Introduction: Many people love autumn, with its changing leaves and brisk mornings; however, for some, autumn is a sad time, a time of memories and growing older. Perhaps, there is another aspect to autumn, one that speaks to realized hopes and dreams, but whatever the nature of autumn, it is a time of change. This story is dedicated to all those men and wom...
Since this Sunday was particularly beautiful, and one of the nicer days before the set-in of what's sure to be a cold and snowy winter, I talked Brian into going to the country for the day, and although he resisted at first, as I told him he could instead stay home and do yard work, he relented, and thought taking a short day trip with his adoring wife may n...
Nine months later, Morwen gives birth to a little girl whose skin is as white as snow, lips the deep burgundy red of blood and with hair the black of a raven's wing. But it is her eyes that are different than human eyes. Her eyes are violet in color, a violet so rich like the flower it is named after. The king and queen decide to name their daughter Rhoswen,...
Preface: If you take any of this seriously, you're a dumb honky. BEGIN: We begin in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen. The Muffin Man was seated at the table, gathering an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants, in an effort to create the perfect muffin. Enter Tommy Mars, clawing the ants off of his flesh. "I found them! They're b...
Greetings and hello! Wrote a story during the night, was a picture of a story that just popped into my head - so I wish to share it. I wish to have you all read it, and I hope you will enjoy. Please, comment freely, would like to know how it is. Thank you! * Her eyes gazes towards the sky, the light white fragments of ice crystals finally broke from the...
October. Every city wears its history. Some, being newer, have few adornments; others wear the jewels of their years like dowagers. Julia considers this as she hurries with the crowd along Sixty-Seventh Street. She is not a native New Yorker, but from Connecticut--close enough. Her two years in Manhattan, two years of chasing auditions and working part-time...
Dan takes the USB stick out of his pocket and slots it into the television. It wasn't often that he got the house to himself, and after working hard all day he felt that he deserved a little bit of "me" time, and what better way to relax than with a beer and a selection of his favourite videos. He turned around and settled on sofa, and began scrolling throug...
Hi Everyone, thanks for reading! This is my recap of the hottest parts of the hottest trip I ever took to Burning Man. Things got a little wild, but that is what is supposed to happen there. Thanks to AshleyCooper for editing. All characters are at least 18. *** My boyfriend Alex and I pulled up to our new favorite swingers house with our car loaded down...
Chapter 1 I drive home in a mood. 50 lay-offs today. What a shit show. A morning filled with meetings trying as hard as I could to save a few of my guys' jobs. An afternoon of depressed, angry, let-down employees venting at me. I didn't take it personally. I'd been in their position. These are uncertain times, and employment and financial stability are at t...
A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...