J. T. Brown

Current Work

Nineteen year old Aster is seeing a heraldic symbol everywhere. Like seriously everywhere. On billboards, in soap bubbles, in restaurant logos. She wants to know what it means. Emery's life hasn't turned out the way he expected, so when he moves into his dead mother's house in the middle of nowhere, the fact that he hears voices, boring voices, doesn't alarm him. And Margery, a divorcee who's now married to her work, she doesn't know what to think, except that very odd things are happening. The three of them might have a destiny, or maybe it's all a trick of the light. Not if Merlin has anything to say about it.

Hi, my name is Jade. But this story isn't about me, I'm nobody really, but I'm trying to help someone who is somebody. Ugh I sound dumb. Let me start over.

Something really bad happened to Jesse and I want to save him. Because yeah, I'll admit it, I'm head over heels for the guy. But it was my crazy bimbo robotics scientist  aunt Candi who started it all, and so I feel personally responsible. And if anyone gets their hands on Jesse... well lets just say it won't go well for him. Or probably me. But maybe by reading this you'll understand why I have to save him, why he deserves to live. Maybe you can help too.

I had never tried writing non-fiction until recently, but I've always had this idea to write about all of my failed romantic escapades from the time I was a young teenager. Some of those relationships have stuck with me and I find I finally have the voice to talk about them. I've begun this project as a collection of letters to my exes, and I hope to have a book out of it by the time I get through them all. I hope that my catharsis in writing can act as a guide for how-not-to date by my readers.