Aimes was reading. Her piece was about heartbreak and pain. It was about loss, and the way a girl could be thrown away and forgotten. Aimes was probably my best friend. We had been friends since the first day of seventh grade, when she came to the bus after school, shell-shocked and dazed. We had… Continue reading Home
Author: jesseteller
The Old Man’s Song
I never knew his name. My parents did. They knew him well. He was a friend to my stepfather, a pillar of my neighborhood, a person the adults all respected. We just called him The Old Man. The Old Man was grouchy. As I look back on him now, I can see that he was… Continue reading The Old Man’s Song
The Friday 13 with Richard Schwindt
Richard Schwindt is a social worker in Kingston, Ontario. He is author of The Death in Sioux Lookout Trilogy, Dreams and Sioux Nights, The Love Duology, Social Work for Fun and Profit, Scarborough: Confidential, Sioux Lookout: Confidential, Kingston: Confidential, Emotional Recovery from Workplace Mobbing (and Workbook), and six other books in the Emotional Recovery… Continue reading The Friday 13 with Richard Schwindt
Lost Confessions: Rising Winds
There is something happening in my head and I have to write. I have a lot of work to do, so I might be doing that, but that is grunt work. Run on sentences and passive voice weeding. Collapse this character. Change this point of view. But our fucking minds are flaming and the surrounding… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Rising Winds
The Friday 13 with Dan Eaton
Dan is a writer with seven articles published in RC Jet International and one in Electric Flight magazine. He is a photographer with pictures published in RC Jet International, Fly RC, Electric Flight, and Model Airplane News magazine. His just completed his second full length novel, Luni327:Strangers at the Door, which continues the Lunar Age… Continue reading The Friday 13 with Dan Eaton
Unbridled
“Fuck the intercom,” Brett read. He had needed something to read at Group. This was what he had come up with. “Fuck the fucking intercom.” It used to interrupt us with announcements all the time in the middle of a reading. “Fuck the fucking, fucking intercom.” Mrs. Bronte erupted. “This is not appropriate for this… Continue reading Unbridled
Thunder from the Throne
They all cross over each other, you see. You have to see the problem with that. They all cross over. You read one book and you haven’t seen anything. The next fills in more space. The next, more, then four series later you are still neck deep in the world of the first book. It… Continue reading Thunder from the Throne
