Rachel Deeming

Joined July 2021

937 stories

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Storyteller. Poet. Reviewer. Traveller.

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Festival. Content Warning.
"Try one of these." Her new festival friend held out his hand and so, she popped the pill and waited. She suppressed the knowledge that her mother would disapprove.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Help Wanted
She could see the gadget buzzing and she could see the fear in her son's face. "Don't answer it," she said. He looked pleadingly at her and all she wanted to do was take him in her arms and assure him it would be okay. But this wasn't school nor a problem which could be solved with a word to the teacher. This was life and death, she could tell. You didn't get through wars without knowing a dire situation when it arrived.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
A Noble Death
I feel like it's all been for nothing. The overriding sense of disappointment was the start of my decline, where the drip of life leaving began.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - A New Game
He let out a roar. The door should stop Ella but she'd torn it apart! And now she was through it, running. He was tempted to pursue her Himself for the hunt. But there were better, more painful ways. Time to ramp it up! He'd been playing with her up until now, dangling the string, watching her reach for it, like teasing a kitten and now, He needed her to know who controlled her and always would.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Steam
It rises, steam, freely, a gas giver, heavenward; Heat from meats, from greens, from beans, from us, All heading upwards, twisting puffs uniting in teams:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Exhausted. Top Story - July 2024.
"Sir, I think we have a problem." "Oh yes? With what?" "With Rachel Deeming, sir." "Remind me - who is she?" "She's a writer, sir. Not famous, sir but she is one of our most prolific."
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Shift
If He had been a Perceptive, He would have known that there had been a shift; He would have known that a new player had been brought into His game; He would have known that He was no longer the one who held all the power.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Locksmith. Content Warning.
He had had to do it. Keys were designed to be used. He came in in the night and stole a lock of her hair. She woke in the morning and thought that there was something different about her appearance but couldn't quite put her finger on it. She felt unbalanced and uneasy, but there was nothing obvious to point to her feeling this way.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Anna
Malcolm's heart filled with dread. Anna was standing in front of him and her face was full of shock and bewilderment. Being a Perceptive meant that she was more sensitive than most. He had such guilt attached to her and who she was. He was trying to be a better father to her, now that they were away from danger.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Board
It's the day that I retire today. I've got mixed feelings about it. I've enjoyed my work even though it's just cleaning up, mopping and emptying the bins on the Neo Natal ward. But the nurses are grateful at least and some of the parents too.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Serena. Content Warning.
This story comes with a Dharrsheena warning. They say death is a funny old thing, whoever they are. I assume they mean peculiar as there's nothing humorous about it. And I should know as I've met it face-to-face this week.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Development
This microfiction is part of a series. If you would like to read it from the start, please visit The Bag - The Chapters where you can start from the very beginning should you so choose.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction