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Jason Erik Lundberg - Writing Publishing Podcasting. In May 2005, I received a Master of Arts degree in English (with a concentration in creative writing) from North Carolina State University. I have subsequently taught English composition, English literature, creative writing, and other courses at the NCSU Young Writers' Workshop. Wake Technical Community College. Saint Augustine's College. Business and Technical Writing. View my full Curriculum Vitae. In Michigan and the Strange Horizons Workshop.
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: July 2011
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Monday, July 11, 2011. Book Review: "The Seven Daughters of Eve" by Bryan Sykes. The Seven Daughters of Eve: The Science That Reveals Our Genetic Ancestry. My rating: 5 of 5 stars. View all my reviews. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Acceptances: Someday, my prince will come. Follow this blog with bloglovin. Author and Literary Sites. LETHAL WEAPON 30th Anniversary.
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: Longing for Fall (a poem)
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Monday, July 22, 2013. Longing for Fall (a poem). The heat lays on my skin. I long for Fall. Truly, before the Fall arrives. The air will cool. The leaves will change. And the garden will ripen. The birds will fly South. Heedless of the Equinox. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Acceptances: Someday, my prince will come. Follow this blog with bloglovin.
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: May 2013
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Friday, May 3, 2013. Ramblings, after a long absence. I have found that getting adequate exercise helps my brain's creative side flourish a little more. There's something about running with music pounding in my ears that brings it about. I've been also using the Zombies,Run! Stopping all the time. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Acceptances: Someday, my prince will come.
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: July 2012
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Friday, July 27, 2012. Cue movie announcer voice). In a world, where a Prince is the Antichrist.where men are men and women are women.where chickens rise up against their oppressors and text messaging has all but destroyed the English language.Can one small girl beat the odds and win her local spelling bee? Labels: Snippets of Nonsense. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: September 2011
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Monday, September 26, 2011. I find this terribly funny. I may be alone in that. But really, if you have kids, you should take advantage of their toys when you can. I think the Ancestors enjoyed their "snack" before 3 of them got packed into boxes to be sent to their owners. Friday, September 23, 2011. I don't just write. I am multi-talented. And modest. Consciousnes...
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: I Left My Heart at the Lake
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Friday, May 27, 2016. I Left My Heart at the Lake. His pale gray eyes sparkled. Contrasting warm and tanned skin. My pale skin glowed in the sun. Contrasting dark flowing hair. We arranged a rendezvous after dark. Inexperienced hands groping in the shadows. He said that he loved me. I gave him my heart. He slipped and he fell. One hand reaching out for me. I Left My...
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: August 2011
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Wednesday, August 31, 2011. I submitted my short story "Hair" to The Molotov Cocktail. We'll see when I hear back from it, but even if it's rejected it means I'm making progress, and there are always other magazines. And, of course, thank you to those of you who gave me feedback on it! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Acceptances: Someday, my prince will come.
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: December 2013
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Monday, December 30, 2013. Author's Note: Christmas for Georgina. Follow my blog with Bloglovin. I was listening to Bigg Anklevitch and Rish Outfield's Dunesteef Audiofiction Magazine. As the door chime rang out, the clerk looked up from the paper he’d been reading. A smile softened his face as he saw the child enter. Georgina scurried down the corridor to the restr...
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome: May 2016
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Tena's Jar Of Awesome. The writings, ramblings and musings of a wanna-be fiction writer, on my journey to become a published fiction writer. Friday, May 27, 2016. I Left My Heart at the Lake. His pale gray eyes sparkled. Contrasting warm and tanned skin. My pale skin glowed in the sun. Contrasting dark flowing hair. We arranged a rendezvous after dark. Inexperienced hands groping in the shadows. He said that he loved me. I gave him my heart. He slipped and he fell. One hand reaching out for me. I Left My...
