I am a girl who imagines things. Fantasy worlds, terrible scenarios, what I might do if I’m in a bank and it gets robbed (which would be crazy because I have only been in a bank once in the last six years) and yes what it would be like to be at a book launch… Continue reading Book Launch
I thought it might be interesting to talk a little about the ideas and questions I had while writing Tea, Lycanthropy and Other Virtues. As is true in any story I’ve ever written, I used the drafting stage as a time to explore things I was wrestling with in my own life. Unlike my other… Continue reading The Plot Behind the Plot
As we draw closer to my publication date, I find myself getting both excited and nervous. I had a crisis of faith and some of that old imposter syndrome. Some friends got really excited on social media but thought I was being published in the traditional way. Which, of course, is still my big dream… Continue reading Cover Reveal
LYCATHROPY
noun
The supposed magical transformation of a person into a wolf.
2023 is a new year, I’m excited to be sharing some news!
Last year right around my bday I took a second job. I had just turned 40 and honestly it felt like a defeat. It meant I still wasn’t published, wasn’t any closer to achieving my dreams despite the thousands of words, hundreds of hours, and dogged pursuit of becoming a better writer. It’s a nice… Continue reading Ash Wednesday
It’s time for the annual New Years Post. I might not write much on this ol’ blog but I like taking a moment to reflect on last year and speak a word or two over this new year. 2021 was a year of loss for me. I know I’m not the only one. I lost… Continue reading 2022
I am about to step into the next decade of my life and it’s feeling so much messier than I’d hoped it would. Turning thirty was easy. I felt like an adult, and was finally taking charge of my hopes and dreams. Forty feels like failure. I know it’s not. I could absolutely make a… Continue reading Facing Down the Next Decade.
Years ago when Grammy was first worried about Alzheimers she told me that even if her mind forgot me her heart never would. I can still see her standing in her kitchen tapping her chest, both of us getting choked up. The doctors cleared her then but I never forgot that conversation. It was a… Continue reading To My Grammy.
I wait in line at the post office while my grandma lays in a bed 2,000 miles away waiting to die. Even if I was there I wouldn’t be let in. Not with COVID crawling all over the place. At the post office we stand six feet apart. Masked, avoiding each other’s gaze as if… Continue reading Waiting
Jessie Heninger, Author 