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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024
My Dear Dear Aster, I don’t know how to tell you everything that has been on my mind these last few months, in my heart all these years. I suppose I could start from the beginning, but that would take far too many words and leave me far more vulnerable than I think I can bear. I will start, then, from this last Fall. This story starts with an author who does not believe he deserves his own story. He believes his worth is only in the stories he can provide to others. He’s stuck on his latest tale, yet another romance. He believes that he is s...
Submitted to Contest #253
The sound of a knock at the door penetrates the shield of blankets Aster put up over their head. They’d tell whoever it is to go away, but they don’t have the strength. All they can do is hope whoever is there gets the hint and leaves. Chris and Elliot know to leave them alone when they feel like this, but Zeke isn’t quite old enough to understand what’s wrong with them, why sometimes they can’t get out of bed for days at a time. It breaks their heart a little every time Zeke tries to get them up on the bad days, his little face filled with ...
Submitted to Contest #252
The first thing Theodore notices when he gets home is his key bowl. His hand hovers over the slightly translucent green bowl on the stand next to the front door, keys still in his grasp. The ring that usually resides at the bottom of the bowl is missing. He stands perfectly still, searching for the cause with only what he can hear and see from his position. One hand inches towards the knife kept sheathed inside his coat, hidden securely in a pocket against his chest. The cold handle is a stranger to his fingertips, but it fits in his palm li...
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