http://slow.writerscafe.org/jesslbettini The original writings of author J. B. Tweed en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776078186 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 some fun and some tears http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/309724/ in which the history of civilization begins http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/309719/ flashbacks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/309715/ In which we meet Nancy and get a feel for the plot... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/309712/ for those situations when you have to use your own experiences and mistakes to prevent another's heartbreak and ruin... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/254272/ enough said... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250195/ a stream of conciousness scribbled on a napkin at the biltmore estate winery http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250190/ because i didn't want to forget... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250186/ nancy's first journal entry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250176/ an experiment in science fiction... sort-of a disaster story? also about dealing with lost loved ones and coping with trauma? obviously a work in progress. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250172/ written for my writer's workshop class... an experiment in the shakespearean sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250165/ on breathless moments when words are completely unnecessary and utterly impossible. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250157/ written for a professor when i graduated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250131/ written ballad-style, this was inspired by the experiences of some of the women i met while volunteering for a domestic violence organization in high school... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250128/ ever wake up from a dream so vivid you could feel it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/250116/ on forbidden temptation... the kind you know you should resist and for some reason you don't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/249234/ written on the kitchen floor the night my husband left... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/249232/ an attempt to capture the restless, exciting, breathless intoxication of lovers... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesslbettini/249230/