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    Spring Anthology: Now or Never & Encounters *Now Live*

    By Renee Stevens

    I know a lot of people have been looking forward to the release of the Spring Anthology. Luckily, the wait is over! Nine new stories have now been released for your enjoyment. I hope you find something you enjoy and don't forget to leave the author's a review to let them know what you think of their work! Thank you to all the Authors and their teams, the Anthology Proof Team for giving the stories a final polish, and Mann Ramblings for the Anthology banner! A special thank you to Valkyrie who took over pairing authors with members of the proof team. Thank you!!           It Was Supposed to be a One-Night Stand JayT   An Accidental Clarity Menzoberranzen   No Escape Puppilull   Feeling Blue Timothy M.         Life's Decisions northie   Touch CassieQ   Ace Valkyrie   Disco Camping jfalkon   The Sphinx CarlHoliday         2018 Spring Anthology Support Team   Anthology Coordinator Renee Stevens   Tech Support AJ Myr   Proof Team Cia Rec Valkyrie craftingmom Parker Owens   Anthology Banner Creation Mann Ramblings
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  1. Ashi
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    What is on your mind when you think of the word "great?" 

     

    Which story do you consider a classic?

     

    Who is your most admired person?

     

    Where do you go to get inspired?

     

    When does a moment become experience?

     

    How do you advance a civilization into the golden age?

     

     *   *   *

     

    This world is endowed with many great things.  Some are eminent, some are waiting to be discovered; some will become a memory, some will never extinct despite of deliberate neglect and distortion.  They all deserve to be cherished and preserved.

     

     *   *   *

     

    Can you put a price on...

     

    ...freedom?

     

    ...the feeling of falling in love for the first time?

     

    ...safety and feeling alive?

     

    ...respect and compassion?

     

    We have an unprecedented number of homelessness.  Everyday I ride on a train, I can see encampments so great, that some portable toilets are placed around them, which I assume is to maintain public health for all the surrounding community.  On another day, I went to a flea market.  Being educated in healthcare for a couple of years, I cannot help but think we might have an outbreak of weird diseases due to the near proximity of homeless camps and squirrel population.  (Please do not feed wild animals as some bacteria unique to them will crossbreed with bacteria unique to human, and these hybrid bacteria will infect both species....  We may or may not have the capability to control the mutated bacteria)

     

    All we hear on the news nowadays are bunch of big babies attacking each other over some petty issues, ignoring human conditions.

     

     *   *   *

     

    Why nobody ever tries to find out why more mass shootings happening nowadays?  It always turns into a political drama rather than addressing the most fundamental issue.  This is people's lives we're talking about, not an opportunity to further one's political career.

     

    I still remember the days when school taught students pipe bombs (though I never learned), but nobody ever seriously contemplating using it to harm others.  Now no school teaches that chemistry and yet more people died from violence.  What happened?

     

    I still remember the days when people can freely go into airports and museums without needing to go through security gates.  Why is my personal freedom and happiness compromised because of a minor chance of threat.  The security measure is not even effective guarding against people who have no regard of the laws anyways.

     

    I still remember the days the Internet was used to increase people's IQ by exposing to differences rather than reinforcing one's limited perception.  It used to be an Utopia of tolerance, a haven of self-regulation, a pool of endless knowledge.   Why is it used to propagate greed and misinformation nowadays?

     

    Isn't the fact-based journalism the propeller of democracy?  Didn't Jefferson want to be remembered to be the Father of Virginity University because educated people are the core of democracy? 

     

    Didn't George Washington's Farewell Address warns: "[Geographic politics] agitates the community with ill-founded jealousies and false alarms, kindles the animosity of one part against another, foments occasionally riot and insurrection. It opens the door to foreign influence and corruption, which finds a facilitated access to the government itself through the channels of party passions"?

     

     *   *   *

     

    Today after work I went to buy some tapioca tea.  There was some misunderstanding between the cashier and the customer before me, so the order was not placed correctly.  The prior customer basically suggested he had the power to recommend more corporate customers only if the store would simply replace his new order for free.  The small shop owner with her limited English skill couldn't understand what daft-dressing guy was trying to suggest, so she offered 50 cents extra for the replaced drink, because cashier/server charged him only for the regular tea rather than milk tea, and served him according to the wrong order.  Given I worked in food industry before (among many odd jobs I had held), I knew it's a big loss for the shop because it's not a simple adding milk to the tea issue.  The store needs to throw away the original order due to health code, irregardless whether the drink was consumed or not.  The shop keeper insisted on quality didn't help either, but she eventually agreed to just add milk to the order for free instead of remake the whole order to satisfy the customer.

