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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020
Submitted to Contest #187
The collar of my shirt snags on the chain link fence as I dip underneath. With pebbles and grime falling from my palms I get back on my feet and try to catch up with the cat. He’s too fast for me and he turns the next corner before I get there. I pause momentarily and question my reasoning. Why am I following this feline? Why did I just scrape my hands to continue down this alley? As I continue to ponder, the cat sticks his head out from the corner and makes solid eye contact. If I didn’t know any better, I’d bet my life that he knows what h...
Submitted to Contest #111
The ice surrounding Dr. Raynovic had begun to thin and melt. The man could feel the water beginning to accumulate on his skin and the frozen cocoon around him opening. With tremendous difficulty, he stretched his hands and feet, attempting to wake them and remind his body how to operate. His limbs slowly began to twitch, then shift, and finally move within his confined space. A loud beeping became deafening to the ears of Dr. Raynovic, and he grimaced in frustration. When the annoyance finally abated, the doctor opened his eyes. The same e...
Submitted to Contest #83
The waves crashed against the sides of the canoe. Cosmo gripped the hull of the boat with everything he had to stay above the water. As his small ship rose and sank with the aggression of the midnight storm, the fisherman knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his stability. With every gust of wind and pelting of seawater, Cosmo was quickly losing strength. He’d been on the water for only 2 hours when the skies began to darken, and the temperature dropped rapidly. He’d been planning this fishing trip for months, and when the time finally came, he ...
Submitted to Contest #73
“All musicians welcome! Bring your instrument and come rock the holiday with us!” The flyer waved in Tommy’s hand as he closed his eyes against the breeze and envisioned wooing the party with his drumming skill. This could be his chance. This could be the moment he’s been fantasizing about. Not only has Tommy been yearning to find his fit in society, he’s been dreaming of showcasing his talent. The holiday was around the corner and he still had no plans. With no family and a very short list of friends, he assumed he’d be unwrapping presents...
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