Hi! When my critique partner introduced me to Pitch Wars, I was so amazed by the many busy writers willing to give their time to help other writers grow in their craft. Huge TARDIS full of thanks to all the mentors! Thanks also to Christopher Keelty for his PitchWars mentee blog hop. A bit about me: As young girl, I… Read more →
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The Prisoners
by Jennifer Dyer Some call it death row. Others, The End of the Line. Whichever, I’d been moved here, all the way to the back of the prison. The fresh inmates get the spots closest to the door, but us hopeless cases move backward as each newbie enters. When someone gets to the last row, that’s it. The next… Read more →
Goodbye to Reba
By Jennifer Dyer *I wrote this fiction story for my 2 y/o niece when her best fur-friend died from cancer. It’s not meant theologically sound or anything, but she was facing the loss of another family friend to cancer at the same time. It helped her understand and not be afraid for Reba or “NelNel”. Today, I’d like to dedicate it… Read more →
The Official Dilemma
by Jennifer Dyer They’d covered every inch of the table with food. Roasted animal flesh swam in congealed brown liquid. Vegetables drowned in butter. Thick soups included more meat. Piles of flaky rolls anchored the corners, and a layered chocolate cake domed high with strawberries rose in the center like a king’s crown. When was the last time I’d seen… Read more →
All that shines isn’t a diamond.
by Jennifer Dyer As far as I was concerned, Jonny was the handsomest boy I’d seen, especially that night with his pressed suit and thick hair. I knew he’d never take a shine to the likes of me. Except he did. What a night that was. That boy could’ve sold sand to a caravan in the Sahara dessert. He told… Read more →
Grandmaw says ain’t no such thing as ghosts.
by Jennifer Dyer Grandmaw always said, “Tain’t no way, no how they’s such a thing as ghosts.” Maw says the same all the time. But they don’t know what I seen last night. In January, Uncle George brung us word from up the creek that Grandmaw had taken a powerful bad turn and weren’t none of them sure she would… Read more →