Stan Konwiser

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Test” by Stan Konwiser

Submitted to Contest #218

Most of the time Aaron hated the rain, but this time listening to the sound of rain falling on the tent was as soothing as the whisper of his mother when a child and sleep would overtake him. It was late in the evening on this camping trip and the night rain would likely pass by morning promising a glorious day of hiking. That his current love, Elaine, was laying next to him also listening to the gentle p...

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“Nightmares” by Stan Konwiser

Submitted to Contest #212

May 2, 1944 Dearest Clem- After these 2 years apart, I miss you more than ever. Every day I pray for your safe return to me and Jimmy. I know this war is needed to save the world from Hitler but why can’t you be fighting it from some safe place instead of inside the belly of some bomber? Yes, I say this in every letter, but it is no less true each time. The fight here on the home front is as...

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“The Photo Album” by Stan Konwiser

Submitted to Contest #120

Ashley Thomas continued the long, slow process of clearing out the nooks and crannies of her condo. She had been living there for more than 20 years as her family grew and then disintegrated. The final divorce settlement was forcing the condo sale. Ashley sighed and took another box out of the closet. It contained about a dozen photo albums from happier times. Looking for any distraction, she carried the box to the l...

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“The Waiting Room” by Stan Konwiser

Submitted to Contest #49

Steve had to admit a certain nervousness as he approached the nondescript office building on South Central Ave. He usually walked with a self confident swagger, but the charges brought against him for the most recent road rage incident had given him pause. Actually, this court-ordered counseling seemed much better than the alternatives offered by the District Attorney; but Steve didn’t have to be happy about it. Once inside, he reluctantly trudged up the the stairs to the shrink’s office. Taking the elevator would ...

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“Last Breath” by Stan Konwiser

Submitted to Contest #32

Carl considered the 12 hour shifts part of his life. Arriving at 8 AM to the home of someone dying a slow death required a very early rise plus the travel time to get there. Once he arrived and did the transfer briefing with the home care aid finishing the shift, he spent a long day mostly sitting and watching. Carl was a hospice aid.This occupation fell naturally to Carl. As a young boy, his aged Nanna had lived in the smallest room of the apartment with his mother and sister. Carl would often sit with Nanna just watching her dozi...

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Author bio

I am a semi retired marketer enjoying time with my grandkids and letting my creative juices flow in stories and essays. Our two cockapoo dogs (brother & sister) make my wife and I smile every day.