Sarah pulled her new key out of her pocket as she lugged her suitcases off the elevator, shoving them down the hall to her suite. She smiled to herself when she saw the door already propped open, her suitemates apparently already having arrived. "Hello!" she called as she pushed open the door and stepped inside, looking around. The apartment was pretty nice...
*Author's Note: Growing up ugly isn't easy. I know that firsthand. I also know what it's like to go through a complete transformation. The way people relate to you in the world of before and after is unbelievable. Same person, completely different reactions. Girls who used to nearly run to the other side of the hallway in high school to avoid even the possib...
After completing "The Diary of Jewel Delacroix" I was approached via E-mail by Rachael Ricci Swede and asked if I would consider writing a story idea she had. After a few emails I was intrigued by her idea and agreed to write it. While Chapters 5, 8, and 9 are largely collaborative and have developed into a full writing partnership with Rachael Ricci Swede,...
This is the FIRST PART of a three part series. If this story seems familiar to you, then you may have already read our novel-length submission on Laurie's page, which was entitled IT WAS THE BEGINNING OF SUMMER. Laurie and I decided to break that novel into three easier to digest chunks, while rewriting parts, adding scenes, and in some cases, entire sequen...
I walked down the stairs and out onto the street. Seeing it was Sunday morning the street was deserted. There weren't any cars moving and no one was out and about. I knew finding a cab was going to be difficult this early so I started walking. Once I crossed the street I looked up to where I was sure Janie's apartment was and saw a drape flutter closed in on...
I had just returned from four days at our Roseburg, Oregon plant to my office at headquarters in Tacoma. I checked the daily reports on my computer then looked at the time. 4:25 P.M. Friday afternoon. 5 O’clock couldn’t come soon enough for me as I really was looking to get out of this suit and tie and get comfortable and mix myself a tall rum and coke. I wa...
Welcome back readers, thanks for coming on this journey with me. I know it's been a while, but life has been, well interesting of late. By my count this is the 17th chapter in what was supposed to be a three or four chapter story, and it's still not quite done. Well, the second part isn't done, obviously since these last few chapters were originally epilogue...
"He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him..." –The Ugly Duckling, Hans Christian Andersen, 1844 ******************* My warm-hearted husband has always had a habit of picking up strays. I suppose that's one of the endearing things that attracted me to Do...
(This story is a combination of characters created by me and Cbsummers, and it is actually a prequel to Cbsummers' story Field Trip Follies. To say that he helped me by editing this story doesn't even cover how much he did. He was in reality my co-author. Thanks, Cb. I hope everyone enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.) * It was the beginning...
Big thanks to macktosh for the awesome job editing and keeping the story in line. Also humble thanks to you, whoever you are, for following the story from Chapter 01 and hopefully beyond this one. Hope you enjoy. CHAPTER 02 Aaron Bokipse and Bower had spent the better part of their afternoon in town, walking from one place to another randomly in the h...