Reed Sanders

@reedsanders

(he/him) I like to make stuff. I block AI users.

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Reed Sanders@reedsanders· 2d

me omw to get my heart stomped on again

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· 17d

Not exactly a true "defuse," but we're in the spirit of it. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writing #scifi #western

In the back corner of the loft was a medium-sized wooden crate filled with ten sticks of DuPont dynamite. I had bought the box about a year ago to help clear some land on the southern pasture. Mesquite trees grow roots deep, deep down in the soil; them stumps ain’t too hard to dig up when you shoot them fifteen feet in the air with explosives. I looked closer at the sticks and they were sweating. Expired dynamite will sweat out the chemicals that make them explode, it makes them extremely dangerous to fool around with.

“Liable to take down the entire barn with one rainy-day thunder crack,” I said to the air.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· 19d

I'm about 10% done with the first draft of my sci-fi western novel. #writesky #writers #writing #scifi #western @ellipsus.com

A cup of coffee and a laptop at a coffee shop. The screen of the laptop says "Chapter 5," with about two paragraphs underneath it.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· 23d

Cowboy in 1902 finds a large futuristic building on his land. #writesky #writers #western #scifi

When I had enough of feeling sorry, we went back to the wall. As we began to circle it again, I noticed something I hadn’t before: there was a hair-thin line in the surface. I followed the line from the dirt, up about forty feet, then hard left for thirty, then back down to the dirt. I spent all that time looking for a normal door with a handle or maybe a gate, but here it was right in front of me. This had to be it. I tried to push it, but it didn’t budge. The line in the wall was far too thin to get my fingers under. I tried my fingernails, I looked for a stick to pry in there, but it was no use. This door was also far too heavy to move with just my weight. I had to use something stronger. I knew exactly what was needed.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· May 21

From the first chapter of my Sci-fi Western. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Western #Scifi

“The fire, sir!” he said, furiously shoveling. The straight walls of the ivory building continued to fall from the heavens.

“There ain’t gonna be fire for long!” I said, anxiously darting my eyes from him to the building. He kept shoveling while the rest of the men abandoned their shovels to the ground and ran to their horses. Across the field I saw the men who were working the cattle, desert the livestock and begin to ride hard towards home. They were about a half-mile away from me. Lord Jesus up in Heaven, I thought. They aren’t going to make it.

“GO! GO! GO! C’MON!” I screamed with everything I had, but it was too late. I saw the panic in their eyes as they rode. They were right in the middle of the circle. and it was barrelling down right above their heads. They knew what was going to happen and so did I.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· May 11

Another snippet from my untitled sci-fi cowboy project. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Western #SciFi

“What the hell?” I muttered to myself, still finding my breath. I stood and quickly checked my horse; he had a gash on his chest, but nothing too bad.

“You’ve had worse, Rusty,” I said to him.

The fire still blazed, but the black and purple sky was all that mattered in the moment. I figured the best thing to do was treat this like any other bad storm we’ve had in West Texas.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Apr 18

just finished up this little painting of my latest dnd character #digitalart #painting #art #dnd #dungeonsanddragons #digitalpainting

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 31

happy trans day of visibility!

"I am looking" with the trans flag overlaid

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 29

My current writing project focuses on a veteran Rough Rider in 1902. My research on the Spanish-American War in 1898 is fascinating, and it's very interesting how much of it parallels current events. #writing #writesky #books #writers #research

picture of a book titled "San Juan Hill 1898"

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 24

why do i even have a facebook account anymore? that shit just exists to raise my blood pressure.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 24

The prologue from my current project is told from the point of view of a cowboy at a campfire. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writing #Writers #Scifi #Western

Text that reads:
“Ah-haugh, ah-haugh, ah-haugh! No sir!” The stranger said, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. “As you can see by my attire, I am a very wealthy inventor and founder of many successful companies. I would like to make you an offer on your land.”

“Stranger, I have paid many hard earned dollars for this little patch of land,” the cowboy said. “I’ve worked it ‘til my hands was bleedin’. This land and these cattle are everything I got. They ain’t for sale.”

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 9

i met the tall one

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Mar 5

This is from the first chapter of my current project. It's a sci-fi western. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writing #Writers #Western #SciFi

Screenshot that reads, "The hard, West Texas wind pushed the machine around in the air like a drunk man at last call. I lifted my gun and sighted in the single glass eye of the thing as it began to speak:

“THIS DRONE IS THE PROPERTY OF TIMELINE RESOURCE GROUP.” the machine said, in a thin, monotone voice. “ANY AND ALL DAMAGE INFLICTED UPON THIS MACHINERY CAN AND WILL RESULT IN FULL LEGAL—”

I took the shot. Upon impact, the entire thing exploded in a mess of sparks and white smoke, lighting the dry, summer grass ablaze. I ran off to stomp it out, but the fire kept coming. Every time I stomped it out, it spit out more sparks. I couldn’t get the damn thing to quit."

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jan 3

guy holding fake bloody knife and smiling

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Oct 29

I'm releasing this short story to my friends this Friday. Happy to share it with anyone who comments on this post. #WriteSky #Writers #Writing #Authors #Fiction #Horror #ShortStories #Music #Ghosts #Singing #Halloween

the battered cover for a songbook titled, "12 CHARMING SONGS for MEN," the corner is covered in blood. under the title reads "A short horror story by MASON REED"

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Oct 15

The last paragraph of my latest short story. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writers #Authors #Writing #Horror

Like a vacuum, the ashes of the book shot up through the chimney into the early morning fog. My ears rang. My voice was shot, but I still yelled out in fear and victory. I was free. I fell to my knees, onto the blanket and the broken frame. The shattered glass ripped into my left knee. I felt nothing. The pain from my heart, the adrenaline, had made me numb. I pulled out the shards and sat back on the couch, blood ran down my leg, through my slacks. I picked the picture up from the floor, careful not to smudge it with blood. I stared at it and began to cry.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 25

A synonym for today. #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #Writers #Writing #HorrorWriting #Horror #ShortStory #Fiction

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 24

Just designed the cover for my barbershop quartet themed short horror story. #CoverArt #GraphicDesign #Writing #Writers #Authors #Art #Artist

an old fashioned looking songbook cover with 4 singing men. the title reads, "12 CHARMING SONGS for MEN. A short horror story by MASON REED. *NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE BARBERSHOP HARMONY SOCIETY"

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 24

Micah became an alcoholic after the death of Charlie's mother, fifteen years before this scene. Charlie and his partner, Dot bring take-out food to Micah on Thanksgiving. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Authors

A snippet of text reading, "“No, just—just leave,” Micah said. “Just leave and have a nice Thanksgiving without your fuck up dad.”

“Dad, get the hell off the floor and eat something," Charlie said, reaching down to help his father to his feet. "When was the last time you ate an actual meal?” Micah winced and groaned in pain as he stood up. That collarbone injury from the car accident never truly healed like it should have. “Do you have any coffee?” Charlie asked, hoping to sober him up some.

“I don’t know,” Micah belched. Charlie walked him over to the dining room and sat him at the table while Dot pulled the food out of the take-out bags."

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 21

The street dog didn't know that she was all part of a plan To get sent on a one-way trip without a place to land. To get a lead in a science race against the USA, They sent the furry cosmonaut up there to outer space.

A black and white picture of Laika the space dog.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 18

My whole novel takes place under a red shroud that covers the earth. Every couple of chapters there's a TV news story that gives context to the world. #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky #AlternateHistory #SciFi #Authors #Writing #Writers #Horror #Thriller

Screenshot that reads, "[Lower third: SHELBIE WOODDARD ‒ CBS NEWS]

“Like many Americans, Jonathan and his wife were left in financial ruin when the shroud covered the earth. The red lights only made matters worse as Jonathan’s wife Norma succumbed to red light’s disease only one year later.”

[Lower third: DR. LOUIS CREEL ‒ TEXAS DHHS]

“It was the vitamin D deficiency in the elderly—what most folks now call, ‘red light’s disease’ or even just ‘red’s.’ What I mean to say is, that night wasn’t just a horrific event for the average healthy person. It really hit our most vulnerable the hardest.”

[Lower third: PRESIDENT DONALD TRUMP ‒ WHITE HOUSE PRESS CONFERENCE NOV. 30, 2017]

“But we must never forget the brave men who gave their lives in a pursuit of a free life for us from the shroud. Major James R. Schofield and Captain Toby Thompson. They shot at the shroud with the best missiles. The best missiles we have. I told them to give them everything we have, and they did. They gave that shroud and those lights, they—they really gave ‘em hell. We could’ve never known that the shroud was as low as it was! Really a shame. Lost some good guys up there.”"

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 15

Another snippet from my a cappella themed, horror short story. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writing #Writers #Horror #ACappella #BarbershopHarmony

A screenshot of text that reads, "She scanned the books, put them in a bag, and I paid my dollar. I stepped outside the Goodwill and the cool, autumn breeze cut through my navy oxford shirt. I zipped up my cardigan. When I got to my car, I pulled the songbook out of the bag and looked at it again. So neat to have a piece of history in my hands. I wondered if I should scan the arrangement of Sweet Adeline and post it online somewhere. I've been in this hobby for a while, so surely, if I had never heard of it, lots of others probably hadn't either. I felt like a music historian or some sort of archivist."

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Sep 11

I've been working on a horror short story based around a cappella singing. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #writing #writers

Screenshot of text that reads, "When I sat down at my desk, I remembered I had a half-finished recording on the audio software. I pressed the space-bar to play it. I could hear the slight crackle of the fireplace in the background, the B-flat from the pitch-pipe, my anticipatory breath, and—you know, one is never quite ready to hear the sound of a woman screaming in fear. It's louder and scarier than it is on a movie or TV show. When I began to sing on the recording, all I heard was screaming. And I mean bloodcurdling. Not my voice. Not me screaming. This was the scream of a woman. A woman in pain. You could hear her entire soul in the scream. In shock, I pressed the space-bar again to pause the recording, and the screaming ceased."

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Aug 20

Just finished up this painting I had on the back burner. #DnD #DigitalPainting #Art #Painting #HalfElf #barbarian

A hesitant-looking half-elf, lit by a torch.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jul 30

took a picture of a fox today

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jun 22

Another update on my painting. #digitalart #painting #dnd #barbarian #art

A work-in-progress painting if a worried man wearing glasses.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jun 21

A little WIP piece I started last night. #digitalart #sketch #wip #dnd #barbarian #art #drawing

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jun 18

#CurseOfStrahd #Vampire #DnD #GraphicArt #DigitalArt #Gothic

The red silhouette of a coffin with a vampire's fangs cut into it over a black background. White text reads, "Please, come in..."

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jun 18

This is my first Dungeons & Dragons character. #Art #DigitalArt #DnD #Barbarian

an early twenties man with ginger hair and glasses, he holds a red great axe. He has blood stains and rips on and in his clothes.

Reed Sanders@reedsanders· Jun 18

This comes at the end of a dream sequence. It's one of the few chapters that just flowed out of me. I had no clue where it was going until it was done. It was a lovely experience. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing