I’ve felt off over the last few weeks. It could be hormonal or my recent move closer to home. Whatever is causing my discomfort and ugly feelings needs examined, but not this post. This post is the random story I started last year when I attempted Nano and haven’t looked at. You get it in …
This took on a life of its own. Runaway story alert — He’d called me that from the day I moved in at nine until today even though I was no longer little or home with any regularity. The older man had aged so gracefully in the twenty years he’d lived next door to …
Feeling rusty. Unedited writing exercise. She lived with her vivid dreams. Fantastic things that leapt from her consciousness. So vivid they were impossible to distinguish from reality. Many were harmless. Her as Rapunzel, her hair falling like an inky rope down the side of the castle as she waited for her prince to come. Or …
The last chapter of the story that’s practically my baby. The odds of me publishing it are low, but I hope you’ve enjoyed this. That’s all folks – Chapter 12 Hunter watched Gazelle disappear through the door. His body hardened as the urge to sprint out into the warm night air surged through him, but …
Pushing up from the couch, Gazelle walked through the crowd. It had thickened already, the carefully dressed participants wrapped up in their selected partner. She imagined that many of the playrooms would be full tonight as well. Would Hunter seek her out, or leave her to her own devices? Maybe spending time apart would be …
Chapter 11 “I want you to spend some time with Veronica tonight during the festivities.” Hunter continued straightening his tie in the bathroom mirror; obviously ignoring the glare Gazelle sent his way. “This isn’t a request,” he continued when Gazelle opened her mouth to object. His hands smoothed down his brown dress shirt. She pushed …
Chapter 10 “Lay on your stomach and don’t move,” he told her in a firm voice. Hunter pressed her into the soft mattress and she sank like lead into the fluff and smell of him that floated around her. She wanted to reach out to him, but was afraid he’d reject her again. Gazelle’s heart …
One, two Paranoia had been riding her hard since that night. She glanced over her shoulder as she walked to her car, the shadows in the garage deep and menacing. Picking up her pace, she struggled to keep herself from panicking as she closed the distance to her vehicle. Her sigh of relief when she …
So here we are at the last day of May. My two months of writing was mildly successful. I do think I saw far more hits on my site than usual. Odd, but whatever. I’ve managed to stick to my vow of celibacy/no dating. Some of that was not by choice, but I guess when …
A little more of this and again something for MM – He’d came to her when she least expected it. She was in the middle of her early morning bath, the cold water soaking her thin shift as she hurried to ready herself for the day. The list of things required to keep the estate running …