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Elizabeth Guinn

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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So It Turns Out Giving Your Coworker a Ride Home Is a Bad Idea

Submitted to Contest #31

   "Hey!"   "Hey."    "Hey! Are you? You're…? Yeah, hey!"   This was happening. This was really happening. Conner slid down in the driver's seat of his car, looking like a grumpy, deflated balloon. It was too late, right? Right, frick. The new guy had seen him. Why had he offered to give the new guy a ride?! He couldn't even remember the new guy's name, something like Matthew. John. Phillip-- Something Biblical. Conner had barely even remembered he'd offered to give the new guy...

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The Cat of Death

Submitted to Contest #30

    Life pops in and out of existence all the time.  He is violent and haphazard. He can be dangerous or soft or curiously loud, bursting into existence through screams of pain only to be met with joy. Death, meanwhile, for all the help and usefulness she had in the world, sat silently, unassuming, always watching through tired, curious eyes. She watched as the world went by, as people moved in every direction to get away from her, only to walk right up in completely unrepentant moments of bravery. Creatures are ever and ...

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My Sister's Storm

Submitted to Contest #29

The music shifted from pop to rock, the old cd skipping around in the boom box so that its edges raked the sides. A light tap to the top set it back in the right motion, just like it always had, and an adult’s genuine grief was once again appropriated by my teenage angst into meaning something for me. The notes swayed back and forth across my attention span, plugging itself into the pages of the book I read so that the words of the author and the musician blended together in nonsense. I lost the meaning of both as soon as they each tried to ...

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