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Vanessa Queens

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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Till death do us part

-     Do you love me, Ron? -     Yes, Marcia. And I will love you till the end of time. Ron was looking ahead on the road and Marcia was looking at him. It was raining heavily and the newlyweds were heading towards their new house on the outskirts of the city. Ron was driving with difficulty because, although the wipers were moving on the windshield at full speed, it wasn’t easy to see clearly. Marcia trusted Ron. He was an excellent driver, careful and patient. She also had a driving license...

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In the rain

They hardly knew each other. It was a blind date. Some common friend had arranged for them to meet. So there they were, sitting at a table in one of the city’s most expensive restaurants. He was looking at the menu while she was looking around. -         Have you tried the fish here? It’s delicious. Or would you prefer the steak? -         Either would be fine. I’m not fussy. He was a tall, dark and handsome man in his forties. She was pretty, with red ...

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Nature finds a way

She was standing in the middle of the room somehow frustrated. She knew it was the living room of her new house. What seemed odd was how fast things had happened. She hated change of any kind, but was unable to fight against the circumstances. She would lose, she would be left out of the game, unknown, unimportant, forgotten. The house was packed with boxes, suitcases and bags, where Stella’s whole life was in. Bruno, her cat, was jumping from the one box to the other blissfully. He seemed to like the place much more than her. Stella envied ...

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It's on the cards.

Submitted to Contest #89

Jenny put the deck of tarot cards on the table. It was the same deck her grandmother had handed in to her on her 16th birthday. The old woman insisted that Jenny had “the gift”, but Jenny could hardly believe her then.  Jenny knew that predicting the future is both tricky and dangerous, but from time to time she could not help giving it a chance. Unable to decipher the random cards that sprang out of the deck at her beck and call, she considered her grandmother’s intuition wishful thinking and threw the deck in the last drawer of her cl...

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Turning over a new leaf

Submitted to Contest #89

Molly closed the apartment door behind her and turned the key twice in the keyhole. Then she left it under the mat for the landlady. All her belongings were on the truck. She was about to turn over a new leaf in her life’s book once more. And she was ready to live again. Packing her belongings had been easy, since she possessed so few things: a few clothes, a few pairs of shoes, a few books and a laptop. Packing her memories had been the hardest part: the fights, the arguments, the fits of jealousy. Tom had proven to be a difficult man to li...

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It will be fun!

Submitted to Contest #87

“Come on, Jake! It will be fun!” The words echoed in Jake’s head, bringing him headache. “It’s April Fools’ Day anyway! It’ll be a harmless prank and nothing else,” his friends insisted. Jake wasn’t so sure.He loved his friends, but the truth was that sometimes being with them was stressful. He hated it whenever they put pressure on him to do things he really wasn’t keen on, because he felt his palms sweat and his heart beat faster. So, sometimes he just pretended he was ill, or busy with school homework, or even grounded.Like today, April F...

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Eris and the Golden Apple of Discord

Submitted to Contest #87

Eris walked in her garden and sat motionless under a tree, unable to stand or walk further. Her long blonde hair fell like a warm embrace on her cold shoulders. A tear rolled down her pale cheek, glittered like a diamond and then disappeared, leaving a shining trail behind it, evidence of its existence.She was used to being ignored or despised, anyway. She tried and tried to be on friendly terms with the other Olympians, but to no avail. Her reputation as the goddess of strife and discord preceded her every time. Eris couldn’t comprehend tho...

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It's called Writer's Block

Submitted to Contest #86

He stared at the screen; the blank paper was staring back at him. The same feeling every night; a void of thoughts, of ideas. As if the world offered no stimuli to write.Since when was the world so predictable? Or so commonplace? Or so uninteresting? He couldn’t tell. His last book was a best seller. But that was it. After that, nothing. No inspiration, no motivation, call it whatever you like.“It went to your head,” a friend told him. No, no, that wasn’t true. Of course, he felt proud. But up to a point. He had self-control, self-discipline...

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Where our hearts bloom.

Submitted to Contest #86

“Surround yourself with people who allow you to blossom.” Cute Flower Quote Once upon a time there was an old lady who adored flowers. Such was her love that she had her own small and beautiful garden in the front of her house. She looked after it herself, she watered the flowers very often and she pruned them when the time came. The result was magnificent; the garden flowers bloomed and thrived on her love and care. She had a small variety of flowers in her garden; roses, carnations, daisies, orchids, geraniums, sunflowers and lilies. Sh...

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Sightseeing in Brighton

Submitted to Contest #85

Brighton, Mid-1780s-        Here?Prince George IV stared at the residence, totally astonished. Not the princely type of accommodation he had in mind. However, there was room for improvement. And the surroundings were formidable.The residence was a simple and small lodging house with few outdated furniture, located within walking distance of the seaside. For George, this proximity to the sea was of vital importance; his health depended on the sea water and air. And Brighton was an ideal location, with i...

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Rumor has it

Submitted to Contest #85

AN ODD THING-        That’s the thing about this city, said the old man and hurried to catch the bus without looking back.Paula and Linda were speechless. They couldn’t believe their ears. They started to think that the trip away from university was a bad idea. In the end, they decided to stay and spend the night in that city. It was part of their university assignment anyway. In the morning they would catch the bus to the capital, where their university was. So they went to the nearest hotel and asked...

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This city never sleeps

Submitted to Contest #85

DOING THE WORK“This city never sleeps,” thought Jamie as she walked down the main street, cigarette in one hand, digital camera in the other, heading for her apartment. It had been a busy day and she felt dead beat.Her job as a freelance photographer was more than a steady income for her; it was a passion; she loved to immortalize people, places and things, especially those that go unnoticed. During the past week she had been wandering the city streets, taking impressive or unusual shots of the city life.She switched on the lights, closing t...

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The Bunker

Submitted to Contest #84

Life in the bunker was quiet. Mr. Thorp and his son Eddie lived a peaceful, uneventful daily routine. But not for long. All this was about to change. Soon father and son would come into conflict.Mr Thorp-        Father, tell me, why do we live in a bunker?Mr. Thorp took off his reading glasses and left the newspaper on the dining table. Eddie, his son, had just turned 17, and kept asking questions about the world outside the bunker. The truth was that Mr. Thorp had difficulty answering his son’s questi...

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The little corner bookshop

Submitted to Contest #84

PART ONE The little corner bookshop was known to everyone in the neighbourhood. There, one could find something for everyone; children and adults. One could find both classics and the latest best sellers on its shelves. The genres were endless: fantasy, romance, children’s books… all tastes were catered for. Alice, the owner, was a lady in her late fifties. Everyone knew and respected her for her kindness and love for books. Alice knew the books from cover to cover, so she always had the best suggestion to every request. Under no circumst...

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Dear Diary

Submitted to Contest #84

1) Dear Diary, First of all, give me some seconds, as I want to type in today’s date; it is impossible without looking at the bottom right corner of my computer screen. 7th February 2021. I’m sure tomorrow I’ll be doing the same thing. And the day after tomorrow, and so on. It has become a tough task to remember the date every day. Now, I’ll make a mental list of my news. And you know what? There aren’t any. Because the days are without surprises, neither good, nor bad. Without excitement. Uneventful days. Today my day was like all the...

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