by Jennifer L Oliver | Sep 3, 2011 | Other Writings
The alarm clock sat haphazardly on the edge of the nightstand. Its red digits glared mockingly at Cara. Another night seeped slowly into morning and she hadn’t slept. Hadn’t even tried. When she closed her eyes the nightmares came. It wasn’t enough that she could...
by Jennifer L Oliver | Aug 15, 2011 | Other Writings
The sky was just starting to lighten when Steve pounded on his best friend’s door. Not hearing any movement, he pounded again and again until he could hear Mark‘s muffled curses coming from within. A few second later the door swung open and Steve pushed past his...
by Jennifer L Oliver | Aug 11, 2011 | Other Writings
It really was the little things that mattered, Steve mused. In his line of work, the little things could mean life or death. For instance, not having the right kind of coffee. It had to be strong, caffeinated and it had to taste good. If it sucked he wasn’t going to...
by Jennifer L Oliver | Aug 7, 2011 | Other Writings
“You listen to me, Megs. Don’t go gettin’ all wrapped up with no man. They ain’t worth it. Men are only good for one thing, and half of ‘em ain’t even good for that!” The words of her alcoholic mother rang true for Meghan Dowry. After witnessing several of her...
by Jennifer L Oliver | May 20, 2011 | Other Writings
There’s always a choice. Haedyn’s rare features give her the ability to slip in and out of the human world at will. Humans believe she has a genetic disorder and keep their distance, as is their nature towards things of which they have a limited...
by Jennifer L Oliver | May 14, 2011 | Other Writings
I’m tired of walking along the edge. I want to jump in and see if it’s warm and comforting or if it’s cold and suffocating; if I’ll swim or if I’ll drown. I’m tired of walking along the edge. Only seeing a glass surface, not knowing...