reedsymarketplace
Assemble a team of professionals
reedsystudio
The writing app for authors
reedsylearning
Writing courses, events and memberships
reedsydiscovery
Get your book reviewed
reedsyprompts
Weekly writing prompts and contests
Writing courses, events and conferences
Upcoming events
The Bigger Picture: Writing with a Series in Mind
April 13, 2026
Writing Beyond Your "Brand"
March 16, 2026
Publishing in Audio: What You Need to Know in 2026
February 10, 2026
What's in a Name? Naming Characters, Places & Titles
February 09, 2026
Learn how to succeed as a writer from the best in the business.
Every writer needs a Studio
Check out our writing app for authors!
Menu
More apps built by Reedsy
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020
Ever since I was young, I had wanted to impress others and be praised. It was an innate desire, born from my grim childhood filled with painful memories. My mother passed away when I was five. Since that day my father had been a hollow shell of his former lively self. Out of grief and despair that gripped his heart, he raised me with the single philosophy of his own late father: that I would learn to face the harshness of this cruel world not by being coddled, but by fighting these wolves face to face. The memories of the past still haunted ...
Submitted to Contest #33
Mark groaned. As much as he was hoping it wasn’t going to be true, another Monday had come. The worst day of the week had come too soon again, and he knew he couldn’t afford to be absent for the third Monday because he knew his pay was going to be cut if he were absent again. When he had sat up, the amount of effort it took to get up just made him fall back on his bed.He blinked his eyes open and looked around. Eren had already pulled the curtains next to his bed, and the sunlight poured right into his eyes. He looked to his right. “Oi,...
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email: