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Stephanie STEVENS

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

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The Prize

Stephanie STEVENS

Submitted to Contest #265

The screen turned black as the lamps shut down. Not a power outage. What will he think of me going off like that? Frustration tried to furrow Melissa’s botoxed brow. She picked up her work laptop and pressed the on button. Nothing, the battery was dead. Melissa and Brad had been messaging throughout the lockdown. They met on an internet dating site, and over the weeks, their relationship blossomed into something more than friends, or so Melissa’s spirit felt. Craggily handsome in his photo, Brad exuded all the traits of a genuine cowboy...

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Sea-Spray

Stephanie STEVENS

Submitted to Contest #240

Sea-Spray With a diesel engine back up, the three-sail fishing smack, ‘Sea Spray,’ yawed and rolled in the violent storm winds, throwing Nick from the wheel to the deck. Nick got up and tied a rope around his waist, fixing the other end to a nearby capstan. As he struggled to stand, he heard an ominous crack and, looking up, saw the topsail mast snap. It fell on his radio antenna, which buckled like a dehydrated flower. Then the boat viciously rolled, and much of his precious cargo of...

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The Shimmering Light

Stephanie STEVENS

Submitted to Contest #220

he shimmering grew in intensity as he alked across the desert and and came from a strange red and green coloured conical object. “ That shouldn’t be there,” he mused. “ It’s not a mirage. What the fuck is it?”The shimmering light seemed to beckon him on and he glided slowly towards it. His plane haf touched down nose first. While the plane’s nose was damaged, Jack was not hurt except for a cut on his forehead. He felt more shaken up than any other sensation. The light plane’s nose had dropped and the craft fell towards the Mojave deser...

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A Letter from a Little Girl to her Father at the Front

Stephanie STEVENS

Submitted to Contest #212

This story concerns World War One and has references to the conditions in the trenches. It is inspired by a story which appeared in an annual belonging to my father which was lost or thrown away over 50 years ago. I have made up my own story . Hernesbury Hall, September 1916. Dearest Papa, I felt so joyful when I received three of your letters at once a...

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Compensation

Stephanie STEVENS

Submitted to Contest #197

When the cage reached the bottom, the place reminded me of the darkest December night: thick cloud cover, no stars, no moon. Nothing to light your way except for a few flickering candles. I made out yellow canaries sitting in cages, tweeting, a welcome sound among the many I heard that day. Dada said, ‘If one keels over, you get out quick before the fire damp gets you. You’ll be a goner if you don’t, my son.’ So many sounds resounded and blended. They made my head buzz: t...

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