Psyche: A Novelette
A novelette about grief, crises of faith, death, and the afterlife.
My name is Wright... Holly Wright. Welcome to my life.
A novelette about grief, crises of faith, death, and the afterlife.
Dear Reader: I don’t know why I’m writing this. I don’t want to share my pain—isn’t there already enough of it to wrap around the world a...
Three people occupied the chamber. A man, tall, with hair the color of honey and startlingly wide eyes, hovered over a girl, readjusting...
December 26th The neighbor girl in her sweater—creamy white, just a shade or two lighter than her skin— sitting on her front porch steps....
There’s a map of the life the storyteller lived littered across his grave. Forget-me-nots begged him to return. Half-bloomed and plucked...
The stars fell out of the heavens, tumbling from their seats in the velvet black sky. They slipped below the backdrop of glowing tents...
In all her dreams she drowned. Perhaps they had been nightmares, once. The overwhelming pressure in her chest, the blurry vision, the...
The woman on her deathbed hovered there for years. Her white blonde hair faded to wisps so fine, they almost weren’t there. Her eyes,...
They met outside the hotel, in the pouring rain, and embraced. Awkward laughter tumbled from their lips as they greeted each other, and...
"If this whale’s song is higher than all the others, can anyone hear him? Is all his singing for naught, his voice drifting slowly into...
The first time we traveled through time, it was an accident. He was getting rid of old documents. His marriage certificate from his first...
Loneliness started with the Gods. She crept behind them like a shadow. Watching them, admiring them…. Loving them. She reveled in their...
The girl who became a ghost was only twenty-six when her heart ceased to beat. The story of her death was a familiar one. A dark night,...
I was four whiskey sours and a shot of Jameson deep when a girl who called herself God slid onto the barstool beside me and decided to...
"Write about how a person's perspective on an event from their childhood shifted in their adulthood." Prompt given by Reedsy...
“When someone’s heart breaks so does a piece of our world; this creates fissures, valleys, and even cracks in the pavement. Tell me the...
“Shhhh. Listen, I have an idea. If you do not turn any pages, we will never get to the end of this book. And that is good, because there...
“It must be so lonely knowing what you know.” –Dan Smith, “Campus” “And He that sat upon the throne said, “Behold, I make all things...