Angelica Cortez-Johnson sat on her couch reading, alone in the house for the third evening in a row. In her hands she held a battered hardback copy of Moby Dick. As far as she knew, she was the only person on the planet who still had physical books in her home. The other scattered humans who lived on Kallos didn't seem to use them, nor did all the blasted al...
I think all, or at least most, musicians suffer the same fate. We earn a little from gigging when we can, but for most of us, other forms of employment are needed to make ends meet. Sure, there are musicians with roadies and record contracts. But most of us supplement our musical addiction with side jobs. In my case I supplement the paltry income from my ban...
I remember it was an late Thursday afternoon when I was pulling in my driveway: "I was actually able get out of the office on time for once." I thought to myself, because every other day I manage to get tie up at work and I generally don't make it home until well after dark. Since most, if not all of my bills are paid on line, I normally only check my mailb...
I know, I know, country clubs have this really bad reputation. They're filled with stuck up pricks who smirk at the rabble. The members strut around like they're God's gift to the world and they are generally people you would prefer to avoid. But that's not the case at Evenwood. I joined many years ago, back when I thought I would have time to golf. Evenwood...
[This is a story, "based on actual events.' I put it in Romance because that's where I want the story to be. There were times, years, when it was not a romance. The wedding didn't happen where the story says it happened. Names have been changed to protect both the innocent and the guilty.] * We got married. I had been stationed overseas and had written Mar...
I've always had a very low opinion of those who cheat, both male and female. Examples of men who cheat, I only know by hearsay but when during my gap year and three years at university, there were times when I seemed surrounded by girls who treated lack of loyalty as a virtue. The fact of having a long term steady boyfriend seemed no bar to a girl opening he...
Connie Wake was feeling a certain amount of satisfaction as she stepped out of her front door, into the steaming hot sunlight, to collect another box from the boot of her car. Most of the furniture and carpets had been changed. Only the stair carpet remained and someone was coming that morning to replace it. The main bed would be replaced on the following da...
The stigmata of Frances Copal was known among the Dominicans as the "Great Reach of God and Man" but only for a little while, before human interest, greed, and the nature of man himself brought that pinion wish down. His grand uncle, Arthur Traumata was himself a great inquisitorial master who single handedly lead 3,000 conversions into the true faith. (Trip...
Chapter Twenty-Eight -- The Avenging Stranger Tanélickt and Danka departed from the Great Temple before sunrise on August 6, only four days after Danka first entered the city. The two penitents had very little time to spare if they were going to cross the entire western valley, go into the mountains, cross the pass near Novo Sumy Ris, and navigate the hilly...
Fingers. Smooth, slender fingers. There were fingers on his arm. Fingers that slowly caressed him, comforted him. He blinked. The fog of sleep crept from his mind like a nocturnal animal retreating back into its hole. He squinted momentarily at the morning sunlight peeking in the window at him while those wonderful fingers continued to roam across his bice...