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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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Arts & Humanities > Writing Tips Advice for new writers: 76 of 88
First off, I am not an expert in writing but I do fancy myself as a writer. I love writing and believe it or not when I feel the story I wrote is complete, I love it.I may never know fully if someone else loves my work but I am satisfied. This where I like to start off: to be a writer you must love the language in which you ... More..
Business > Advertising Utilizing effective advertising and branding strategies: 7 of 8
ADVERTISING IN THE 21ST CENTURYThe digital age is upon us. More and more people have access to the world wide web either at home, school, libraries, internet cafes and even cell phones. It is common for people to immediately look for a web page for more information. If you are serious about advertising and reaching large amou... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short Stories: Seeking God: 24 of 27
DEAR GODJune 24, 1996Dear God,I don't know why I'm writing. I guess because the pastor said we should talk to God. Well I ain't too much of a talker. Never was. So I guess I'm writing because I got to get a few things off my chest. I know the pale rider will come knocking at my door soon enough.At least I'd get out of this go... More..
Society & Lifestyle > African-American Issues Should the Confederate flag be banned?: 9 of 10
The confederate flag should be banned on all public buildings. It would be ideal to ban them everywhere unfortunately persons who believe in the confederate flag exercise their right to free speech. To me, the confederate flag symbolizes a very dark period of American history, one that should never be forgotten but that very ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Experiencing nature: 208 of 230
CAMPFIREOrange flames dancethen dissipateashy snow falls.she breathes the October airof crisp leaves and of cool earth.Mesmerizing-pulling in and outHolding-the glance of wondering eyes,drifting hearts and minds.Dancing,she whispers your name.nights are longer and colder.winter peers through the cloudsbut she draws you in.Her... More..
Politics, News & Issues > Environmental Awareness Easy ways your family can "go green": 289 of 319
Many people wonder- what is living green? Very simply, the answer to that is living with the environment in mind. Of course you can purchase the energy star appliances and save on energy costs but some people do not have access to that kind of money to buy all new appliances. There are other ways you can live green.First thin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poems for children: 220 of 229
MONKIES ON SKATESIt is a beautiful dayIn the month of May.The monkies want to play,Their mamas say, "it's okay."They lace up their skatesAnd fill their pockets with dates.The little monkies skate straightTo a park for skates.The joyous monkies swirlAnd twirlIn the warm sunAnd boy is it fun.Someone brings a tape playerAnd some... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Gods: 28 of 28
ETERNAL GIRLI amthe eternal girlsinging in the sun and snow.Mother Earth,Sky FatherI love you madly.spring equinoxslicesthrough winter shadows.swimming through bloody floods,I never go with out you. More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Unicorns: 13 of 13
MY LITTLE JEWELThe northern sun caught the child's blonde hair and made her glow. She stood feeding Astaria, the matron unicorn on the farm, sugar cubes. Her parents raised unicorns and typically unicorns were aloof when it came to humans. Yet with Jewel, they adored her and when she came to the pen; the unicorns gathered aro... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflections on the death of a squirrel: 7 of 7
DEAD ANIMALSOn the black road-peacefulMothers and fathers mourn-sadfulOver a fallen blessing.The back of the one arched ina way that could never be.Eyes forever closed.Eyes that saw you and me,in the park,holding hands,watching time slow.The blood has drained.flies swarm abovegrasping at pieces of thatGreat American Dream.It'... More..