Jenna Sedi
Bio
What I lack in serotonin I more than make up for in self-deprecating humor.
Zoo designer who's eyeballs need a hobby unrelated to computer work... so she writes on her laptop.
Passionate about conservation and sustainability.
Stories (68/0)
Leftover's Diner
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Red neon reading "Leftover's Diner" glowed eerie as the light refracted through a clinging mist. And the telltale growling of tires crunching over gravel signaled Frieda Carson's semi-truck pulling up to the shack.
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Horror
The Witch of Wildfire
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. She lurked, transfixed, witnessing the flame flicker to life. It began tentative, a wavering toddler, unsure of itself. And then it blossomed larger than the waxy cylinder, larger than the iron base… larger than the weathered casement window she was watching.
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Fiction
Vertumnus' Girl
The summer after seventh grade tasted like no other before it. Beginning with hints of determination, a following scent of regret. Notes of desire and bitterness, of longing. An aerated isolation. Alien. Difficult. The problem child. <------- Hey! That's me!
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Feast
Past the Point of No Return
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. The cryptic remark kept sifting through Karri’s thoughts as she abandoned the council. Concluding a long and dire meeting, the elder scribe had turned to her - as she often did - and shared yet another small, indiscernible piece of a puzzling narrative that surrounded the Valley’s origins.
By Jenna Sedi2 years ago in Earth