Jesse Teller

Author: jesseteller

  • Rise of the Tellers 7: Chaste

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    What if I started writing fantasy? The memoirs stalled out. In this book we have discovered that Bekah and I never had a chance. Not until 2004, not until we got enough away from everyone else and their expectations for us. When we adopted that attitude Bekah had in Knife, Part 1, “Fuck that.” After…

  • Rise of the Tellers 6: The Knife, Part 2

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    When we drove to New York to go to the wedding of Bliss and her man, Bell came with us as far as Columbus, Ohio. Burg was living there at the time and he was our halfway point. Bell came and the plan was to leave him with Burg for the week and pick him…

  • Rise of the Tellers 5: Dress Code

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    Back at Pizza Hut and I am pretty quiet tonight. Couples’ therapy has brought up another bomb for me. And I am trying to deal with it. Thinking about the past with Bekah and how things were versus how they were perceived. I told her in therapy that I didn’t want her throwing my things…

  • Rise of the Tellers 4: The Knife, Part 1

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    Pizza Hut after therapy. We were doing couples’ therapy to get things set on the right track. One of the important parts of the plan we talked about and put into action the first night we got back together was couples’ therapy. Steven was a counselor with many different abilities and when I asked, he…

  • Rise of the Tellers 3: The Battle of Sloppyface

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    He was soft. He was a white guy. He was a sun worshipper. He was mentally handicapped. He was big. He was stubborn and he ate his own poop. When I started spending the night at Bekah’s house there was a man in the household who did not appreciate me being there at all. I…

  • Rise of the Tellers 2: Bell

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    Disclaimer: I have limited knowledge on warthogs, their breeding habits or their average dimensions. I would not know a good-sized warthog from a petite warthog. I do not claim to be a warthog expert or enthusiast. When I walked away from Siren I walked away from an entire group of friends. In that one move…

  • Aftermath Guardian’s War 19 / Rise of the Tellers 1: Morning

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    Bekah pulled up to my apartment, and I was waiting outside in the February night for her. I climbed into her car and closed the door. “You are my life,” I said. “I want nothing but you for the rest of my life.” Bekah stepped on the gas and eased around the parking lot. “I…

  • Aftermath Guardian’s War 18: A New Day Dawns

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    I walked through timeless windows,Gazing toward each passing life.They held so much old grief for me,And such little delight. While searching down each alley,Between each passing pane,I found a new directionAlong a guarded lane. The window, cracked and jagged,A danger to crawl through.But deep across its landscape,The horizon I’m drawn to. It’s not a painted…

  • Aftermath Guardian’s War 17: Summit

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    “Do you love him?” I ask, and she looks at the bed under me for a moment and shakes her head. “No, I don’t love him. I just like him, and I can’t do this anymore,” Bekah says. She is talking. She is saying something, and I need to be focused on her, but every…

  • Aftermath Guardian’s War 16: Undeniable

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    Rose loved Servant for the obedience he showed her and what he could give her. Her marriage with Mumble was loveless and frigid, and Servant gave her arms to wrap around herself and a soul to make her feel special. D loved the way we made him feel about himself when we made a hero…