Volleyball, Football and Sex, oh my! Also a time jump to move the story along a bit otherwise I'd be writing this forever. Warning! There's quite a bit of american football in this chapter so be prepared. Huge thanks to Devir Ginator for letting me bounce ideas off him. Super helpful with story direction and telling me that I don't suck as bad as I thin...
When things started to change, it wasn't a big upheaval or anything. Just a lot of small changes that started to happen more and more frequently. At the time they started I had been married to Jane for 15 years. She was 37 and I was 42. If you had asked me at the time whether we had a good marriage I would have said absolutely. But I was a very laid back guy...
I've leveraged the Hemingway canon for a few of my stories. And A Farewell to Arms is the only one left now. That is the definitive war novel; as iconic as The Red Badge of Courage. I was hesitant to try to cover it because we don't fight wars like that anymore. But my pal Richard Gerald talked me into at least looking at it. And in the end I saw that the...
"But why? I make really good money. Why would you want to try something so risky and jeopardize our future?" he asked in that quasi-patronizing tone of voice she despised. "I know you do. You're very talented. I was just thinking how good it would feel to own my own business," she replied politely not wanting to start another argument. "A food truck isn't...
Caught in the Act His Best Friend's Mom Phillip Wilson and Brad Johnson were inseparable, the best of friends and partners in crime you might say and had been ever since they were born. They did everything together and you never saw one without the other. Brad's mother Stella even jokingly referred to Phillip and Brad as Butch and Sundance and they...
The Reunion... The humidity was like liquid hell. The air seemed saturated with moisture suggesting the possibility of a cooling rain shower, but the puffy white clouds in the tropical azure blue sky showed no sign of offering that cool-down anytime soon. It was a hot, sticky summer day in the sparkling sunlight of South Florida. The oppressive heat didn...
This is a sideline from the Live from the Game universe. I quite like the concept of the little cheaters support group, and I wanted to flesh it out a bit. Don't worry, Ryan is going to get one more story, which I've got sketched out now. In the meantime, here, enjoy this. There's no real point to it – no real conclusion. It's just background to who the w...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...
This is my entry for the summer writing contest. Please remember to vote at the end and I hope you enjoy the story! ------------------------------------------------------------- Being awoken by his alarm clock was usually bad enough, when his mother got in on the act it was often decidedly worse, and on this particular morning, David Cross enjoyed the dist...
This is not my usual kind of story. My dear friend Flubber and I have collaborated to create the tale of a thirty-something female archaeologist, and her adventures on an expedition to Egypt. This story is exactly that, a story, a novella. It contains some very embarrassing nudity and a bit of masturbation, as well as a little girl-girl kissing. But there...