Jennifer McMahon
Jennifer McMahon
Jennifer McMahonis a novelist who formerly resided in Barre, Vermont and now lives in Montpelier, Vermont. She has a civil union with her partner Drea, and one child, daughter Zella. She is a graduate of Goddard College, and studied poetry at Vermont College...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
CountryUnited States of America
magic what-if special
What if things happened to you—special, magic things—because you’d been preparing for them?
hero flaws great-hero
All great heroes have a flaw. It's one of the things that makes them heroes.
baby kings crazy
The world was full of dangers now that she was pregnant: mercury in tuna, hot tubs, beer, secondhand smoke, over-the-counter medicine. Not to mention crazy baby-abducting fairy kings.
missing pieces clicks
...they were exactly what the other needed; the missing piece that made everything else magically click into place.
worry no-point be-you
Ain't no point worrying about what's been or what's gonna be. You just gotta do your best right now. And trust everyone else is doing the same.
stories storytelling inviting
Storytelling wasn't about making things up. It was more like inviting the stories to come through her, let themselves be told.
baby lying skeletons
I've lived here ... my whole life. It's where I lost all my baby teeth. Where tiny hamster, gerbil, and bird skeletons lie in rotted-out cardboard coffins beneath the oak tree in our backyard. Also where, if some future archaeologist goes digging, they'll find the remains of a plush toy: a gray terrier named Toto I buried after the accident.
forgiveness needs sometimes
Sometimes what a person needs most is to be forgiven.
almost amazed anyone anytime force hard magical tap
Honestly, I feel pretty awed anytime I meet just about any writer. I get how hard it is to write and make a living from it, but there's also this almost magical force you need to tap into, and I'm amazed by anyone who can do it.
best bloody children haunted house love mary pants pretending rather reading running scare woods
In all honesty, I didn't love reading when I was a kid. I'd rather be running around in the woods or doing my best to scare the pants off all the children in the neighborhood by pretending my house was haunted or making them play Bloody Mary in the bathroom.
believe certain echoes persistent
I do believe in ghosts, or at least in some kind of persistent spiritual echoes of the past in certain places.
adult believed easy followed impossible lead meets raven sure toad trees
I believed then - in a deep, easy way that is impossible for me as an adult - that there was more to this world than meets the eye. Trees had spirits; the wind spoke. If you followed a toad or a raven deep into the heart of the forest, they were sure to lead you to something magical.
people
Some people say, 'Write what you know.' My thing is, 'Write what scares you.'