Jet Wiksten Writes
Writer. Author. Thinker. Storyteller.
What Wiksten Writes
A variety of poetry, story excerpts, and other pieces I've written and want to share will be found here. I've created this site for readers to enjoy, contemplate, and gain insight from pieces that are a bit too lengthy for social media posts. All of these works are my own original pieces and none may be reproduced, sold, or shared without permission.
Three Suspicious Sisters
Pitching for Publication (Excerpt)
Niyah tugged tighter on her galaxy-patterned suspenders. She clenched her teeth and squinted her sparkling brown eyes at Dewey's target.
"Remember to breathe," Niyah told herself quietly. Pacing her inhale, Niyah slid her hands up the smooth stretchy fabric of her suspenders. She noted the butterflies in her stomach, the shakiness of her breath, the tiny shred of hope that she had left. This was going to work. They were going to find him...or they'd possibly die painfully, enacting Dewey's plan.
"You're certain we need an explosion?" Niyah couldn't help herself from asking the question that always left Dewey smirking behind the neon pink lenses of her lab glasses... only the depth of her dimples told of Dewey's electrifying excitement.
"We don't need an explosion, Niyah." Dewey was still smirking. She was always happiest when just about to blow something up. "Tell her, Aliya." Dewey loved that phrase. Three simple words from Dewey would equate to an encyclopedic explanation from Aliya.
Three years earlier, the girls barely shared a word, but these days it was as though they shared a brain. The three suspicious sisters were finally working together, albeit on a painstaking journey. They were determined to follow the clues to find out the truth about their missing father.
"Writing is the geometry of the soul"