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MILES MCLANE

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2026

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Drive Safe

Ethan's life runs on rituals. Every morning before work, he brews two cups of coffee out of habit—one black for himself, one with too much cream and sugar for his wife, Claire. He leaves hers cooling on the counter while he gets dressed, even though she's never awake before him. The mug he uses for her is the same one she picked out three summers ago at a flea market—chipped now along the rim, faded from years of use, but still the only one he reaches for. He watches steam curl upward from its surface, dissipating into the quiet of the kitch...

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The Other Half

Weekly Contest #350

TW: Illness and death of a child Adults think that kids don’t know anything, but I know more than they think I do. I know that two plus two is four, I know that you have to behave nicely or Santa won’t give you any presents for Christmas, and I know that my friend Maya comes over every Tuesday after school to play with me at my house. Which means I know that something is wrong, because Maya didn’t come to my house last Tuesday, and she didn’t come this Tuesday either. I asked my mom where Maya was, but all she said was “she’s busy today.” I...

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Overextension

Weekly Contest #351

I remember the first time I held her and thought, ‘There you are.’ Not ‘who are you’, the way some mothers say, as if a child arrives already full of secrets. No. She was quiet in my arms, red-faced and furious at the indignity of being born, and I felt something much simpler, much clearer: relief. This is because she was exactly as she should be—ten fingers, ten toes, a strong cry, a good weight. A perfect beginning. A clean surface. I had done everything right up to that point, and there she was to prove it. People like to pretend it start...

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The Blood That Bore Him

Weekly Contest #349

Atreus Theoros knew he was a monster. He had been running from it since 20 years old. When the accident happened, he left his hometown that same night, and never looked back. He couldn’t bear to process what he’d done, but ever since that day, he knew that he wasn’t normal. He was a sick imitation of a satyr with something rotting in his brain, something that made him do terrible things. Of course, no one would know this by looking at him. Atreus looked fairly average compared to other satyrs. He had short, curly hair that he’d dyed black si...

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The Echo Inside Us

Weekly Contest #348

Thump..thump…thump. I listened closely to the sound of the heartbeat, carefully searching for any mechanical background. I felt the sound rise and fall as I asked different questions, seeing if the anxiety rate adjusted the heartbeat as well. “Sounds nice and healthy, she’s definitely not an Echoe.” I reported, taking my stethoscope off of the woman’s chest. The man breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, doctor.” He said, anxiously. “I told you I wasn’t a fucking robot!” The woman snapped, glaring at her boyfriend. “I’m sorry,” He said, exas...

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Santo, Pero No Libre

Weekly Contest #347

“Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom, the power, the glory, forever and ever, Amen.” I stared at my mother after reciting the prayer, looking for some form of recognition, maybe a flicker of pride. Her cold, cement-like frown did not move. She glanced at the preacher, and glanced back at me, as if to say “are you paying attention?” I nodded, tilting my head down in submission, as I brought my gaze back to the front of the church. It was like this every Sunday. My mother was a proud woman, and a hol...

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