Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don't know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... ******** 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus (repeat ad nauseum) 53 Miles West of Venus" was written by Cynthia Wilson...
Chapter 1 Labor status pending?" What on earth is going on? Kimmi Riasco thought as she watched the evil red light blink on the computer screen in her cubicle. Labor status pending! What does that mean? Kimmi looked over her shoulder to make sure none of her co-workers were close enough to see what she was doing. Not that it would matter for very long she t...
Freedom Summer, they called it, the summer when three civil rights workers were murdered by a mob of Ku Klux Klansmen. It was the summer after The Beatles splashed on to the American cultural scene and the summer of the '64 New York World's Fair. It was the summer when Congress passed the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, and the summer before Lyndon Johnson's land...
Snow White and Rose Red Once upon a time, in a beautiful Rose garden... Rose sat back on her heels and looked over the acre and a half that was hers alone. It was a garden full of her namesake. The roses were in bloom and the fragrance that filled the air was sweet and heady. Many of these roses were her own hybrid variations that she had slaved over for t...
*So this is one of the stories that i'm currently working on. For those of you who are wondering, I am still writing a sequel to Tattoo of Love, so it's definitely in the works! I've had an idea for this particular story for quite some time now, so I thought I would at least get a start on it. I hope you enjoy the chapter, and thank you for taking the time t...
Chapter 29 Brenda kissed Josh and said "you needed a shower and mouth wash." And we all were laughing. Josh (thought talk)tt, to Bill as his throat was stretched and to sore to talk he said, "That as master of the house he would fuck each and every one of us before the sun came up." Bill said," he (Josh} was starting with Barb and ending with his girlfrie...
* Set in a small east coast community in New Zealand's Far North. * CHAPTER 1 Early morning sun cut through the mist as lean and white-haired Bill Soper rubbed under an armpit and once again thought will he or won't he? On six consecutive mornings the fit-looking 70-year old had looked impassively at the boatshed on the edge of the estuary and returned in...
As always, thanks to MaryGirard and Boheminxen for the editing work. Without their efforts in correcting my awful grammar, this would be mindless drivel. * "What the fuck, Mom?" I yelled with an iniquitous look strewn across my face. Mom shot me a disgruntled glare, "What did you just say to me?" I cringed at my slip of the tongue -- not that I don't cu...
Shivering against the cold biting winds Morgan blinked back her tears as the casket was slowly lowered into the grave. The first snowflakes speckled across the tombstones was confirmation that Old Man Winter was about to spread a blanket across the cemetery as they laid Ben to rest. A week before Christmas, he'd finally given up the struggle against inoperab...
Almost 30 years have passed! A chance comic encounter with Irene Regan, a former lover, and memories consigned to Sidney Cuniff's mental attic tumble into the present. These escaped escapades assemble at his feet. Given their unplanned resurrection, he unsurprisingly finds himself reliving vicariously: * The divergence between Sidney Cuniff and Beryl Lind...