     

    I have seen many of such disputes before.  It is not limited to restaurant order, or language barrier issue.  Don't know whether it's because their perceived financial standing or their education level, people are getting less humble.  Most people don't realized outside of their career specialization, they actually know extremely little how the entire world functions.  In this case, the customer before me did not realize it is a health code that the shop cannot serve tampered food.

     

    Everything in life is simple; even the simplest thing is difficult.

     

    What that quote (which I thought was attributed to Nietzsche, but I can't find it) means to me is one has to be humble, and be respect of people of all trades.  Everyone is an expert of something, disregard of our social standing or the wage we're paid for our work.

     

    If this were the old California I knew back in the 90's, people would be more graceful and asked why 50 cents is charged, rather than immediately pull the consumer/corporate pressure card without actually asking a probing question.  Because that customer might have learned something about the food industry.  Instead, he sounded like a crude and tactless person dressed in sharp suit.  Our California value of tolerance and acceptance is dying everyday, and it's such a sad sight to see.

     

    I wished my brain could be faster, and paid the 50 cents extra for the agitated customer and everyone would be happy.  Though when the shopkeeper apologized to me profusely because she was busy making the replacement order for that customer (who was not even there when she finished the order because he just had to answer a phone...), I simply told her to take her time.  I know how little gesture like this means a lot when you're working very hard for very little money.  Besides, I was late for my train anyways, so time wasn't that important to me at that point, but it'll brighten up her day.

     

    I wish I have made the point clear enough.  Great, despite current events might have you believed, is not based on selfish interests.  We can actually make the world great again, no matter how small or insignificant the contribution might see at first.  Be gracious of others, be respectful of nature, and treasure every moment we share.  The world doesn't need to be shallow and petty.  There can be a lot of beauty and greatness if we tried.

  2. jamessavik
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    A couple of years ago I was fat. Not pleasantly plump. Not healthy. Fat.

     

    It happens when you get older and don't change diet and exercise more. I got into the work, home, work cycle. I let things go and HOLY CRAP, HOW DID I GET TO BE ALMOST 300 pounds!?

     

    No one was more surprised than me. I didn't see myself as fat. Other people saw me as fat and it shows in a lot of ways. People aren't as welcoming. They size you up in a few milliseconds and, what they decide isn't good for you. 

     

    If its dealing with a bureaucracy, you'll get every possible form and sit in every possible line. At the doctors office, you'll get called last.  In line at fast food, they won't really listen to your order. All of these consequences come from that millisecond evaluation.

     

    It's different when you aren't fat. In a bureaucracy like the DMV, they'll tell you how to get done quicker. At the doctors office, you get seen quicker. In a fast food joint, they are more attentive. 

     

    You can really tell the difference when other peoples millisecond evaluation process doesn't pop up, FAT ASS.

     

    Oh sure, you can still be an ass but, if you have a nice ass, people don't care nearly as much.

     

    Given a choice, it's much preferable to walk around and interact with a world with a nice ass than a fat ass.

     

    IT REALLY DOES MAKE A DIFFERENCE.

     

    People are more polite. Some people are even differential. People that you saw everyday FAT, treat you differently NOT FAT.

     

    It's odd. It shouldn't really matter but, apparently it does.

     

    Someone should do a scientific study. The results are really eye opening.

     

    I'm not fat shaming anyone.

     

    I am just glad I'm not fat anymore because it makes a world of difference.

     

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  3. I know a lot of people have been looking forward to the release of the Spring Anthology. Luckily, the wait is over! Nine new stories have now been released for your enjoyment. I hope you find something you enjoy and don't forget to leave the author's a review to let them know what you think of their work! Thank you to all the Authors and their teams, the Anthology Proof Team for giving the stories a final polish, and Mann Ramblings for the Anthology banner! A special thank you to Valkyrie who took over pairing authors with members of the proof team. Thank you!!

     

     


     

     

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    It Was Supposed to be a One-Night Stand

    JayT

     

    An Accidental Clarity

    Menzoberranzen

     

    No Escape

    Puppilull

     

    Feeling Blue

    Timothy M.

     

     


     

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    Life's Decisions

    northie

     

    Touch

    CassieQ

     

    Ace

    Valkyrie

     

    Disco Camping

    jfalkon

     

    The Sphinx

    CarlHoliday

     

     


     

     

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    Anthology Coordinator

    Renee Stevens

     

    Tech Support

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    Myr

     

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    Cia

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  4.  

    So, I have picked up a Raspberry Pi in order to have yet another toy to play with.  Though, in this case, it is so I can learn more about them.  I don't actually need one. Lol. 

    Anyone else playing with these cute little things for projects?

