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Smashwords – Authors Give Back Sale

Hola amigos,

Smashwords is currently holding the Author’s Give Back Sale, in which customers can purchase ebooks at reduced prices, with some books also free, for a limited time.

Digital copies of my two most recent poetry collections, Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back and Deus Ex Machina are both available in the sale, for free, and the sale runs until April 20th 2020.

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Download Ol’ Brown Eyes Is Back For Free

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Download Deus Ex Machina For Free

Besos,

J x

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Sincerely, Jennifer x – S04E27 – Here Come The Working Class Girls!

On today’s episode, Jennifer shares some new poems, and talks about writing challenges, Jeffree Star’s pandemic PR stunt, movie marathons with someone special, doing her nails with Morrissey, and her many adventures at the park.

Jennifer also updates you on the recent events in British politics, including the #AskRishi kerfuffle, Ruth Davidson’s twitter mishaps, digital cabinet meetings and the exciting first episode in a new season of… The Labour Party.

You can find the new episode on your favourite podcast provider here, and you can find the episode guide for Sincerely, Jennifer x here.

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Besos,

J x



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Lockdown: Day Number… Honestly, I Don’t Know

The world is ending,

probably.

I’m not a doctor,

or the prime minister,

so I can’t be sure,

but everything feels unapologetically apocalyptic,

so I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to think.

I think I’m supposed to panic,

but I’m actually relieved,

laying in the dark,

remembering little moments of life,

my heart,

still in the lonely sea,

waiting for me to return.

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Maybe I will.

Wading home to the waves,

the moon shining on the steps,

as they watch me,

in silent but resigned horror.

If it’s over,

really over,

then lockdown be damned,

let me go home.

I want to go home,

to the only place where I felt whole,

the only place where the emptiness was ignorable,

the only place where I felt free.

If I close my eyes,

the tears on my cheeks,

feel like home,

and I am so blissfully alone,

tonight,

waiting for the end of the world,

so I can shrug off the guilt,

at how little I wanted to be here in the first place.

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Happiness, And Other Made Up Fairy Tales

I thought,

for a change,

I might try to be happy.

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I read once,

that you can have the life you dream of,

if you believe enough,

but I’ve swallowed so much snake oil,

that I’m not sure there is room for more,

so my belief system is just a blanket of bad ideas,

patched up by occasional optimism.

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I read once,

that reality is just a state of mind,

but my mind always seems a right state,

so I couldn’t quite appreciate it,

and that just joined the patchwork hell,

another horse on my mind’s merry go round,

spinning and singing old songs,

with everything else up there,

while I try and figure out what’s going on out here.

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I read once,

that if you smile enough,

you start to believe it.

I read once,

that if you say things enough,

you start to believe it.

I read once,

that if you repeat YOUR truth enough,

you start to believe it.

I read once,

that if you put your reality into the world enough,

you start to live it.

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I am happy.

I am smiling.

I know why I’m here.

I know where I’m going.

I don’t feel empty.

I am not lonely.

I am not lying.

I AM SO HAPPY.

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I thought,

for a change,

I might try to be happy,

but some girls just aren’t made for that.