ he had said, ‘and I will never forgive you.’ He spoke these last words through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw, revealing the maturity in his features that I often overlook in lieu of seeing only the boy underneath. ‘Goodbye dad,’ he had muttered while looking at the ground before walking away, his hands tucked t...

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“Cocktails and Confessions” by Quinn Micheals

Submitted to Contest #199

April 3, 2023I specifically requested this night off, yet here I am, another Friday pulling a double. I’m annoyed, angry almost, though no one here can see it. I’m charming and witty, charismatic and refined, everything I need to be to earn generous tips. After a while I settle in, catching my stride, not even glancing at the clock. I talk to strangers apathetically, pouring them whatever they desire, and watch them slip into a less than ideal impaired state. Talk of the weather, the latest sports games, and politics, turns into overshares a...

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“The Row” by Quinn Micheals

Submitted to Contest #196

I tried to escape again last night. Not my most gallant of attempts, but it did make for good conversation at breakfast among a few of the travelers this morning. “Oy, did I hear you tryin’ to break out again last night Arlo?” Elwyn shouted at me across the chow hall with a mouthful of grits. “That makes number 12 yeah? I don’t know why you’re still tryin’, you’re gonna get your date moved up fool. That what you want huh?” A few of the men in the hall chuckled, though most were still half asleep and just waiting for the...

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Author bio

I’m a novice writer still trying to figure out my style and voice, but I enjoy experimenting with different genres and forms of writing, especially poetry and dialogue. I love reading other people's stories on here because it shows me where I can really grow and how to play with themes and voice.