Renee Ferrell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“As I Start Journaling” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #36

March 7,1988- It seems a strange thing, as I put pen to paper, to try and capture forever the events that have transpired over the course of these past several weeks. This has been a transformative time for me, experiencing events I have never encountered or anticipated encountering. I believe everyone has, at times, considered in daydreams, doing something outside the norm such as climbing the tallest mountain peak or walking among lions on the Serengeti, but how many of us actually climb Mt. Everest, or go on safari? The occasional musing...

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“New Years Resolved” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #25

Running around the bend, sweat beginning to trickle down his back, Alex bobbed his head back and forth to the music funneling through his earbuds. He was hitting his stride now, the best part of the run, the part that made you feel accomplished for getting out there, the part that helped you feel alive. The sun had peaked out from behind some clouds, and he almost closed his eyes, to have that moment of peace with warm rays of sun tickling his face. This was how he escaped, put aside all other thoughts except what nature provided, this was h...

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“Ye Olde Toy Shoppe” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #19

The cold wind-swept old, brown, crisp leaves off the windowsill, only to replace them with new, crisp leaves. Rushed shoppers, in woolen coats of gray, dashed into the building. The atop the door jangled, announcing the arrival of people. The toy shop was bustling with last-minute shoppers. Parents were discussing toy choices while children were playing. Ye Olde Toy Shoppe prided itself on friendliness. There were always train sets, cars, and dolls available to play with while parents sho...

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“Life Change in a Second-hand Pocket” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #18

Jasper reached over and dragged the upside-down black bowler hat towards him. The edges of the hat were becoming a little frayed and tiny black threads poked out from the rim in various places. Scooping the money out of the hat, he quickly counted the bills and change and stuffed it in his pants pocket, the left one, the right one had a hole in it and he had worked too hard to lose his money that way. His reward after banging on a bongo drum for four hours, twelve dollars and fifteen cents. A kid about his age had thrown in a chocolate bar e...

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“Live Your Best Life” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #17

Vivian glanced out of the dining room window, pausing in her task of placing forks on the table. It was strange to look out of the window and see a street only a few yards away. Vivian missed the slightly undulating ranch land that she had grown up on. She glanced over at her father reclining in a chair, white hair reflecting the light as his head nodded in answer to whatever Julian was saying to him. Selling the ranch had been a wonderful choice for her parents with their advancing years. The tasks had always been hard, waking up in the mid...

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“Don't Go Into The Woods Sheldon and Zoe” by Renee Ferrell

Submitted to Contest #16

Stepping steadily forward with arms outstretched Sheldon moved closer to his prey. Twin sister Zoe was approaching from the opposite side in a similar manner. Inching ever closer to the clueless rabbit, Sheldon caught his sister’s gaze and mouthed 1, 2. “Sheldon! Zoe!”, the deep voice bellowed across the yard. The twins froze in place, moving only their faces toward their father. Upon seeing his clouded features they walked toward him in unison. Father was the tallest of the three, his long dirty blond hair held back in pony tail with a leat...

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Author bio

I've spent my adult life writing educational material. I spent my youth and any spare time writing the stories I wanted to write. Stories that demand to be told. I decided in the summer of 2019 that I needed to focus fully on the writing I am passionate about. I enjoy writing a variety of fiction and tend to lean toward fantasy, or fantastical aspects more than anything else.