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P.J. Lowry

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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An Apocalypse Subject to Terms and Conditions

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #340

When the prophecy arrived, it was on fire. This was not unusual. Flaming prophecies were, statistically speaking, the second most common way for a destiny to announce itself, right behind mysterious glowing fairies but just higher than old men walking about with stone carved tablets. This parchment had burst into the village square in a theatrical swirl of smoke, sparks, and ominous chanting echoing about. It even accidentally singed three chickens and one moderately important goat. Some of the townsfolk were not impressed with that as the g...

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Blood, Sweat, and Sprinkles

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #201

As usual for one of his shows, the air felt electric as the crowd erupted with cheer. Their excitement shook the stadium so hard many were surprised some didn’t think there was an earthquake in progress. Meanwhile, the man standing on the stage basked in the waves of adoration, his heart pounding with a mixture of exhilaration and trepidation. The man known to all was Rodney Rivers, a once-ordinary man who had poured his heart and soul into his music, sacrificing everything along the way to grab that golden ring. Rodney had finally reached t...

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Threads of a Rumor: The Treasure of Hallbrook

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #200

More so than usual, a small town called Hallbrook was consumed with excitement and curiosity. A juicy rumor had swept through the community like a wildfire, leaving many residents eager to uncover its origins. It was a great place for those who loved some juicy gossip, or whispers of what was going on but this was different. There were rumblings of a secret treasure that was buried somewhere in town, and that had ignited many imaginations. Among the town's inhabitants was Josie Miller; a young lady known for her adventurous spirit, and this ...

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In the Embrace of Compassion: The Power of Change

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #199

    As the big jet touched down at the bustling airport, Amanda's heart raced with anticipation. It had been several months since the young lady left home to embark on a journey, and she was now returning a changed person. The voyage had opened her eyes to new perspectives, shaped her character, and ignited a flame of self-discovery within her heart. Walking through the airport terminal, she scanned the crowd for a familiar face and there they were, as her parents were eagerly waiting by the gate. Their eyes also lit up w...

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Slim Pickings

P.J. Lowry

Shortlisted for Contest #133 ⭐️

When you looked at it from the outside, the confectionery shop looked as sweet as the items they were offering inside. Yet on this particular day, the inside looked like something out of a zombie movies. Most of the shelves had been picked clean, and whatever remained was scattered all over the place. To say that the pickings were slim was a total understatement, but this was to be expected by the shopkeeper. It happened every year, and no matter how hard he tried to be prepared, the result was always the same. Men would come rushing into hi...

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Two pieces of burnt

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #110

    When we walked into the diner, it looked no different than any other diner you'd expect one to look like. The cute little tables, the long bar where single customers drank their coffee while waiting for breakfast. It all looked right out of a movie, but the roadside diner was very real and looked spectacular. My gal and I took one of the tables and smiled like your typical happy couple as the waitress strolled over and handed us a few menus.    "Would you like anything to drink while you check out ...

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Blue Chips & Juice Cup

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #101

She watched from a distance as the two people walked slowly to her part of the park. A man was walking there with his son, holding his hand the whole time. It seemed so odd to her as the boy was rather tall, looking to be in his early teens and yet he was holding hands with who seemed to be his father. When they arrived, the man finally released the boy’s hand and let him go, but he never stayed more than ten feet away, and often got closer if he felt the young man needed help with something. He was a total helicopter parent, even coaching t...

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Sinking Like A Sunet

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #99

David was standing out in his backyard, and if it wasn’t for the cigar smoke rising up into the air she would have sworn he was a statue by how still he was. As Shelley approached her husband, she could tell there was something bothering him. He was sighing a lot, and the fact that he was just staring out onto the lake was another red flag for her. The cigar itself was also another hint, as he rarely smoked because of the wrath it might incur from the lady of the house, namely her. She was only a few feet away when David noticed she was ther...

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The Absentee Uncle

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #94

Peter was sitting at his computer, trying to work on a script when he heard the news. His father had taken the time to call him, which meant something big because the old man rarely spoke to one another these days. Peter listened carefully his father broke the news to him; that the old man’s only brother, Peter’s uncle, had passed away. Peter’s father was the youngest of his siblings and this was the second passing in as many years. The year prior one of his dad’s sisters, Aunt Trish, had died and that one was a real gut punch. Peter really ...

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Breaking Bread with the Enemy

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #48

    The Hero had no idea how he was captured. The last thing he could remember before blacking out as trying to defuse a massive bomb that was going to flatten the city. Before he could finish the task, something had happened. At first he thought the bomb had been triggered, but that was not the case because if it had he would not be alive. But he wasn't in the clear either, as when the Hero opened his eyes, he was still in his outfit, but he was shackled to a chair. He wasn't in a prison, however, quite the opposite actu...

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Back on the Saddle

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #46

    To say Kirk Davis was having a rough morning was a total understatement. His had a fight with the wife about not moving fast enough to make anniversary plans. They had two months before the big day, but apparently he wasn’t moving fast enough for her liking. He also got chewed out by the ex-wife as well, double teamed for an ass-reaming that was going to linger all afternoon. As if his manhood wasn’t crushed enough, some meter maid gave him a three hundred dollar ticket for parking in front of Starbucks while he was i...

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Gina's Guardian

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #44

    It was the saddest day of young Gina’s life. To say she had taken the death of her mother badly would have been the understatement of the decade. Young Gina’s grades taken a total nose dive, and she stopped participating in any extracurricular activities. She would spend every single day locked away in her room, refusing to speak with anyone. When they originally learned about the cancer a few years back, her mother had brushed it off as if it wasn’t something that was going to bother them. Just another bump in the ro...

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A New Buddy

P.J. Lowry

Submitted to Contest #41

Peter had been on the highway for a little over ninety minutes and while he felt good being out of the office, he didn’t like where he was going. There was always an air of dread about him whenever he was heading out to Mom and Dad’s house for thanksgiving. The relationship with his parents was on and off, depending on what mood everyone was in by the time the big bird was served. Some years were peaceful, while others felt he was stepping into the octagon for a big fight. When Peter went to college, putting several thousand miles between hi...

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