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Robert Blevins

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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The Inn Between

He would sit for long periods and visualize distant memories in his mind’s eye. The details were clear as a mountain lake in summertime. Sometimes he tried to organize his recollections, making a conscious effort to begin with the earliest ones and working forward to the most recent. He did this mainly to pass the time. Time had no meaning here. He did not eat or drink. There was neither food nor water in this place, anyway. It was import...

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Two More For The Road

Submitted to Contest #68

Lieutenant Ackerman was already exhausted when he walked into the Ready Room at the California Highway Patrol office in Eureka. It was just after 8 a.m. More than fifty police officers, some of them not even assigned to the Eureka office, were already waiting. It was standing room only and the room buzzed with talk. Ackerman held up a hand for silence and faced them from the front of the room.“I want to thank you all for coming in this morning,” he said. “You all know the basics here. We’ve got two perps out there who are out of control and ...

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A Smaller Step

Submitted to Contest #50

The two astronauts waited patiently in the main corridor on the west side of the station, dressed in pressure suits and carrying helmets. One of them sat on a metal bench; the other stood at the door to the Ready Room and peered through the glass porthole, watching the activity inside. “What are they doing?” asked Matthews. “They’ve got a lunar map spread out on the table. They’re studying it and talking about something.” &nb...

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