Jesse Teller

Category: Writing

  • The Courtesan

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    At the workshop in 2008, they broke us into writing groups for peer critique. I had a few talented people in my group, then I had The Courtesan. Have you ever met someone in your craft, be it accountant, writer, pizza slinger or teacher, who was just so far ahead of you that they pissed…

  • The Crystal Pistol

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    “You’re here for the workshop, right?” Prince said. She was a cute mom of a woman and she looked up at him and smiled. “I am.” “Then tell me about your book.” Her face lit up. “Well, I am really nervous. The agent has been ripping everyone apart.” “He is pretty brutal but that is…

  • The Roller Derby Queen

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    The workshop in 2008 was looming. I had fear in my gut and no idea what I was going to do. A New York agent had 50 pages of my book. A legitimate editor had fifteen, five other editors and creatives had five pages, and I had a constant panic attack moving through my system…

  • The Wasting Away

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    For years I have been coming here to bleed. I have been sharing with you the wild and horrifying stories of my life and I have been honest, brutally so, about my abuse and my issues. I have been showing it all and not holding anything back. So today I will do the same as…

  • Lost Confessions: Art

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    I read Artist’s blog last night and it really hit home to me. It was written in response to “Purpose” a blog written by Guardian many moons ago. I read it a few times and then it started to become familiar to me. As if I had read it before. I checked with Informer and…

  • No Way Forward

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    I’m very good with deadlines. They are never a problem for me. I see a job from far out and I get started on it weeks ahead of time. Usually the post you are reading now would have been done a week ago at least. Maybe even longer. This time though, it is late on…

  • The Guardian of the Path

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    In the afterlife of the mountain, or the Death Dream, if you are the Blood of the Lion and you so choose, you can find a hidden path. That path will take you to a city locked away by the shamans, a place of banishment, a place forbidden. The City of the Elephants is here.…

  • Nemesis

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    Eliot Ness and Al Capone. Seinfeld and Newman. Harvard and Yale. Achilles and Hector. Enemies is the wrong word for the phenomenon. It is not an enemy. It is a nemesis. There is a difference. Nemeses could have at one point been friends. They have similar qualities. The things that make one great reside in…

  • A Ray of Hope

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    Not much can give you hope when you are just out of high school with no prospects. My family didn’t value education. I came from a family where I was the first in my line to graduate high school. My senior year caught me flat footed. By the time I looked up, it was too…

  • A Promise to the End

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    Song—My Rottweiler is named Sadie. She is the happiest dog I have ever met and she fills me with joy every day. Writing a book for me takes a very distinct path every time. First is the planning. This is kind of cumbersome. It promises a surge of creativity and a pushing of the borders.…