When Writing Truly Became My Therapy

I’ve been stagnant here, and for that—as well as my lack of participation in the blogging community—I’m sorry. I’d a single writing goal over the summer, and that was to FINALLY finish my horror novel, that beast that’s been keeping my mind and soul occupied when other things should have been. I’d promised myself it … Continue reading →

The Curse of Being Broke

There’s a curse that this particular Jennings girl suffers. Because my sisters are wealthy (and I’ll explain what I mean by that in a bit), the curse hasn’t affected them much as of late. People keep vanishing from my life, and it’s not necessarily within my control. Old loves, new friends and acquaintances, that sort … Continue reading →

A Red Flag Day.

Today, the red flag is up at the beach. Red, apparently, signifies “High Surf and/or Strong Currents. HIGH HAZARD.” In other words, don’t swim too far out, and if you try, may God have mercy on your stupid soul. This early afternoon, the green, glassy waves in the Gulf were continuously rolling, a foamy mass … Continue reading →