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I have 382 stories published in 22 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 731230 times and 179 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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Jennifer Pickup

Jennifer Pickup is a secondary school English teacher turned primary school teacher turned Nursery Manager and Special Educational Needs Co-ordinator with a love of telling stories and weaving rhymes. She lives in Wiltshire with her Chihuahua-cross rescue dog and when she isn't working she can be found dog-walking, horse-riding her beloved dressage horse, dressage judging, or glued to her laptop, writing. A lot of her work can be found on www.abctales.com - this writing community offered her valuable feedback and support over the years and was instrumental in getting her fist novel published through Unbound. Unbelievable is her first novel - http://unbound.co.uk/books/unbelievable - http://www.amazon.co.uk/Unbelievable-Jennifer-Pickup/dp/1908717068.

http://unbound.co.uk/books/unbelievable

My stories

Within This Skin

By jennifer on Thu, 09 Oct 2008

Within This Skin (9th October 2008) Every sinew bound; bird caught in fishing line; inside each cell, I’m drowned; the lost can’t find a way out. Just water, light and air;
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 15

Pinhole Photographer (for Justin)

By jennifer on Mon, 22 Sep 2008

Pinhole Photographer (22nd September 2008, 3.51pm) Slow light across a lazy sky; I sit and wait; Time’s a fly biting at my skin; impatient I ain’t; I’m the original fisherman,
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Snails on the Floor of Heaven

By jennifer on Mon, 22 Sep 2008

Snails on the Floor of Heaven (22nd September 2008, 2.41pm) We stood under the almond trees, waving long canes like medieval jousters, bashing at the branches until they surrendered
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

Ragwort

By jennifer on Mon, 22 Sep 2008

Ragwort (22nd September, 2008, 10.30am) Rip heart from roots like Ragwort picking, gloves slipping; green juice staining; grip becoming painful; weed sliding through; strength draining;
Love
Poem
Certificate U

Spewing. Vice. Itches.

By jennifer on Thu, 18 Sep 2008

Spewing. Vice. Itches. (18th September, 2008, 12.00pm) I was shopping windows and reflections as the street heaved, belly up, cracking the pavements with colour, spewing faces at me;
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 15

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