Bully Another Day: My Novel

Hi Everyone,

Just a reminder that back in 2020 I self-published my novel.

It is available on Kindle, as well as in paperback. Please take a look at it and let me know what you think. In this great big world, there are so many writers and so many books. So many books address different issues. I believe that what makes my book unique is that I tell the story from the perspective of the alleged “villain.” Johanna is the main character and from some perspectives she might be considered the “villain.” The question I pose is at what point in our society does apathy lead to tragedy. Shouldn’t those people in authority, (teachers, pastors, and parents) have stepped in when Johanna was being bullied? Wasn’t she a victim before she turned into a “villain?” Or was she ever really a “villain”? My story begs the question, as well, how much exactly does our environment and genetic makeup play a role in how we react to our interpretation or misinterpretation of the world around us?

In this book, I examine the impact of bullying on the main character who already suffered from mental illness. I also address the unique social strata in which those who grow up on the “wrong side of the tracks” are treated differently because of having grown up in a mobile home park. That societal discrimination against the poor in contrast to the more wealthy is also addressed in this novel.

I feel very strongly about my novel’s importance in its analysis of social and economic factors which impact those with mental health issues. Do the kids who grow up in a mobile home park (or in any poor part of town) get treated vastly different than those from the wealthier parts of town when they present with mental health issues?

I think we all know the unfortunate truth. Poor people are indeed treated differently. Those with mental health issues are at the mercy of an apathetic world.

How does this apathy pan out in the end?

Who is to blame?

Who is to blame when society fails to step in and care for those among us who are mentally ill?

Please read my novel and let me know what you think.

Thank you so much for your support.


Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2022

“Suitable” A Short Story

Doors weren’t supposed to be that shade of blue. But, this, this door, like a passageway to rebellion, beckoned those huddled on the front steps, to turn and stare.

Around the plaza, the other doors were black. Solemn, hauntingly void of cheer of any kind.

Tilda peered through her white lace curtains at the women, men, and children in their ragged clothes. Pure white snow floated slowly to the red cobblestone path in front of her house. Swirling snowflakes awoken childhood memories of ballerinas pirouetting on that stage her grandfather Gustave had taken her to in Paris.

Her husband Abner’s pipe remained on the mahogany table in the cherry wood paneled drawing room. Just exactly where he’d always left it.

Within the beautifully appointed walls, she stared out her dormer window at the women, children, and men who had chosen to position themselves over the heating grate.

Lifting her crystal wine glass to her lips, she took a sip. Warmth washed over her. Tilting her head, she peered curiously at the crowd just outside her window. “I wonder why they just don’t go to their own homes and then go to a proper store for suitable attire.”

Jenny W. Andrews Copyright 2021