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
Live Editing #4 with Noah Charney
January 26, 2026
Raising the Stakes: Build Tension on Every Page
January 19, 2026
Level Up Your Writing in 2026
January 18, 2026
Previous events
First Impressions: Rocking the First Line and Paragraph
January 12, 2026
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 Apr, 2021
Submitted to Contest #95
I can't bring myself to crawl into bed. She bought the sheets, the comforter, and the pillows that I hate. She slept on the side by the window, she said she liked to watch the cars pass by. The bed is empty without her, emptier than I thought it would be. There's a dip in the mattress where her body should be lying in, a small imprint molded to her scrawny legs and curved hips. Flowers sit on her nightstand. She bought them a couple weeks ago. She came home laughing as she set them down and kissed me, she kissed me deeply. "So you have somet...
Submitted to Contest #93
Our house was always full of noise. I can’t recall a single memory where someone wasn’t running around laughing, or when the kitchen wasn’t full of children asking what was for dinner. The walls were coated in the sounds of our voices.Our house was also full of love. It seeped through the cracks in the floors and spilled onto the carpet. My mother digs holes in our hearts and fills them with flowers. Even our utensils have been touched with the type of kindness that leaves a physical trace. Tonight though our house is silent. The walls ...
Submitted to Contest #91
9:03 AM “Holy shi-” In one swift, violent, motion a sweaty hand was clamped over my mouth. My back was firmly pressed against the wall and my elbows were pinned behind my back. There was nothing elegant or heroic about the situation I was in, even though it was in the name of love. “Listen here Rat Face if you don’t give me all your money,” the thug with an abnormal amount of acne on his chin pulled out a dull blade, “I’ll take it with.. Force.” I looked at him blankly, I must have looked like an idiot, who truly did have rat...
Oops, you need an account for that!
Log in with your social account:
Or enter your email:
18 likes
