Hello all! Once again I apologize for the length of time between postings. As I have mentioned before, I am working more hours. My writing time has been cut to less than half, but I really am trying to keep up with lit as well as with some other pursuits. If any of you know how to add two extra days to the week; please let me know. Anyway, Thanks to all of y...
Heather was no longer the woman I had just painted the town with. She'd become a creature of unknown origin with instincts unfamiliar and movements I could neither define nor predict. The pretty spray of tiny red hearts I'd idly doodled all over her lightly freckled forearms – in the bar over the course of the long liquor-soaked evening – were now innate m...
River spent most of her time outdoors. There were few indoor places that she really wanted to be. When she had to be home, she hid in her room with a book and headphones on, trying not to hear her parents fighting. She could barely remember times that they weren't fighting. The woods around her house were more her home. She did have friends—well, primarily...
I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...
"Good morning, Maynard, Goldblum and Associates." "Good morning, may I speak with Lena Stewart, please." "This is Lena Stewart, how may I help you?" "Hi, Lena, this is Cindy, from Outer Fringe Salon, just calling to remind you of your appointment at one fifteen today." Lena sat silently for a second; she didn't remember making an appointment, but that wa...
It all began in New England the summer of 1999. It was three in the morning the sunrise was just starting to peak through the window, a slight breeze was ruffling the curtains in Leann’s room. She laid there so peaceful, she could smell the ocean breeze fill the room. She opened her eyes and slightly yawned, stretching her arms to meet the day. She laid ther...
Shane and Carmen: The Novelization Chapter 26 Robin Saturday after lunch Carmen sat at the table in the studio with her laptop open in front of her and her headphones on. In the morning they had done their weekly chores, Shane cleaning and vacumming the house while Carmen went to the supermarket to food-shop. Shane was dressed in maximum boi -- a pair of o...
Foreword: This is based loosely on a personal experience that I recalled recently and, in the interest of staying true the encounter, does not contain any explicit sexual content so if that's what you're looking for turn back now. Some occasions demand to be celebrated. A long day of classes and no real interest in attending a party are irrelevant in the...
First there's me. I'm not that tall. I'm also not that short. Some might call me "normal". But really, I'm anything but. I'm also blonde. I'm also skinny. I'm mainly blonde. All over. That's right. Even my pubic hairs are blonde. Sometimes I dye them brown though so I can fit in better. Then there's you. You're not that tall. You're also not that...
Finding Picasso Ch. 09: A talented tongue gets it done —————————- AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the concluding chapter of "Finding Picasso." If you haven't been keeping up, no problem. Just search for one of the phrases below. They will take you straight to the good stuff: On our last night Violet is waiting ——————————- Perhaps because during the Cold War,...