Watching it grow. Taking my morning jog I got to know the local sights and sounds which for me, as a writer, made for interesting notes as soon as I got home, jotting down anything that struck my eye that I could possibly use. Foremost in my notes were the obvious love and passion Cecilia had for her beautiful garden, breathing in the multiple scents of th...
A long, long time ago (give or take a millennium), there lived two cavemen named Oog and Brin. Oog was a typical Neanderthal with a typical Neanderthal outlook on life. The entire extent of Oog's education was that Oog should always carry a big stick. With his big stick, Oog could bash things over the head and drag them back to his cave to eat or mate with,...
"Not a soul was visible on the hedgeless highway, or on either side of it, and the white road seemed to ascend and diminish till it joined the sky." [from Thomas Hardy "Jude the Obscure", Book 1, opening chapter 3] The white cement dust rose in clouds behind the classic MG as Lizzy headed homewards. This was her first visit in three years and she wasn't loo...
"Am I going too fast for you?" Meredith asked Billy over her shoulder as they walked briskly down the concrete walkway. "No," Billy said, but he couldn't suppress just the slightest bit of strain from his voice. It was a beautiful day, the first real warm day of the year. As an added bonus, it hit on a Saturday. When Meredith suggested taking the reading th...
Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, forthrightly bisexual Black male fiction writer. Now a student in the Graduate program at the University of Massachusetts in the city of Boston. I want to get my Master's degree in Criminal Justice. Maybe someday I'll be a Judge. I might become the only male judge in history who's sympathetic to men's rights a...
Keeping away from nutcases is always a good idea. My problem is that I'm basically a magnet for them. Seriously, on the bus, the train and at work, at the school library and everywhere I go. They're there, passive-aggressively sneezing, coughing, staring, spitting and hatefully staring in my general direction. Can someone save me from them? The name is Samue...
It was just another lifeless day at the office as I rummage through piles of paperwork the size of mountains and working on a computer that is so antiquated, sometimes I think that cave dwellers used this computer. It seems like my stress level is at an "all time high", my nerves are almost to the point of being "comfortably numb" and my mental status is at...
It was a sultry July afternoon, with the thermometer in the 90s and the humidity chasing it. The sky was blue over the multiplex parking lot, and the teenagers ran through the heat to get to the theater entryway and temperature rationality again. Shelley walked behind them quickly, wearing her mirror sunglasses, yellow halter top, short blue skirt and sandal...
Even as she reached for the door, Jennifer still couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was actually going into the bookstore. She reached for the door, fighting the urge to turn and run. She told herself to calm down, it was absolutely normal, but she couldn’t ignore the sensation. It was neither unpleasant nor good but was very strong. She could feel her...
He couldn't believe it. Of all the days for him to be caught in traffic, it had to be today! He was running late as it is. Nothing had gone how he planned; everything had taken longer than it should have done. He glanced once more at his watch, half an hour late and he still had at least another 45 minutes left to travel - if he ever got out of this jam! Sh...