reedsymarketplace
Hire professionals for your project
reedsyblog
Advice, insights and news
reedsylearning
Online publishing courses
reedsylive
Free publishing webinars
reedsydiscovery
Launch your book in style
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2024
Submitted to Contest #244
There is a photo taken by Gabriel Helen during the Vietnam War. It is of an American soldier rising out of a black zipper body bag. There is a billet hole through his head with a circumference of blood like a tattoo. He holds out his arms as rises, gasping for breath. It looks like a modern day fable of the Resurrection. The man’s name is Francis Lebell. His hat is dirty blond, disheveled and curled, dried and unkempt, unwashed and dried with blood. A thin mustache over his lips almost appears red, little hairs also tangled in dr...
Submitted to Contest #243
In 2084, in response to a growing number of AI—originally designed by the United States as elite combat soldiers called the Saviors—settling Mars with the threat of wiping out earth with nuclear weapons, the top space and military programs set up a world class division of soldiers called the Devil Brigade. Their mission was simple. Stop the nuclear invasion. Take out the Saviors. These Saviors were designed after the statues of Greek gods and biblical figures such as David, archangels Michael and Gabriel and stood over seven feet tall.&...
Submitted to Contest #242
In 1839, fifteen-year-old Cole Jasper Coaler sketched in his Greek and Algebra rule books maps of the United States, beginning east of the Mississippi, he drew the states and their borders green shadings for the wild forests, then finally on its own page, the Republic of Texas: the state itself as big as the entire eastern part of the country he drew, bordered by the shape of repeating rifles and colt revolvers and arrows and lances separating it distinctly from the rest of the world, horses and phantom humans of mythological shape dabbed by...
Submitted to Contest #241
It roared like the word of God. The gunfire just north of Manassas, Virginia on the 21st day of July in the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and sixty-one echoed across the country and the collection of muzzle flash lit the night magnificently the same as a parade of stars falling out of the sky and the smoke spread as a great American plague. Even the clouds appeared as nightmares sketched by a band of angels cast out of them. Morning chimed out the ring of church bells and parade bands. And revealed a small percentage of folks in horrid s...
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email:
10 likes
