M Hotel booked. Travel routed. Time taken. Bags packed. I was so excited by the time we were leaving I didn't need any coffee. I was so awake. Cal, of course, fixed himself a to-go cup and we caught breakfast on the road. Randy had tried to go to sleep at a reasonable hour, but going to bed at one or two when he was used to sleeping at three or four, then...
Author's note: An extra special thanks goes to LadyFalcon who edited this story for me. Her keen eye, attention to detail, and helpful suggestions made this story better than originally written. Thanks so much! I. It was a bright, clear late October evening as Gary Buchanan trudged across the vast OSU campus. "I should have picked a smaller school," he gru...
Step by step by step, she ascended towards the 26th Floor. She dreaded it no less than she had yesterday, or the day before, but she hurried upwards at a good clip nonetheless. Her thighs burned. Her chest heaved. And she could feel a trickle of sweat running down her back. But the clock was always ticking, and there would be repercussions if she were late....
Hey Folks, this one is kind of twisty. It's more of a character study than a fable. There are no sterling examples of humanity here, only several very flawed people who make the best of a bad situation. The only thing about this story that is a Sterling example of anything would be the job that Barney-R did in editing it. But I think it's a good story for a...
//: 2105, City of San Iadras. Perking Centre's Function Hall. "Uhm. There's a Report from Lake North, which was written to summarize research operations in Twenty-Ninety for the auditors. " Troy blinked against the blinding lights, and cleared his throat awkwardly. "It was written just before the Emancipation. The part I want to tell you about tonight, is,...
SOMETIMES, DYING IS EASIER...... TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 2005 My name is Bill Maitland. I'm an Assistant State Attorney in the Jacksonville State Attorney's Office. Unofficially I'm the chief prosecutor which means that although in an organizational chart there are two other SAs at my level, in reality I'm the number one guy under the Big Man, State Attorne...
Thanks to my editor, AnInsatiableReader, for helping my clean this up. Also, thanks to my fiancee, for putting up with the time it takes for my neurotic ass to write, and for helping me clean it up, too. This is my entry in the 2012 Winter Holidays contest. Vote, comment and send feedback! * "Now I know what he likes for a late night snack, for years now...
Chapter 14 I woke to the sound of typing. She wasn't being loud about it, not trying to be obnoxious, it was just the soft clicky-clack of the keys of her keyboard as she fired off whatever she was writing. She had the same tendency I did however, to hit the end of a sentence harder, giving the keyboard a nice, soft whack every time. Just some unconscious...
Thanks to EndOfStory my forgiving and tireless editor. Feedback is always so important, so remember to comment or send me direct feedback, no matter how long the gap is between me posting the story and you reading it. Getting feedback often draws me into writing a bit more on one of these stories, so if you like it, make your contribution by dropping a bit...
*Sakura and Calara were both badly hurt the last time we fought the astral monsters,* John said to Alyssa as he left the bedroom. *I couldn't drag them in there again, not so soon after Terra... they need more time to recover.* His blonde Matriarch was quiet for a moment, lost in thought. *If I can prevent us from being drawn into that sub-plane, I can keep...