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Stephanie Jeannot

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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Graduating to Haitian

Weekly Contest #306

“Bonjou everybody!”“Hello Everybody!”“I am so proud of you.”A thunder of claps came from the crowd and I waited for it to tame down before I continued.“Wooh!” “You have made it to the final rung of this climb and here we are at our graduation day.” More claps came from the audience and it made me more excited to speak. “You are part of the sum that inspired me to here.” “I grew up with an eclectic fusion of diverse cultures circulating through my veins. I am part of an amazing ethnonational group of royal warriors.”“When I say warriors, I me...

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Driving Along

Weekly Contest #305

Driving Driving a car is a test of one’s nerves. It is not for the faint of heart.I haven’t driven in years. I got tired of backseat drivers telling me how to drive, which roads to take, or getting scared every time I turned or hit a bump. Ummm…chill with that. I started getting tired of it.Why don’t you drive and let me sit where you are sitting right now?I tried not to let it consume me, and I kept getting into our Mustang, dropping the top down, and driving here and there and everywhere.That is until I got sideswiped by an aggressive driv...

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It's So Hard To Say Goodbye

Weekly Contest #120

Dear Triton,You were like a painted image of sunsets and autumn leaves scattered upon the brook. I loved you from first look.You are a memory of straddling multiple genres. You squeezed the truth out of me without even having to lay down my thoughts on a blank page. You offered me forty lines without even having to add a new journal to the forty notebooks in my bin that have piled up since the fourth grade. We took flight like a soaring eagle from day one and we have been a chorus of love ever since.It was us versus the world. Your presence ...

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It Made the Liquified Difference

December 31, 2013Dear Diary, Here is my new year’s resolution for 2014. I am making a vow to never drink again.No more alcohol for me. Hopefully I will be able to stay sober. Let’s See.Signed, Lucy!That was the first time I made a decision to truly give up alcohol. Alcohol was my guilty pleasure and I loved it.I’ve been a lush since me and my gurls in high school would spend the rest of our school half days, together sipping Cisco. Yummy I thought and since then, I’ve been a drunkard. Well maybe not so much of a drunk but, I used to hav...

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Under the Midnight Sun

Weekly Contest #74

As a musician, the moment of resistance for me is when I am able to float on the stage and explode all my colors right there in my artistry. I always carry a light of hope for that explosion to happen somewhere that will blow my mind away.And then it happened… I was offered an opportunity to do a music tour in Siberia.It is such a beautiful thing to see past the front garden of your own lawn to see first-hand what the manicured gardens of another land like Angarsk look like. Or to see what the rich green algae overlaying a foreign body of wa...

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The Clickity Clangingest Pulsator (Dedicated to Richie Johnson)

Weekly Contest #73

You know how I get when live music is blaring through the room? I am on an emotional level and nothing can compare to it.I know everything is going to be alright when the band starts playing and so I felt as if being invited to share music on Christmas Eve for a party for the symphony orchestra of Harlem, was like a bridge to better days. I knew that I would be feeling magic moments in each and every song; especially with Richie banging out some forceful cries on his drums. He stands out from all the other drummers because he is not wit...

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The Day I Lost My Harmony

Weekly Contest #72

I felt completely overwhelmed. I could barely catch my breath because someone yanked the stacks of harmony out of my heart and I had no idea who. I could not stop myself from crying because all of a sudden, everyone around me was a suspect and the trust I had for them changed.“Did anyone see my harmony?”“Where did you place it?”"It was here a minute ago, but just like that, it is gone.”“You sure that you did not shield it somewhere before you got here?”I felt like a caged bird unable to connect and so distracted by my missing harmony that it...

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2:30 AM

Weekly Contest #46

Am I the only one that wakes up pulsating with a storm of writing energy in the middle of the night when the rest of the people in the city are sleeping? It’s weird. I wouldn’t consider myself as being the most loquacious person. I’m usually pretty quiet on most days. Speaking about my experiences and deep-rooted thoughts would probably be well beyond my comfort zone. I enjoy my quietude and I get made when the momentum is disrupted.   It is almost as if my words are locked away in a hidden room of the movie theater of my mind. The...

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Grandma Saved the Day

Weekly Contest #43

There she was, running around the house, barefoot and full of bouncy joy. Dinah always had an enjoyable time when she had the chance to spend time with her grandmother. Grandparents always seem to go above and beyond what’s required to make their little grandchildren happy. And unlike her mom who made it a steady routine of breaking up the party when she was in the midst of fun, grandma liked to satisfy Dinah’s whims by simply letting her get away with having extra added fun. You could tell right away that Dinah had a passion for life. She h...

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From Crawling to Striding Pianos

Weekly Contest #38

Learning to play the piano is like learning how to walk from crawling. It is not an easy thing. I watch the falls of a little child in her attempt to just start running. But plop she goes and ends up in tears because it hurt her to fail. She is tired of only being able to sit on her pretty little tail.She decides one day to try standing on her own like a piano player putting her hands on the keys. She moves her hands across the expanse of the piano but not with ease. She tries to build her muscle memory of every song that grabs her attention...

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Up All Night Texting Wars

Weekly Contest #36

February 16, 2020 1:15 AMDear Diary,My day was really long. I worked my 9 to 5, came home cooked dinner for the family and even got a chance to watch the Shondaland shows on ABC. I was so exhausted that all I wanted to do was sleep.I went up to my room and got myself prepared for a night of sleep. I set the alarm on my phone to wake me up at 5:50 AM, slipped under my covers and closed my eyes, so ready to just let go and to let sleep take over.It did for a little while but then my phone started to buzz and woke me up. I decided to pick it up...

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That Day We Met

Weekly Contest #33

Braiding salons are a fixture in the Harlem community and so, anybody knows that you can go to that town located in the uptown section of Manhattan, if you are interested in enjoying the luxuries of professional hair braiding. I was acting on my instincts when I made the decision to get braids, thinking that those same stylists who create awe worthy braid styles for the bulk of their customers would be able to do the same for mine.Braids are both convenient and fashionable. It is the crown a woman does not have to take off for a lo...

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Spilling the Tea

Weekly Contest #32

It was always nice being in close contact with him. It seemed that all my pent-up frustration would somehow just go away whenever he was close. He had the calmest personality and made me laugh like a loon. He occupied my spirit through the sun and through the moon.I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him when I saw him. If our meetings were a game of baseball, it was like leveling the playing field just by sipping on our occasional cups of tea together. A circular flow of energy would just drench me like the Niagara Falls. I was brought to life...

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She Put Her Foot Into It

Weekly Contest #31

Anybody who has experience making meals in the kitchen knows that it requires a lot of effort to make; especially if you are cooking for your family. And so, part of the process of getting prepared to cook is to put your whole mind and heart into it. I would like to set the record straight; my mother is the best cook on the planet. Even though my mom worked hard all day, she was always ready to put her foot into the food that she was making. I complimented her on one of her meals once and told her that she put her foot in it and she said, “I...

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