My name is Jennifer Harrison. I work as a software tester/spy during the day. In my spare time I enjoy writing stories, I mostly like writing children's stories but I do enjoy writing large checks to mortgage companies once a month too. Or so it would seem because I do it pretty often.
I'm the mother of Superman and Supergirl but you may call them Gwen & Chris. When not eating cereal off the ground or being chased by hyena's in the car we like watching Gilmore girls, having tea parties and coloring. That's when I'm not chasing Chris because he has some foreign object shoved in his mouth or he stole his sisters Barbie and is now proceeding to eat her hair.
I enjoy reading books and requirements documents for software. Sometimes I bring said documents home and read them to my children before bed. It's a great trick they usually sleep through the whole night.
I'm in the beginning stages of writing a new novel and it's coming along well. Hopefully everyone will be able to look forward to reading that within the next couple years.
My passion is ...
History. Decoding the past and all of it's mystery is a great way to get lost in a good story.
I know too much about ...
Diapers. After having 2 children, I think I'd like to forget all about them (the diapers that is)
My parents always told me ...
Do what you know you'll succeed at, and so I'm writing, because I have no idea where this will take me.
My childhood ambition ...
I wanted to be Indiana Jones, not just your regular run-of-the-mill Archaeologist, but someone who has a real knack for adventure.
Why I write ...
I write to share the fantastic stories that I conjure up during my daily commute, I only hope they amuse others as they amuse me.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Reading Tuck Everlasting, Harry Potter and Little Women, watching Gilmore Girls and Listening to anything new, be it Pop, Rock, Country, R&B, Classical or Jazz
My first job ...
Grounds/Maintenace at WaterWorld in Thornton, Colorado
Late Night Visitor Jenny pulled into the narrow dirt driveway. The chorus of “Are we there yet” had ceased a half-hour ago as the children, Jo and Will had fallen asleep in their booster seats. The move was hard on them all, but Jenny suspected it would be hardest on her daughter, Jo. Jo was only five years old, and although she didn’t get along with her father, she still had a special place for him in her heart. Will, on the other hand, had just turned three and hadn’t ever spent much time with David. Jenny stood, leaning on the car door, amazed t...
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Thornton, Colorado US
Member since: July 2007
Articles Written: 24
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