TJ Felegie

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2022

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“Writing in Blood” by TJ Felegie

Submitted to Contest #251

I was never a good writer. Every teacher I ever had told me it, “you need to work on your grammar, you need to get better vocabulary, you need to use more adverbs, you need to use less adverbs, yada, yada..” My father told me it, “Jesus christ, will you put that goddamn pen down and get a job. The paper is worth more without your words on it.” Typical Boston fucking blue collar dock worker. Never saw the point in art, not even his own kid’s, not that mine was any good. But he still taught me to not take any shit; that if you believe in somet...

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“Prize Money” by TJ Felegie

Submitted to Contest #172

“Lose. Lose, you big bitch.” Jackie Reardon whispered into a half-chewed Styrofoam cup of coffee. He couldn’t hear the sound of the back door being pried open over the announcers on the old black and white. “Ooohh! Is this it for the new rookie?!” Jackie watched as “the rookie” caught one a hook with his jaw. “Keep your guard up! What the hell are you doing?!” Jackie slapped the TV as he shouted. The rookie slipped a left jab, slipped the follow-up hook, and moved in past his opponent's guard. One uppercut, two body shots. One...

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“Delusions of Grandeur” by TJ Felegie

Submitted to Contest #171

I shouldn’t be doing this… “I think I want to go with them…” Bertramus choked on the words as he said it. The acrid smoke from his father-in-law’s mahogany pipe scratched its way into Bertramus’ nostrils and clawed at his throat. He kept his gaze at the half-eaten plate in front of him, but he could still feel Gisella’s icy gaze from across the table. The crackling fire in the hearth behind her did nothing to warm his wife’s stare. Her father spoke first. “No. You don’t.” Puffs of smoke billowed out after every word. “You will stay here. B...

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