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
Level Up Your Writing in 2026
January 18, 2026
Previous events
First Impressions: Rocking the First Line and Paragraph
January 12, 2026
Writing a Bingeable Chapter
January 05, 2026
The Rule of Three
December 29, 2025
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 Feb, 2022
Submitted to Contest #140
She remembers nothing and yet she remembers everything. It was mid-March and light snow was falling, staining the pavement with a layer of almost white. She was a passenger in the brand new 4 Runner he would never get to drive. As the car slushed through the familiar streets of the small town where they lived, her thoughts too were familiar, random. She was on a deserted beach in Puerto Rico, where they made love by the light of the moon. On the airplane where they met and she had not recognized him until he smiled. The moment when their bab...
It was always the sound of his voice that called me to the radio. Too young to understand the words, I was not too little to realize my parent’s reaction to the voice on the radio. At times, there was also the sound of a woman’s voice, which they equally hated. From my bedroom, I knew the radio was about to go on by the sound of the heavy wooden shutters at the front of our small flat, which dad pulled down a few minutes before they sat down to listen. Then, daddy’s steps toward the small entrance hall, a small sofa, and a side table with ...
Submitted to Contest #139
GROWING UP IN A FLASHLiliana Noemí NealonThere was a little nook with a small window on one side of the bedroom. He doesn't remember much from those days, but he seems to recall that mom’s exercise bike was gathering dusk in that corner.Opposite the small window, there were shelves for dad’s sweaters, drawers for mom’s, and two narrow doors on either side with slanted wooden bars for shoes. Mom and Dad used the inside one of the little doors to measure the kids. When he was born, his brother was seven years old, and his sister, twelve. ...
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email:
7 likes
