Jennifer de Guzman is a writer and comics publishing professional living in the San Francisco Bay Area. She writes stories about sad girls, seawater, bottomless wells, airborne plagues, and horses. You can find links to some of them them in the Selected Works section or read them at her Scribd page.

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Chi Roca has a dead girl’s voice in her head. Nearly ten years ago, her older sister Aria drowned, leaving their family shattered — and Chi has been keeping the secret of Aria’s continued presence in her mind ever since.

But Aria had secrets of her own, and as Chi has gotten older she has begun to ask questions. When Aria’s presence disappears on Chi’s sixteenth birthday, Chi decides to try to find the answers, placing herself in the same danger that led to her sister’s death.

Half a Person is a story of grief and the connections it both breaks and forges.

What Are Possible Impossiblities?

“The Poet ought rather to chuse Impossibilities, provided they have Resemblance to the Truth, than the Possible, which are Incredible with all their Possibility.”
- Henry Fielding, quoting Aristotle in The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling


Brian and I forgot it was our anniversary when we woke up this morning. Life sort of got in the way of remembering. We’d been out the night before at a San Jose Giants game. (They’re a Giants minor league team, and their stadium has the best churros in the world.) I woke up first, fed the baby, then put him in the bed between us and we lay playing with him for a while, until Brian had to get up to go to work. Then I had to get dressed for a morning doctor’s appointment. We talked, kissed the baby, kissed goodbye, and it wasn’t until I got to his work today to have lunch with him that I remembered to say “Happy Anniversary” to him.

But it doesn’t really matter, to either of us. I love that we began our anniversary in a quiet way, with our little family together, snuggling with our little one. Milestones have a way of zipping right by while you’re busy living.

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2 comments to Anniversary

  • Well Jennifer, you probably do not remember me, I am Neddy, you visited our log cabin when you were about 8 months old, your mom and Dad and the other kids came to visit us in Oregon.
    I had to comment on your post this morning. Yesterday was our anniversary and we both forgot it going about our day just enjoying each other, suddenly I told my hubby that I thought we had an anniversary this week, we both looked at each other with a glazed look and realized that this was the day, we both laughed and hugged and were in agreement that every day is an anniversary….”SMILE”

    • Thank you for your comment, Nedra! I don’t remember you from when I was eight months old, but I do remember you! My mother often talks about you.

      We’re so lucky to share our lives with men who makes every day special! Happy anniversary!

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