Walter couldn't take the boredom anymore. It was the last day of the RTS convention at the Horizon Hotel in Washington, D.C., and he couldn't believe that the network had planned another lineup of lousy reality TV and even lousier sitcoms. He couldn't understand why people said TV was where the action was in the entertainment industry. He didn't want to wa...
Le pale del uh-60 blackhawk su cui ero a bordo fendevano l'aria provocando un leggero sibilo che mi entrava costantemente nelle orecchie, eravamo partiti dalla base Nato Diyarbakir un ora prima del nostro arrivo e per tutto il viaggio rimasi concentrata sull'importanza di quella operazione, cercando di cacciare via ogni mio pensiero e problema personale. L'a...
Chapter 3: Moira and the Wearin' O' the Green If Moira were a man, she would be described as being "As Irish as Paddy's pig". Since she is a beautiful young woman, people don't say that about her, but her favorite design motif is shamrocks and her favorite color, by far, is green. She always wears at least one green outer garment and on special days, especi...
"Uncle Stuart, are you saying the Irish were involved in the fighting as well?" Tom asked him. "Aye Tom, the Irish in question were the relatives of Laird Hamish MacDonnell, as well as descendants of the MacDonald's. They had a few castles on the north-east coast, one called Kinbane Castle, which means 'White Headlands', because of the white limestone of th...
Her favorite song! Savannah grabbed her semi-sober friend out of her chair and pulled her from the bar. "Hey!" Jessica yelped, slurring some gibberish about her being too drunk to see her own feet. "Come on, Jess. It's my first night out with my new body and no baggage. Don't make me go out there alone." Savannah pleaded with her friend, who suddenly was...
*This story is copyrighted Mostodd07 2019. It is a Halloween 2019 Contest story. Please vote if you enjoy it, but I'm more interested in your thoughts. If you would, feel free to leave a comment at the end. Thank you.* Owen Collins grabbed Liam and Neal by the arms of their suits, pointing to the shadows. "Black cat!" Owen stammered. "Huge...black...cat......
John was a good-looking, Irish firefighter in his 50's. He saw Jeanne's profile and thought he would send her an email. To his surprise, she responded to it. He explained he had been a firefighter for a while, was divorced, and had two children. He also gave a physical description of himself. He had salt and pepper hair and was balding. Jeanne did not know w...
Synopsis: In this WWII saga, Frankie Puccini married his high school sweetheart Amy, who became a WASP co-pilot and was killed when her plane crashed. Frankie's sister Maria married a Navy Ensign who was killed in the Pacific when his ship was attacked by a Japanese Shinyo boat. Maria has moved back to New York from California and is living at Frankie's apar...
Occasionally, a story has to be written. This one is mostly true. The incidents really happened much as portrayed. For my loyal readers, this story has been in my head for a number of years waiting for its time. Its time is now. Hopefully you will understand it and the bitter memories I have carried most of my life. * "Have you heard from Sean? He was arre...
Marion O'Neill is a newcomer to Brownstone University, a historically Black school located in South Lancaster, Massachusetts. Born in the environs of Galway, Ireland, and raised in Missouri, Marion has a lot to learn about the African American experience. As a teacher at a historically Black school, Marion has to get over her White privilege and try to conne...