Alex Jennett
Bio
Just starting to publish my works. Enjoy listening to music and writing poetry. I am surprised that since I started writing, within 2 years, with Vocal I have created 78 stories. Music and the written word, help me ease my high anxiety.
Stories (79/0)
Flummox
Eye candy was something that he adored. He could stare at it all day. It reminded him of high school, where he just happened to be a dork. But there was a shift change in his personality, that would leave him adored by all. It took only a small amount of courage on his part to turn the tides.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
House on the Hill
There was this house on a hill that was very evil. It reeked of it. The rubble could call itself names. It would probably call itself Paul, I would think. It was also a very sad house. Crawling with dog tags and mystical letters. Painted red and swallowed whole in romance. The romance of the mystical kind. It baited many a weary traveler. Drowned them in its own sadness. This is very disturbing, but it was there just the same.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Dependency
Denizen: an inhabitant or occupant of a particular place. Rummaging through the wastebasket for something to smoke on. He had to bum just to get that high. It wasn't his high point of the day, what a pun. That rhymes with bum. Not getting much writing done with all of these distractions. But thats all good. I got a completed check today 200 food stamps. That will burn through the end of the day if not tomorrow. But it is something that can be afforded. A pile full of groceries.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Court
Adjudicate: pronounce or declare judicially. The judge was not lenient. She did not like the accused or what he did. She did not like anyone for that matter. But it seemed to work out for her anyways. In a court of law she was the top dog. They left the grill open again. Lazy baseturds. It wouldn't help anyone with it being in the weather. But i digress. And it follows the symptoms along with it.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Clouds
Jason loved watching the clouds he could spend hours doing it all day. He could name all the different kinds as well. Turning them into shapes that were not really there. Or were they? In his mind they were always there. Pitted against the dark background. And turned into something that he could see forever. They floated on there own currents up there in the sky and sometimes they were mean. As in a terrifying thunderstorms. Bouncing around each other. And meaningful complications that they possessed.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Shower
We all take showers, at least most of us do. Depending on how dirty we get. And it makes us feel better when we do. Clean body clean mind or something someone once said. It inspires us to work better in the mean time. It also fixes us for a little while until we get dirty again. The water cascading down our bodies. Some of us listen to music and sing in the shower to wash off the stress of the day. It helps balance us for awhile.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Leaves
In our youth we used to enjoy playing with leaves. When did that stop? Adults don't do that anymore. The pass it on as mere child-play. But why cant' we continue that tradition, it is so much fun. I suppose it is because as adults we don't have the time or the intuition anymore. It's a crying shame that we can't invision play-time anymore. They should put up adult centers were all is play-time and nothin else.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Creature of Comfort
The carnival was in town today. Filled with a myriad of images. The gargoyle you see here was one of them. Toting its pistols. The vehicles of change were coming. Fairies were coming out to roost in the epidomized censorship that we call home. They show that some of us can remember the parade with its flags and such. I'm having a hard time concentrating today. But thats part of the writing process. Pretty healthy body pretty healthy mind maybe.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
The End
Warren wasn't sure if he liked this situation. It was the end of his revolution. Burning and phosphorus in the background. All he could to keep from floating around by the miasma of syphers. He could skinny-dip through but that didn't seem to fit his style. Maybe years later he would report this to the 5-0. They didn't seem to care sometimes. Other times were not so lenient. Look at all those leaves floating around. All these people were getting into his bubble, but it didn't seem to bother him anymore, not like it did before.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Multiple Personalities
Tracie was so excited when she opened the box. It was something that she always wanted. Although she did not know what it was yet. She was soon to find out. It looked like it might be something valuable. Or it might be trash. Let us find out together. It should be lot's of fun. Or maybe not. Who knows.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Casino
Paul walked into the casino and he knew he shouldn't have, not now, not in this time of his life. It would be bad news for him and his relatives. And they would have something to say about it. Rest his soul. It gave him a headache just thinking about what would spew out of their mouths. He didn't know if it would be good or bad. With his family it would probably be bad. They always had something nice to say. Especially behind his back. Which wasn't very nice.
By Alex Jennett2 years ago in Fiction
Music and coffee and tobacco
Billy was a smoker and he enjoyed his music as well as coffee. The mixture went well together. Everyone told him to slow down with his intake, but he wasn't listening. Masochism was something that was in his blood. It wasn't for everybody but it was for him.
By Alex Jennett3 years ago in Fiction