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Lije Clay

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2026

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Video Consume Repeat

Weekly Contest #351

Part I I’m starting this while I can still write. It will be slow. I only have enough energy for a few minutes a day. It’s something I always meant to do. I tried before but I couldn’t quite get it out. Now, instead of the time and attention due a story that could’ve been a beautiful memoir, it will simply have all I have left. Someone told me once that all you have is enough. Maybe in things like intramural sports but I think not when it’s life or death, win or lose. Sometimes you bring all you have to the table and someone else brings al...

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A Flower Blooms in the Desert

Weekly Contest #349

"Please," the woman said in more of a whimper than spoken word. "I can't.""Dammit, we've been through all this already!" said the man. He put his head in his hands, then stepped in front of her. "What are you gonna feed it? Huh? Tell me.""I don't know. We'll find something.""We barely find anything for ourselves. Fuck! I haven't eaten in three days."She looked up at him, eyes wide. "You said-""-Yeah I said...I fuckin say a lot of things.""You didn't have to.""Yes I did. There's not enough and you're already weak." He stood up and walked over...

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Voice

Weekly Contest #347

It came to him at night, in a dream. In the midnight hour when no one watches. When all eyes are shut or entranced by screens of light bordered by endless darkness. It spoke but not in words. In images and themes that meant words. She, beautiful Liza, was in the dream. And she was beautiful, but what he felt above all else was the depth of warmth and mutual attraction that they shared and enjoyed. He didn’t know it at the time, having had few before, but it was the excitement of a new relationship and the fulfillment of a long and intimately...

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A Light Reading of Black Death

Weekly Contest #344

CW: Plague reference (light gore) Dear Rodent, Greetings. I will not offer my name as is the norm in this mode of communication. I know it would be meaningless to you. I am attempting to write in the language and style of common human correspondence since it has been my pleasure to study the ancient history of your solar system and unfortunately have very little knowledge of your own kind and customs except for an awareness of your interest in humanity as the ‘firstborn’ of Earth, and the overlapping history you share. I assume from that int...

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The Locked Cupboard

Weekly Contest #343

CW: Crude language, gore The Locked Cupboard byLije Clay Isabella never could keep her mouth shut. Her mom really should’ve known better. Sooner or later she was bound to tell me, or one of our friends. It wasn’t so much that she was a blabber mouth, it was just that she couldn’t resist one-upping. For example, here’s a conversation we had a week before she told me her big bad secret:“Did you hear Elijah got suspended?” I said.“No, what did he do?” she said.“He called Mr. Beach a bad word.”“What was it?”“Douche leech. I don’t know what it m...

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