Jeff Conner

I’m a 36-year-old student, writer, painter, and music lover finishing up an 18-year sentence at Washington State Reformatory Unit while finishing up my bachelor’s degree. I grew up in and graduated from Lake Stevens, Washington, and then joined the Army where I wanderlusted around Germany for a few years.

As an acrylic painter who gets extremely excited by what’s out there to be emulated, yet still hopes to consistently create something meaningful and original, I look at my fiction, memoir, and non-fiction writing in the same animated way. As ridiculous and perhaps trite as it sounds, I want my Frankenstein monster creations to be beautiful and moving.

When I write or paint not only do I, as the abused adage says, escape from this not altogether pleasant place, but I also hope to share something personal. Something funny. Something ironic. Something true.

You can contact me at:

Jeff Conner
757788 / D-1-22
Washington State Reformatory Unit
PO Box 777
Monroe, WA 98272-


Articles by Jeff Conner

Prison and Justice Writing
Tuesday April 6

Fault

“It’s your fault,” the father said to his son. The father wore gold wire-framed glasses upon his bulbous nose. His neatly trimmed white beard covered a softness that often got him labeled as professorial. He sat up straight in his seat, but was still shorter than his son. “I told you to piss before we