OK, I know it's not the most original name for a story and may even be the most over used and underwhelming when you finish stories with this title... however, this happened to me some years back when I was stationed in England. If you follow my stories at all you'll know my background, if you don't... it probably doesn't matter. Our marriage wasn't doing...
Meetings with Diana Coincidence is a funny thing. You can be in the middle of a strange town, even a strange country and you meet someone you know totally out of that person's usual context. It is not coincidence really but happenstance. Many, many people you know are in very different places from usual all of the time and it just so happens you meet one o...
Running With The Wind or Watching the Watcher It was a beautiful Puget Sound August afternoon. Shy of a few wispy white clouds the sky was beautiful shade of blue. If you have never visited the Northwest you have never seen sky this color of blue before. If you viewed a painting with this shade used in the sky you would undoubtedly comment on the unrealisti...
On our last trip to this neighborhood to have a nice romantic dinner, we had done some window-shopping at a new lingerie store down the street for our restaurant. We had loved the display and given each other a look that said it all when we noticed the name of the store, The "Elegant Slut". The windows were full of very sexy lingerie in all forms. We stood t...
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The last leg of our trip to Spain was in Seville, the romantic capital of Andalusia. The perfect ending to an unforgettable vacation. We were staying in a four-star hotel near the Guadalquivir and the bridge of Briana, a strategic and suggestive location. The first day was a full immersion in the endearing atmosphere of this beautiful city. We particularl...
I was standing at the rail Looking out over the city. It was late in the evening, a group of friends and I were at a having drinks at a rooftop bar in the meatpacking district to celebrate a birthday. The night was growing late and we were all feeling no pain. I turned back to my friends smiling. It was a good night. One of my co-workers who was just rec...
This is a fictional account, I hope to turn into reality someday soon. ### My wife Sara and I were out celebrating our third anniversary. She was 34 at the time and I 37. We had no set plans and decided to begin with dinner at a nice restaurant. We finished both our dinner and the pitcher of margaritas we ordered. Upon leaving decided that neither of us sh...
Okay, so either: A) You want to read a particular kind of story, but chyoo doesn't have it and you have no confidence as a writer, or... B) You are a writer suffering from a block and need an idea to help get yourself out of your funk? Here's where you can make suggestions for an idea for others to write, or browse for the kinds of ideas you can get behind w...
Every Christmas season, I make a trip to New York City. A shopping trip. I could do my shopping in Boston, or any number of other places, but there is something special about New York City at Christmas. That means something coming from me. I don't like New York City. I don't like its size. I don't like the people racing by on the sidewalks, unsmiling, h...