Rachel Deeming

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (9)

9 Stories

208 karma pts

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“Honesty” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #110

“We’ve got plenty of time! Isn’t that what you always say? And yet, here we are again, scrambling around, attempting to get out the door to get there just before the hors d’oeuvres are served! Why does it always have to be like this, Simon?” Emma couldn’t stop herself. Her invective had been stored like water behind a cracking dam for so long, waiting for the chink to widen to allow it to come surging through. She knew that it would only take one more misdemeanour on the part of Simon to propel her into a rant. And here it was. He was such...

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“Copy Room” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #109

Advisory: sexual advances; swearingStacy sat at her desk, thinking what to do. She had set herself an ultimatum: if it happened again, she would quit.It had happened again.To most, it might seem innocent, the occasional brushing past her when she was sandwiched between the counter and the photocopier where there was minimal room and he just had to get through, groin against buttock, his against hers. Sometimes he had to reach for something on the shelf above at the same time, leaving her to lean forward just a little but enough for her rear ...

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“Sabotage” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #105

Brad broke up with me today. I can’t say that I’m surprised after the disastrous dinner that we had at his mother’s where everything that could go wrong did go wrong. I was hoping that we’d be able to talk it through and perhaps see the funny side but the conversation we had was so brief we never got that far. Although I have to admit that he had the decency to look a little pained and sorry about it. A small consolation. When he suggested “The Little Cup”, a rather twee tearoom in the high street, I knew something was wrong. Do you k...

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“Husband stealing” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #104

Rebecca had been looking forward to this alone time all week. It had been particularly tough at work with deadlines that needed to be met without prevarication and it had been relentless. Usually, her office was her little corner of solitude, left only for necessary meetings and being able to return to it and plough her way through whatever needed to be done. However, this week had been a stretch of constant interruptions: barely had she sat down to address her workload than the phone had rung or a conversation had been needed about some rep...

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“Cerebral Function” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #103

Advisory: Violence“I’ve been here before,” Sophie said, gazing around at the building she was currently standing in.“Have you?” Her friend Maisie was shaking the raindrops out of her hair onto the shiny marble floor of the foyer. “Do you bank here?”Maisie did and this is the reason why they were now seeking refuge from the downpour outside. Maisie was a young lady of convenience; she liked to have places in the same area and so, the bank was situated on the way to her kickboxing class and her knitting group. If she ever had to deal with...

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“Poetic Justice” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #102

Journal of Dorothy Walters, July 13th 2018Well, well, well! What a turn up for the books! I’m not one to dwell on the past nor am I particularly keen to revel in the bad that befalls others but today I will admit that I am indulging in both as I have just read some rather surprising news in the obituary section of the local newspaper.Yes, Emily Ryder has passed away, peacefully at home, surrounded by family and friends, no doubt. All of whom worshipped her or at least pretended to for fear of repercussions to the contrary, I expect. You...

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“Funny Little Birds” by Rachel Deeming

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #101

As Marjory sat in her armchair, a steaming cup and saucer of tea next to her, she ruminated on how it had been a long time since someone had come to see her. It was a nice feeling, having a visitor. The window in which her armchair was situated had a wonderfully clear view of the sloped lawn outside her home and Marjory got a lot of pleasure from watching the wind sway the trees to and fro and the birds flitting about. She especially liked it when they landed on the feeders, pausing and pecking with sharp staccato movements and an alert wari...

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“No surprises” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #100

Barbara looked around the restaurant and marvelled at how busy it was for a Thursday night. Not that she’d know if this was busy or not as it was the first meal out that she had had in months. She took another sip of the water that the waiter had very kindly brought and tried not to look too self-conscious although she felt like all eyes were on her and all the low conversations were discussing her. She did wish Bert would hurry up.As she thought this, a waiter headed towards her table again, obstructing her view of the door into the restaur...

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“Elin's Awakening” by Rachel Deeming

Submitted to Contest #99

It was not often that Elin was tempted to get up to see the sunrise but having woken when it was still dark, the village outside still sleeping quietly, she found herself easing off her blanket and, with a drive that could not be deterred, heading through the arched opening towards the lifting black.In the farthest shadows of the cylindrical dwelling, Angharad felt the air shift with her sister’s movement and acknowledged that the day had come. Moving imperceptibly so as not to alarm, she watched Elin’s silhouette framed in the doorway as sh...

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Author bio

Primarily a blogger and reviewer, I do like to write fiction as the mood takes me. I am a great fan of short story writers like Roald Dahl, Somerset Maugham and Saki, to name some favourites and think they are really tricky to do well. I have my own website at scuffedgranny.com where I share book and TV reviews, stories and travel blogs based on my experience as well as blogs about crafts and links to my Etsy store. Sometimes, I even write opinion pieces called Scuffed Opinions about items that have piqued my interest. I love reading and writing and my days are filled with this as well as gardening and entertaining my two boys. You can also listen to me read my stories on my podcast, Scuffed Granny Writes available on various platforms including Spotify.

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #101

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