Author: jesseteller
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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…
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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…
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Lost Confessions
I was talking to Bekah about my blog the other day. We were talking about the posts I still needed to write to fill this year’s series, and an image came to me as if from a flash of light illuminating a storming night. “I have an old blog somewhere,” I said. “What did you…
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Truth
Guardian was always there. He had been created for a purpose, crafted with one goal in mind. In his desperation to keep his cherished daughter safe from harm, my father had trained the ultimate protector, the bodyguard for the one thing he loved. All of his existence, Guardian had spent watching for danger for this…
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Thoughts on Immortality
I am not defending my book. I have read a few reviews that disagree with my rendering of an old character. That character’s actions have been called into question with the idea that he is old, and so he should know better. I have done a lot of thinking about the nature of immortality and…
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Glare
There were two groups. Mine and Glare’s. He drew people to him and held them. I know he talked about me a lot. He spoke on my faults and railed about what a horror I was. But always there was a respect between us. Glare was perfect. A sinister side of my coin. He was…
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Teth
“Are you Jack or are you real?” the beast said. It was sitting on the edge of Job’s bed, its head low, its claws biting deep on the side of the mattress. I was not aware. It was a Tuesday and I had been drinking. Regina and Bekah had gone home to sit by their…