Gunnar Anderson
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Author of The Diary of Sarah Jane and The Diary of Sarah Jane: Between the Lines. Has a bachelor's degree in English from Arizona State University and currently resides in Phoenix with his wife and daughter who inspire him daily.
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Ormr
There weren’t always dragons in the valley, that is until the skies spat out an egg that seemed made entirely of iron. It leaked clouds that gave an odor that made those who tried to seek it spew what was left of their stomachs. Elders believed it to be a gift from Odin himself and the tribe did what little they could to harvest the abundant metal for weapons and farming tools, though barely enough was collected for the smith to make a fishing net no larger than two hands of fish.
By Gunnar Anderson4 years ago in Fiction
Tennessee Fire
30 March, 2021 Hey Mom, I guess it’s been a while. Things haven’t been quite the same since you left. Dad’s been drinking again and you know how he gets, especially when he’s upset. Granted, that’s not to say I haven’t dabbled in the bottle of scotch he’s been hiding in his underwear drawer. Not the best hiding spot he could come up with, but creative enough to keep it hidden from you when you were still here. It made it easy to sneak sips from it when you were still around. And it made it easy around him too, especially when he would drink enough to not remember how much he drank let alone what bottle he drank from. It reminds me of when I was still in high school.
By Gunnar Anderson4 years ago in Confessions
