S. L. Potts

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2024

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“The Long Goodbye” by S. L. Potts

Submitted to Contest #282

They say that every time you recall a memory, the process of remembering destroys it and what you end up remembering is a reconstruction. A facsimile. The memories you hold so dear, the ones you think you could step into like real life, those are the ones you’ve thought of so many times that they aren’t real at all. A copy of a copy of a copy.That’s what life was like for a long time. And in a sense we were always on the same path. He, every day, a copy of a copy of himself. And me, every day, living the same day and simultaneously revising ...

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“The Second Sleigh” by S. L. Potts

Submitted to Contest #281

“Get a move on, pipsqueak.” The hoarse voice came from Belsnickel, towering over me. He grabbed the sack and threw it over his shoulder like it was filled with stuffed animals. I could barely drag it from where I’d been dropped off at the outskirts of the village. The shallow gully formed from dragging the sack faded in the white of the landscape only a few feet behind me. Belsnickel could have helped me and I’d have been set to go in a fraction of the time, but he never would do that. “Time’s a wastin’.”From the comfort of the workshop, we ...

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“Table for Six” by S. L. Potts

Submitted to Contest #280

“I’ve given this some serious thought.”“The Dinner?”“No.”“What are you talking about then? You can’t just start a conversation like that.”“I am, so I can. Besides, we’ve been here for hours and we’ve been talking.”“But we weren’t talking just now. Never mind, what are you talking about?”“I think I'm gonna go full pirate.”“I’m afraid you’ve lost me.”“Full pirate. I’m gonna blast Ride of the Valkyries from my minivan, paint the hood with a jolly roger, and end every sentence by saying ARRRR…ARRRR.”“Full pirate.”“Uh huh, ARRRR.”“...”“Can I get ...

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“The Palace” by S. L. Potts

Submitted to Contest #279

The pond in the atrium, in this atrium, is filled with common fish: bluegill, perch, catfish, bass even. Bluegill and perch, they’re dumb fish. Easy to catch. Barely a minute goes by and there’s something on the end of the hook. The real trick is, if there is a strong line around somewhere, to catch a bluegill and use it as bait for something bigger and better. Throw a bluey on the hook and weigh it down towards the bottom and then take a nap.  He did this a few hours ago and now a catfish is on the end of the line. It comes up lik...

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Author bio

S. L. Potts is an adventurer, immigrant, mathematician, artist, father, teacher, entrepreneur, man about town, transformer, alien in disguise, hologram of Tupac, genie in a bottle, merperson, and much less. I have one complete manuscript in revision and am currently enjoying trying my hand at short stories.