Writing Portfolio

Attribute: young adult



Louder Than Words: Marni

Content Type: Book Reviews, Feminist Review, Nonfiction
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Marni Bates comes from a dysfunctional home. Her parents are estranged long before they divorced, and her sister is her rival. Young Marni wants to be loved, so she plays into the manipulative games her father contrives. The shocking realization that her father sees her as a tool, rather than a daughter to love, is the first of many sledgehammers to Marni’s self-esteem.




Racing the Dark (book review)

Content Type: Book Reviews, Feminist Review
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Published: Feminist Review

Racing the Dark is unique among fantasy books. The world draws upon Pacific Island and East Asian cultures to create a rich blend very different from fantasy canon—an island nation with an animist religion centering on sacrifice and binding. Though a young adult novel, Johnson is unafraid to tackle harsh topics, and readers will love her for it.




The First Time She Wore Pink

Content Type: Aspirations, Poetry
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Published: Aspirations

The first time that she wore pink,

Nobody recognized her.

She was the tough girl,

The rough girl,

The badass, Do Not Touch Me girl.




This Kid

Content Type: Fiction, Multi-Part, Projects
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Recognition: Plainsboro Lit Slam Winner, 2004

There’s a whole room full of kids. There’s a whole school full of ‘em. They’re all kinda different, and they’ve all got stuff in common. Each is a unique individual, and all together, they make up this complicated whole termed a high school. These are their stories, better than even they could tell them. Because they don’t know how; Underneath it all, they’re still just kids.




The City of Hushed Voices

Content Type: "<insert title here>", Fiction, Shorts
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Published: <insert title here> literary magazine

The city of hushed voices.

Where the wooshing of cars driving between the great columns of steel and glass buildings is all that’s heard on the street. Where all you see when you look into buildings, and cars, and eyes, is the reflection of the brighter lights outside. Where people walk by with their heads down; they never meet each other’s gazes. They’re too afraid to.








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