🎉 Our next novel writing master class starts in –! Claim your spot →
Advice, insights and news
Free 10-day publishing courses
Free publishing webinars
Free EPUB & PDF typesetting tool
Launch your book in style
Assemble a team of pros
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020
Submitted to Contest #50
A light breeze rushed through the leaves of the sycamore tree. It’s large branches creaked and groaned, as if fighting the wind that would never knock it down. It had been standing for decades; roots touching the centre of the Earth and limbs reaching for the sky. I climbed up the rope ladder hanging from the tree and pulled myself up. Perched at least ten feet from the ground, sat a wooden shack. It was built of now rotting wood and the leftover shingles from Artie Mitchell’s father. Originally Mr. Mitchell had built the tree...
Zoë Salamandick has not written a bio yet!
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email: