Will Lewis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Grey clouds” by Will Lewis

Submitted to Contest #112

Grey Clouds The Gallowstree Pub was three and a half songs away from home. Working there was convenient at 17 but now at 25 and being local meant I had to have an array of excuses to cover sick days, holidays and newbies not turning up. The Pub was simple, friendly and an easy place to work. Quiz and karaoke nights were the best. 2 4 1 Mondays were also pretty good fun. Having managed to work my way up to ‘team leader’ in my 8 years of service, I’d established a good rapport with customers. Even though I thought most of them were sleazes,...

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“Mitchell's gaze” by Will Lewis

Submitted to Contest #102

‘The male gaze often adheres to the satisfaction of the its supposed male audiences. It was men who ruled the economy, so naturally it went that men would be the ones who owned the theatres, film productions and box office premieres. Men made films for men and it was the women who were victims of this- how should we feel now? What do we want to do about it? I say we destroy this tyrannical patriarchy, we show the men that we will not be silenced, we use our strength using our minds and bodies and overcome this oppression! … Any questions? Es...

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“Lemon drizzle cake” by Will Lewis

Submitted to Contest #77

Susan had not left her bungalow since BBC radio 4 informed her of a blizzard coming in from the Atlantic. She rang her daughter, warning her, as she so often does and used the opportunity to request that she collects her shopping. Susan had always been independent until her fall. Kathy- Susan’s daughter and a full-time midwife- did her best to check in on her. When she did, they were often flying visits, probably to see that she was still alive. They were never calls to see how she was, just calls to see if she was taking her medication and...

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“The smoking area” by Will Lewis

Submitted to Contest #76

‘Why did you come out here?’ ‘Too hot. Not a night for all black attire.’ ‘Yeah you didn’t think that one through, did you?’ she opened her palm, gesturing for the lighter. She lit her cigarette, took a drag and pondered. ‘You know- I fucking hate this place.’ ‘How come?’ I perched myself on the wall. The moisture seeped between my jeans. I was too tipsy to care. ‘I just think it’s pretty shit. I mean, there’s nothing special about this place is there?’ ‘No I suppose there isn’t, I get what you mean. Every time I come here I feel like a gran...

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