S. Hjelmeset

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2024

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Bobby” by S. Hjelmeset

Submitted to Contest #280

Sorry, I'm late, Stein, Ember wanted me to see him plunge into the pool before I left him with Tosh.That's alright, I haven't started yet. How's the little bugger today? Did you film it?Yeah, look at that!Jeez, he's grown so much since last week! And he speaks like a faucet! Damn, even traveling together I seem to miss out on his developments.Don't worry, you'll see more of him now. Who'd have thought me and Tosh would finally get that band idea up and running? It's so nice of you guys to let us be the opening act, even though it is a bit ne...

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“Doppelgangers” by S. Hjelmeset

Submitted to Contest #280

It wasn't a happy day for Jason Thomas when he got up that Wednesday in November 2024, but he thought he at least should be glad he didn't have a uterus. Counting his blessings and the pennies in his pocket, he exited the subway, closing his jacket to his chin, careful not to let what was soon becoming a beard get tangled in the hungry teeth of his zipper. Arriving at the building, he stood beside the beeper without removing his keycard from the breast pocket. The fabric of his uniform was just thin enough to let the signal through.&nbs...

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“Late” by S. Hjelmeset

Submitted to Contest #275

Estranged from my sister for fourteen years, I couldn't decline when she called for help to clear our childhood home. I said a date, and it was settled.Thus began the search for a moving company. They don't have that back home - everybody has a driver's license, and if they don't own a large car, they damn well know someone who does.I chose to spend my time with my dying father instead of getting my driver's license like every other eighteen-year-old did back then. After he died, I moved. Nobody needs a car in Oslo.I asked online for someone...

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“Pineapple” by S. Hjelmeset

Submitted to Contest #272

Spinning, spinning, spinning, her tiny feet walk up my legs, over my belly, over my chest, until she turns to land on her feet. «Again!» she squeals, and I take her hands in mine to let her spin once more. I look over to my brother, who is doing the same thing. Our cousins are in an exceptionally good mood today. Even the toddler in grandma's lap hasn't cried once. The children's infectious shrieks of laughter have put smiles on all our faces, and to make matters even better, mama and aunty are preparing the first real meal in days.The smell...

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“Easter” by S. Hjelmeset

Submitted to Contest #270

It had been a while since the last time she went back to her childhood home. It was already easter, and Janne hadn't been back to visit her mother since sometime last year. The house - the whole region - held so many bad memories, and the ten-hour bus ride definitely didn't help her wanderlust. But she had to come home. At least to help her mom clear out the attic and prepare them both for the big move mom would have to make in a few year's time. Old people's homes, assisted living, or whatever they call it these days.As always, they en...

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Author bio

Five summers ago, my brain was hijacked by a story I finished revising this year. It's called Mane (and now I try to translate it into Norwegian while I'm seeking representation).