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About me - Jennifer M Scott

Hello, I am stay-at-home mom and writer. I have been writing for many years now. I am in my late 20's.
I went to PSU but did not graduate. Over the years I have had many jobs in the retail sector and manufacturing.
My interests are the outdoors, reading, music,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My one and only love: 136 of 212
MAGICK Beautiful You are With your eyes closed And a gold aura Surrounding you, Like a forgotten angel. I am The solitary skier Swishing down an Elongating slope of Grass. The touch remains from Last night. The taste from the first night Remembered. Falling into your arms From a dream, Once forgotten. Ahead the sky is blue. ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Haunted houses: 18 of 26
WHISPERY HAUNT Whipping winter winds whirl around the whispery home in the shadows. Someone's secrets are stored here. Somewhere in the walls and floors. Never has nobody neared here in the never-ending nights, afraid of the tales heard. Yet, alluring to the all-night ghost chasers. Who was here? Whose footsteps are those ti... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Empowerment: 32 of 46
UNSOLICITED RENDEZVOUS I know you watch me from across the table across the room waiting for that moment when our eyes meet and they do my heart does not flutter nor do I faint perhaps a short time ago I never thought I was worth a second glance now you watch me and I desire you not Where does this power come from? the power... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Passion: 299 of 427
FOREVER SPRING Snow falls from the darkened, pink tinged firmament covering an already white, bleak world. The wind blows the snow, blanketing my sight with white. I hear your voice, calling my name. There- There you are. You have could have been anyone or be with anyone and yet- yet, you are here with me. you are electricit... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The moon: 124 of 174
TO TASTE THE MOON I want to taste the moon but it looks like someone already did with a delicate bite taken out. I wonder what it would taste like if I could taste the moon. Maybe heavenly honeydew or luscious lemon pie, perhaps a cool mint candy. I lie here on the growing grass and taste the moon in my dreams as I watch the... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Murder: 143 of 194
THE RED RIVER DAM KILLER Awakening in the park, cold from dew, Lorelai wondered how she got there. She rose to her feet and smoothed out her clothes. Her throat ached as she gulped. The rumbling of the Red River Dam engulfed her senses. Must've been some party, she pondered. Lorelai knew she met a man. She always followed th... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Traveling in the jungle: 12 of 16
JUNGLE ADVENTURE Fred knew his wife felt down about turning 40 she he thought it would be a great surprise to take her on a jungle adventure in the Belize rainforest. He chose Chaa Creek because it was on the bank of the Macal River and at the foothills of the Maya Mountains. He knew that she would love it and he was right. ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-reflection: 375 of 485
CATHARSIS Cool spring rain suddenly falls hard. mmm the sound of rain pelting the world around me. The needy Earth greedily feeds on a gift from Gaea. It's washing the dirt and dust away, sending it down to the ground. Yet, this cleansing is bypassing me. My mind is eating away at my soul, bit by crucial bit leaving nothing,... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Vampires: 116 of 141
EXPEDITION TO MAYNAR The sun fell slowly into the horizon. A color of deep crimson dominated the sky. Tazmin decided to continue only a little further to Donekette. She and Ravel were leading a group of settlers to Maynar, a new claim of the king. Donekette was over the hill. "Tazmin, look at the sky," Ravel remarked. "Aye. ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Animal humor: 58 of 68
BUZZY AND CLEMS ADVENTURE Clem flew to Buzzy's place in an abandoned barn. His pal slept as he came in. "Buzzy, wake up," Clem said jabbing the haggard buzzard with his wing. "What is it, Clem. Doncha see its nap time?" "Stop bein such a geezer. I heard of a place to get some a-one chow. Let's go," Clem babbled. "Aw man, I'm... More..