Thursday, clear Beloved V I've never written the word beloved before. One more thing that you have called forth from within me. Swimming is my new pleasure. Not as good as you but what is. I use my mask and snorkel, so I can see beneath the surface and not worry about breathing. The water supports and encompasses me. It enters all my openings, but so com...
At lunchtime Stony got a girl to cover the front and asked me to take a walk with her. I wasn't ready to talk to her about Briana. The whole thing was too confusing. Stony seemed thoughtful, subdued. We walked silently for a while in the park. I was afraid for a second she'd light into me again over the Assistant Regional Sales Manager position. But she sai...
Just to be certain about it, there is no proof of there being a God, nor is there any proof that there isn't a God. No one knows one way or the other. Further, all of those books of the Old and New Testament with names given to them, no one knows who actually wrote any of them. Yes, there probably was an Isaiah and a Jeremiah, even a Paul, and Paul may have...
((As my maiden voyage into writing, this was fun for the time, but practically, I consider this story abandoned. I don't plan to add any more to it. Thanks to those of you who did read it! If you are interested in adopting this story, please contact me and I'll be happy to add you as an author, at which point you can make whatever edits or changes you please...
The Capture "It would be best to put silver on the bars to keep him in. Silver burns a great number of paranormal beasties. Except for the fey - silver actually makes them heal," said Dean. "Well how do we know if the myths are the same as the real thing? What if the silver has no effect?" asked Tyler. "Tranquilizers, and then we'll most likely have to pu...
The cave's vault acts as a natural amplifier. The speakers, dozens of them, tiny and rigged across the narrow shelves of stone, all of them feed into the player. It's thin, touch screen blurring in places, smearing electric color in the corners. He likes to blast Tchaikovsky. He hears it when he's over the hill, down where the road is breaking apart with e...
The story takes place in Egypt during the 18th Dynasty. The places are real as are some of the characters. Hepshetsup, though a woman, was Pharaoh of Egypt at the time the story takes place, around 1430 BC. The Festival was real and did take place annually at the Temple of Mut in the Karnak Temple Complex, across the Nile River from the Valley of the Kings....
Now that I knew I'd be getting back with Alicia I had a powerful urge to hear her voice, to know she was holding up under the pressure, to offer my support and my love. Probably because of the guilt, but also because I really do love her a lot. I waited till 11 a.m. when I figured she would be done with her morning show out in the Free City of LA. I called f...
Alexandros Manuscript Page 103 I burst from the opening of the keep with the sunlight stinging my eyes. I brought up my hand to cut the glare and looked to where I left my horse. I let out a curse at not seeing it. I scanned the area even though I didn't have much in the way of time. I could feel the creatures riding my heels the entire way up the stairs to...
1648 B.C.: Nahanit stood on the balcony, sipping wine. The guards had long since taken her husband's dead body away. She had heard their shouting as they went after Enkartep; he was most likely dead now, or about to be. She fought back a smile as she took another sip. The high priest had been so easy to seduce, so easy to turn against his pharaoh. He had...