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Weekly Contest #345
I hated that clock. Loathed everything about it from its ticking to the stupid little bells that went off every hour to its smug little face. Some days I wanted to throw it against a wall and other times I flipped it off with both middle fingers and stalked away to contemplate its demise.But why, you ask? Why do you despise this clock so much? Sweet reader, come sit and let me tell you why I hate this clock.It all started when I was a child. You see, I grew up in a small family where the women called shots and the men got out of the way when...
Weekly Contest #343
Boring. Predictable. Safe. Resolute. Steady.These words had been used in connection with my name for years, easily since I was 21. I was the one that had to drive so everyone else could drink themselves into blissful oblivion, never thinking that I might want a drink to take the sting out of the fight I just had with a friend. “Hey Eden, can you cover my watch, please? I’ll pay you” *sigh* “Sure, I guess.” “Thank you, thank you!” I made $75 off that switch, even though I had really wanted to stay in. I guess, in many ways, I was a pushover ...
Weekly Contest #342
We tried once, though maybe there more than that. The first time was when we were teens; puppy love and all that nonsense. It fizzled out after we graduated high school and I left for university. I enjoyed my college years, complete with friends, nights out to dinners, the occasional party but mostly evenings in with pizza, wings and sodas because alcohol wasn’t our thing. We bonded over period dramas, raging against the idiot parents who we knew were making the best of their situations but sometimes the kids needed a wake-up call too. We ar...
Weekly Contest #341
(Dear reader, while not specifically mentioned, it is implied that Xulia is leaving a failed relationship where she was not treated properly but some individuals think she should overlook it for optics and reputation and Belem has some past trauma she is working through. Please read with caution and know that it is never your fault. Know that you are enough just the way you are-AR) Dear X, I hope this letter finds you in good health. O and I were delighted to hear that you had escaped the Maunors and are en route to us at (Redacted). The pre...
Weekly Contest #340
She had been working with us for months… well, more like years. A stop and go process, she’d work with us then leave. Show up for a week then leave again. Sometimes I think she liked Letha more than she liked me. Can’t say as I blame her, I was being difficult and I knew it. Still, she persisted and still I fought her. I think at some point it became a game of how pig-headed I could be before she threw her hands up and walked off. “Alban, you really shouldn’t push her so. It’s hard enough for her to figure out where she wants this to go with...
Weekly Contest #339
I could hear the screams, the sound of crunching plastic and broken glass filling my ears. The smell of burning rubber and gasoline filled my nose and I tasted salt on my lips.Multiple pairs of hands were holding me back, keeping me inside. A cacophony of voices telling me to stay inside, that EMS would handle it. My heart kept hammering in my chest. I needed to be out there.“Let me go or I will wax violent!”The threat worked and I was released. Police stopped me from leaving the sidewalk but I would not be held. One of the cars was mine and...
Weekly Contest #338
I was not supposed to hear them, but I did. I was not trying to be there, but I was. It was a Friday; quiet, calm and slow. I was caught up on training, supply issues, and most things in general so I took a walk to stretch and get the blood flow back in order.I was the presence they felt but never saw. Not always anyway. If I wanted them to see me, they would. If not, then they did not.The outside was clear, cool and empty. Machinery hummed along, unbothered by everything and the cameras watched silently, tracking my every move. All normal t...
Weekly Contest #337
“You could have asked her” or so I told myself every time I had an opportunity to speak to her but passed on it because of others present. Every time I could have asked her to lunch but took the safer choice instead by asking one of the guys. There was nothing wrong with her; she was polite, kind, decent really. Sure, she did not put up with disrespect or people talking down to her and honestly, when she was not smiling or her voice came out flat, she was a little scary. But I kept trying. I wanted to bridge that gap and see if there might b...
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