: About Me

Born and raised in New Jersey, JadaRae (not her real name) started writing in the fifth grade. It became her outlet when she got into trouble for a story that her teacher read.

Now residing in VA with her husband and daughter, JadaRae is a freelance writer and published novelist. She has recently moved into a new medium for her work called WoF (Web of Fiction).

When JadaRae is not writing, you can find her curled up with her daughter reading, homeschooling, or playing her daughter's favorite game... KerPlunk!

My passion is ...

being a mommy first, then writing... of course

My parents always told me ...

I could be whatever I wanted to be

My childhood ambition ...

To be wife, mommy, professor, and novelist. Three outta four ain't bad.

My favorite memory ...

Giving birth

Why I write ...

Cause I love it!

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I'm reading... "Don't Make A Black Woman Take off Her Earrings."

My first job ...

Library help... I put the books away

My best moment ...

Giving birth

My inspiration ...

My mother

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Death of a loved one

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I held onto his hand. He was holding on tight. He smiled at me. Pearly whites that would light up a room. "Remember Aruba?" He asked. Tears were forming in his hazel eyes. I smiled. How could I forget? "We had some good times there didn't we?" He asked. "Always did." I managed to say. I looked at our hands. Fingers were laced like always. But this time they were trembling. I couldn't tell if is was me, or him, or both of us. But it didn't matter. "Remember the snowstorm in the mountains?" He asked. This time, the tears were in my eyes. There was no use trying to blink them away now. "You t...

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