"It was getting on toward Christmas," Clancy bowed his head as he gripped the glass of beer in his trembling, work-calloused hands -- a tear dropped with a heavy plop into it as he spoke again. "It snows up where I'm from, you know," he wiped his face and looked up at me with a tremulous smile. I don't remember how I got started talking to him. I guess i...
To fully understand what is happening here, I suggest you first read "Houston Ch. 01: The Problem." Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper....
In the wonderful world of novel creation there happen to be a number of pieces required to make the novel come together. As well as a healthy dose of plot, setting, and premise, the entire story almost always hinges upon the actions of the characters. Unfortunately for many budding authors, characters are not always the most cooperative beings in existence,...
Chapter Thirteen: Clarity Gretchen I racked my brain for options. There had to be some way off this balcony without confronting Price. We didn't need to be caught breaking and entering. De Luca would completely flip out. A glance at Hawk told me she was considering all our options, including the really stupid ones. She was seriously looking over the meta...
Part 12 Chapter 45 David decided it was time for action after the seventh day. Leaving their horses in the rift, he took the troop out during the night and arranged them alongside of the track. They waited concealed until the aircraft had returned back to its base before edging closer to the track and taking up positions. The ambush was a complete su...
DOUBLE TIME 1 By Norma Jane While writing (De)Flowering Marigold I recalled a past sexpisode which I have often thought of recording but did not find the format for doing so. This may not please those who prefer purely descriptive narrative, but my memory is of speech accompanying, even driving, the action. Since I like discussion and commentary while enga...
This is a fan fiction. It should be read in the first person from Katniss's perspective, just like the Hunger Games books themselves. The opening scene takes place in the training center, during the training before the 74th Hunger Games. Disclaimer: I do not in any way own, claim or otherwise take credit for any of the Hunger Games series or its characters....
It is the night before Christmas and it has been miserable. There is a bit of snow left on the ground. It's dirty and slushy and there is mud all around. On the drive home I'd barely escaped some idiot that managed to put his car into a skid on the dark ice. It's been windy all day, the chill factor is below zero and I may be coming down with a cold. To top...
She pulled the bell-shaped flower down gently burying her nose to fully enjoy the fragrant almond scent. "Absolutely beautiful. You're getting so big too!" Red bell-shaped blossoms dropped elegantly from the tall canopy, surrounding her as she spread the food near the thick center trunk. It was early morning and the flowers were just opening, releasing the...
2: Reality Tv Wannabe This is my story. These are my exclusive true confessions. You've been reading the gossip in the red-top tabloids. You've watched me on TV. Now at last, I'm breaking my silence. These are my full, frank, and fearless real-life revelations of how it all began. You know that thing the oldsters used to say about 'all fur coat and no kn...