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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021
Submitted to Contest #112
The rain was coming down so hard I thought it would break the windows of my car. Truth is, I love this weather. But I would rather be cuddled up in my couch, with my notebook, pretending I’m a writer than driving to no particular destination in a car with no heat. It was old. Last night, my parents had started complaining how I never visited them anymore since I started university and found a job, and invited me to spend Christmas with them. Biting my tongue so I don’t open the ‘‘you are to blame for the fact that I don’t come home anymore...
Submitted to Contest #97
I walked into the large stone building, my heart beating faster with every step I took. Passing all the doors that I had no idea what had behind, and I didn’t want to know, I took the stairs to the fifth floor. A place where technology was invented, but there was no elevator. Many people passed by me, some smiling faces, other crying ones, and I wondered in which category would I be by the end of the day. On the fourth floor, I saw Bethany, my best friend, looking through some papers with a stressed look on her face. She turned my way, as i...
I looked outside the window, trying to breathe together with the rain so I don’t have a panic attack. The wet, empty streets stared back at me. The reflection of the streetlights on the wet ground created a warm orange color. I turned my wrist to look at the clock. 00:01. There were no people outside, everything looked so still except for the leaves of the trees which moved with every raindrop. In any other situation, I would be deciding which playlist I’m gonna play for the night with an open book waiting for me to explore. In any other sit...
Submitted to Contest #95
TW: mention of suicide Decisions scare me. Whenever I have to make a decision, I get so into my head it feels as if there’s an immense cloud there not letting me think straight. Once, I even had a panic attack. I was just trying to decide if I should go to the coffeehouse or order in. Then I ended up throwing up my coffee cause I felt pathetic about the panic attack over something so stupid. I had no idea what scared me so much. There were so many times when I told myself to just chill, to take it easy, but I couldn’t. To me, there was no...
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