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Matt Aberdeen

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2024

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It's Raining Intellectual Property, Hallelujah!

Submitted to Contest #239

Rhys held the most useless thing he could imagine. Like everybody in his office, he had rushed out as soon as the Great Shuffle began, looking to the sky in the hope of winning the lottery. Just moments ago he heard Maria scream in pleasure as she bonded with the rights to a popular song on the radio. Those royalty checks would make her a rich woman for the rest of the year once the Shuffle ended. Even set her up for life if she was smart about it. She sprinted faster than an Olympic runner to get inside before another Fortune could fall fro...

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A Family of One's Own

The house teemed with the dichotomous sense of death and the burst of life that only a horde of vultures could bring. They had marched through the house, the way led by Jacob's numerous aunties and their by now well established system of colored stickers, marking out furniture, appliances and knick knacks for whoever had wanted them most, or who had won a battle of wills to take it home. Jacob didn't have a color in this sticker system. Hadn't wanted one. The house was his now, Martin had seen to that, let them take the furnishings to their ...

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The Contemporary Prometheus; or, FrankenBill

Submitted to Contest #235

Note: this story contains themes of violence, gore, substance abuse, implied sex and self harm. Please be advised before continuing. My new skin itched. I was not yet accustomed to forms like these, nor could I decide which was most frustrating: my new long hair constantly obstructing my field of vision, or the heaviness of my breasts. No, that's a lie. I had so far failed to manage putting my hair up in a way that wasn't conspicuously sloppy enough to attract unwanted attention. Frustrating, but a problem I knew would disappear with prac...

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