The Fictional Works of Jordan C. Larsen

“Are we ever going to get serious?” she asked abruptly. “Serious?” he asked. “Babe, what do you mean? We already share this sentence. That...

Billy walked to the back of the bus and sat down in an empty seat. He was excited for his first day at his new school, but he didn’t know wh...

Jeremy never liked having to confront people about complaints he received, but with so many anonymous submissions, he felt obligated to foll...

INT. OF AN APARTMENT. A man in his mid-twenties is primping in front of a mirror in a bathroom. He’s wearing artificially distressed jeans a...

Scene 1 INT. Kitchen A husband and wife are finishing up their dinner preparations. What they are making is unimportant. The wife (MOM...

“Morning, Marie.” “Morning, Dave.” “Bit of a cold morning, isn’t it?” “Well, it’s a bit early still, but yeah, it’s much colder than I...

Rose sat on the edge of her bed, her head buried in her hands. Her phone sat next to her, ringing.  Why is he calling, again?  she tho...