I'm a commuter, a straphanger. Every day 40 minutes on a commuter train into NYC. It can be a mundane life. Walk to the platform, wait for the train, sit in pretty much the same seat everyday, and go to work. Then after work do it all again in the other direction. But every now and again it can be exciting and fun. It can start with a story from a girlfrien...
Chapter 01: How It Began I was sitting in front of the computer and surfing randomly, tired after a long day. The door bell rang and after a quick glance on the computer clock -- 22:43 -- I got up to answer it, wondering who was paying me a visit at this hour. I opened the door and let out a little tired sigh. Outside stood Mia in her pink coat and a big sm...
Avery Jones was going to have a weird day, today. Forces beyond her ken had decreed this. Even now they had chosen their champion, given him their unholy sacraments and sent him on his merry way. She didn't know it yet, but this champion had already begun shifting and changing the world under her feet, in ways he made it impossible for her to detect. She ha...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's interesting what people choose to critique in feedback. I REALLY appreciate all of the letters and comments to me (for good or bad), as they let me know that SOMEONE is reading my drivel. They also let me know that people are taking time to help me better my writing. THANK YOU! ---------------------------------------- Seated at a table...
******* This is part 8 of a continuing series. I highly recommend you read them in sequence. ******* Ramya felt very nervous as she entered the fashion show location. Kajal had given her very explicit instructions about obeying the designers and coordinators, and also pretending that she'd done this previously. On top of all that, Ramya had to remember th...
Chapter 01 First time is Family Time All characters are over 18 years of age. "Oh Happy Days! " Dave Grace sang out with gusto. Then acting as his own back up choir, Dave quickly echoed the verse an octave lower "Oh, Happy Days!" Dave did not normally sing old Gospel songs in the shower, but today was a special day. His daughter was home. Dave had gotte...
Chapter 8 Five months later... The pitter patter of rain hitting the metal roof of the castle gave way to the plops of puddles on the bedroom terrace. A breeze of fresh cool air made the curtains in the room float like phantoms. Lovers lay on either side of the bed, back to back, extreme opposites; not touching each other, allowing a chasm of bitterness se...
Sharing - part 2 - Pat's Story (c) Sven the Elder It's not necessary, but better if you read part 1 - Sven's Story first. It's funny isn't it - for days before I left for my course our night-time conversation wandered through my head. I knew he'd often hinted that maybe, just maybe, we ought to be a little more open in our marriage. Up to now I hadn't be...
On Friday I arrived about fifteen minutes early and stood on the street anxiously looking up and down, unsure as to which direction she'd come from. Under the clock outside Easons bookshop on O'Connell Street is a popular place to arrange to meet. Firstly it is a well known landmark. Secondly it is in a fairly busy and public place. And thirdly from the poin...
Cara is so looking forward to her third visit to The Dungeon Room. She spends all week planning her schedule so that she knows there will be no interruptions come next Saturday. She has selected the school uniform shop where she needs to be the school clothes, and is really looking forward to doing that this afternoon. She wants to pick out the nicest unifo...