Joanna Lynne
Bio
Growing up on the west coast of Canada, I have developed a taste for adventure. The fiction I write is inspired by my own experiences and places that have encouraged my growth creatively.
Stories (18/0)
A First Kiss
I can't believe what I'm seeing. No more than twenty minutes after my first kiss, and I'm already second best again. It was almost like a dream, the dock, the lights from the cabins only competing with the stars and their reflection on the lake. It was the kind of soft summer night that you dream about in the dead of winter, the kind that makes life move as slow and sweet as syrup, until you realize it's over.
By Joanna Lynne2 years ago in Fiction
Green Light Means Forward
MMy dear Emily, I can’t imagine what you’ve been thinking. What I have put you through, these past months, I can imagine my running off was not well received or possibly, not received at all. I need you to understand that I love you. Recently, I feel as though I may not have made that as clear as I should have. Know that, if nothing else, it does not matter who I am to anybody or what anyone thinks of me (it has taken me many years to finally build the courage to understand this) so long as you can understand that what I am does not in any way change how I feel about you or your grandmother or your father. It must be a shock, not least to you who has known little if anything of what the events from that night must have made you realize.
By Joanna Lynne3 years ago in Fiction