HOW TO USE THIS BLOG...

I have posted some of the stories and the beginning of two novels I am working on below. All stories are listed in the Blog Archive at the left as well. If you have any questions or comments, feel free to click the "comment" link below each story. I am seeking feedback so that I can improve my writing. Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoy what I've written!

You can also contact me at picklzzz@hotmail.com if you would like to make comments privately.


~ J. Elyse

I won 3 contests!!!

Hi Readers,

Not to toot my own horn (ok, I guess I am), but I just won my third short-story contest! It's on a forum I frequent, and the wins have given me the courage to enter some stories for publication in a few magazines! I just submitted my first story (not published here - I'm not sure what the rules are but don't want to have any trouble) to Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. I also am submitting a story to Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine, and I have a few others in the works. We'll see. I'll update once I know anything (should be a few months).

The one I submitted for Ellery Queen is called "The Imagination Game", and it revolves around a man trapped on a commuter train by a woman from his past. As she drags him on a trip down memory lane, the perfect life he has worked so hard to construct slowly unravels around him.

The other one I wrote for Alfred Hitchcock is called "Don't Save the Children", and it involves a woman who is stuck in a huge traffic jam on New Year's Eve when she gets a call from her daughter. The daughter is babysitting for a new family, and after the power goes out, the daughter notices someone has entered the house carrying a large knife. The woman panics as she tries to convince her daughter to leave the house, but the daughter is insistent that she must save the children.

Thanks for reading! I'll keep posting new stories as soon as I write them!

J Elyse

Back to the Flashback Again

This is a story I wrote in a few hours for a contest with the theme "Flashback". My boyfriend spontaneously came up with the great idea (thanks, Bob!), and it just poured out of me. I had another idea, which I'll develop later, but I liked his idea better. :)

Back to the Flashback Again

     If only he could have kept it in his pants. He had really tried, damn he tried, but Lewiston Maverick’s daughter was just too fine to ignore. Kent had worked for Maverick’s law firm as a paralegal for three agonizing years. He liked the work, sure, but having Sierra taunt him with that gorgeous body of hers every chance she got, well, shit, it really wasn’t his fault.

     He finally gave in, a few times in a row actually, after she lured him up to the rooftop at the company Christmas party and stripped down to nothing right there in two feet of snow. Got down on her knees, buck naked mind you, unzipped his pants with her teeth, and when he tried to back away and almost fell off the roof (he was a bit blitzed at the time), she held him down and mounted him while he partly dangled from the twelfth floor. Hell, what man could resist that?

The True Story of Pete and Repeat

The True Story of Pete and Repeat

Sunday, April 17, 2011 – 11:12 am

     Pete leaned far over the guardrail at the apex of Hightower Bridge. The carriage bolts that held the railing in place bent slightly in protest. Repeat held his breath, shutting his eyes as his nerves tingled with shameful anticipation.

     What a sissy I am, he thought. I can’t even watch after all the effort I’ve put into this? His eyes remained closed as he waited on his bench. Every muscle in his body throbbed from last night’s harrowing activities.

     “What the hell is that?” Pete asked. His voice seethed with anger. “Get over here and look at this!”