Welcome to the Frantic Garden, home to my scribbles. I endeavor to capture the terrible, beautiful, absurd experience of being alive. So far, it’s really worth writing about.

My name is Anna Tennis, and I like to tell stories. I’m dirty nerdy, host to near-paralyzing empathy, and alternately a ball of nerves, a ball of fire, and a ball of dirt- sometimes all three.

Welcome.