“Hey? How are you doing? Okay?” I look up. She’s waiting there, Savannah, a worried look still on her face. Her teeth catch the corner of her lips for a moment, drawing my focus there. It’s disconcerting. I hate that I worried her. I also should not be staring at her lips. “Yeah. I’m doing… fine,” I lie. And not well. I have no idea…
A Work in Progress! Sapphic age-gap, fake-GF romance. Ch’s 1 & 2
Where to begin, then? We haven’t settled that yet, have we? Since I don’t have a clear path I can lay down for you, why don’t we just ditch all the “Once upon a time” stuff and jump in? I think so too. Let’s do this… I wanna take you back in time: six months—I think to the day. Well, close enough. My memories are…
“The Life and (Hard) Times of Shiloh Mars”…
A little joke pretending to be a short, short story…
How do you like your stories to begin? Once upon a time… ? A dark and stormy night? Do I stand up here and say: “Hi. My name is Jaelyn Alexander. Call me Jae, cuz everyone does. I’m 28 years old and my favorite color is purple, but not lilac. I don’t do pastels. I find pastel colors unambitious. They’re too fucking lazy to be bold and…
The Introduction to my WIP that doesn’t even have a title yet! !WIP is a little joke; it means “Work not in Progress”! 😉
… Or what I think about at 5 o’clock in the Morning