Author: Allie Lynn

The Writings of Iris Gray To: Mortimer Anhingas, 1157 Gandalbrook Lane, Tennyson, Colorado From: Iris Gray, North Anchorage, Alaska December 18th Dear Mor, By the time you get this letter, it might already be after Christmas. In that case, you might already know the surprise. I cannot disclose much, but I am sending you something READ MORE

The Journal of Mortimer Anhingas December 12th The cure is finished. Phineas still won’t take it. He’s being such a stubborn prick about it and I don’t know how to change his mind. So… maybe I have to force him. I can’t lose my brother. I can’t. … He can forgive me later. ~Mortimer The READ MORE

The Journal of Mortimer Anhingas November 17th Iris hasn’t been the same since we visited Ollie. Then again, neither have I. The day after, she threw herself even deeper into her research for a management treatment. She’s convinced that a cure isn’t the real answer– treatment is. Even though the school has started to get READ MORE

The Journals of Mortimer Anhingas November 1st Once the leaves are gone, fall tends to blend into itself. Suddenly, the world is just gray, and every student is simply shuffling through the rain as fast as they can to get to their next class. Waiting for Christmas. I have… mixed feelings about Christmas this year. READ MORE

The Journal of Mortimer Anhingas October 22nd My apologies for not being more consistent. Life has been… interesting. It is very strange, what love can do to you. One day, all you can focus on is the dimness of life. The grayness of the trees once they lose color. How long it will be until READ MORE

The Mental Observations of Mortimer Anhingas December 7th When the song said, “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas”, I don’t think the writer meant one like at my house. The large building almost looks cruel with the layers of ice coating the roof and gutters, jagged icicles from the eaves shaped like fangs. For being READ MORE