  5. Did you catch Monday's blog featuring Gabriel Morgan's sexy contemporary Texas story, Stonegate Stables? If you're a fan of his story, don't forget to download the signature graphic to share it through the month. If you haven't read the story yet, maybe this excerpt will help change your mind! 

     

    I chose this short excerpt from chapter three because it's incredibly descriptive in a way that makes you desperately want to see what the characters are seeing, for one, and two, because it gives you so many ideas about what is going to happen next. You get a glimpse of Sean's day-to-day life and then, bam, a big moment hits. Those sorts of you'll know it when you see it, if you're ever lucky enough to have it happen to you, life's about to change because this person is just... them. 

     

    But life doesn't always turn out how you think it will, and Stonegate Stables might be a contemporary story with a hefty dose of romance (and sex, lots and lots of sex) but the author didn't forget that either. So this excerpt might just not mean what you think it means... but to find out, you'll have to read it, and then read the story! ;)

     



    I was supervising the delivery of two new jumpers when I heard a truck I didn’t recognize come up the drive. It pulled in past the horse van, and stopped about ten feet away, to where I couldn't see the cab. I figured it had to be the new farrier, and turned back to finish getting the horses off the van. One of them backed out quickly, and took a swipe at Tommy, who jumped nimbly out of the way, swearing under his breath. When I looked at the truck again, a long denim-covered leg was stretched from the seat out onto the ground, and a lean golden arm extended to the edge of the door. This was definitely not Danny.

    When I first took over Stonegate, I’d tried every farrier in the five-county area, finally settling on Danny as our primary shoer. He's good with the horses, firm, but quiet, and has a knack for the subtleties of trimming a hoof . Our horses move better and hold up longer under hard work when Danny does their feet. He has a few guys working for him, but always does our horses himself, and I was not going to welcome this new guy with open arms until he proved to be as good as Danny, which I doubted would be the case. As I stared, the golden arm became a smoothly curved shoulder that merged into a beautiful wide back and narrow hips, from which emerged the long leg I had first seen.

    Everyone’s forever starts somewhere and, although I didn’t know it at the time, mine began when TJ (not PJ) Lundquist unfolded his 6’1” self from the cab of the truck. He wore bib overalls over a white tank, and a Longhorns baseball cap on backwards to keep his pale blond hair out of his face. Some guys just have a presence, a ‘something’ about them that draws you, like a lemming to a cliff. TJ had it, whatever the hell it was. My gaze traveled slowly down his body and back up again. By the time I reached his face my respiration had increased and my palms were sweaty.

    Tommy and Alejandro had come up behind me and were watching with raised eyebrows and open mouths.

    “Madre de Dios,” breathed Alejandro.

    Tommy was more succinct. “Holy fuck.”

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    2. Eyes (The New Division) - The World Redefined By A Moment In His Eyes
    3. My First Crush (TimeCop1983, Trevor Something) - Love At First Sight
    4. Tootsie Roll (69 Boyz) - Tootsie Rolls and Eye Candy
    5. Blue Lily (The Depreciation Guild) - Heavenly Shades of Ryan
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    7. In My Arms (Erasure) - Hugs and Kisses, Kisses and Hugs
    8. Snake In The Grass (Autumn Chorus) - Wicked Confusion
    9. Only Love Can Break Your Heart (Unclubbed Cover of Saint Etienne) - The Deepest Cut Of All
    10. Our Story (Michele Gandrinetti) - The Ballad of Randy and Ryan
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    12. Molten Young Lovers (Airiel) - Hot Buttered Boy Love
    13. Walking On Air (Soundpool) - Emotions On High
    14. You and I (Washed Out) - The Giddy Getaway
    15. Our Misunderstanding (Fastball) - Not Looking Like What It Looks Like
    16. The Sun And The Storm (Safe As Houses) - A Fist and A Kiss
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    24. Fortress Around Your Heart (Sting) - Shields Down, Captain
    25. Call Me Maybe (Alex Groot Cover Of Carley Ray Jepsen) - Call Me, Maybe?
    26. This Is Permanent (Airiel) - Bonus Track

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    Rain Sounds (Study Music) - That Gloomy Day In March

     

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    Eyes (The New Division) - The World Redefined By A Moment In His Eyes

     

    It's all that you are 

    Beauty in your life 

    Our love is defined by moments in our hearts 

     

    And everything you've said to me 

    And all the things you hold 

    Are everything I want to see 

     

    It's all in your Eyes 

     

    It's all that we are 

    Broken and unseen 

    The risk is defined by treasures in ours hearts 

     

    There's nothing left when you decide 

    To share your heart and soul 

    The future's here within our minds 

     

    It's all in your Eyes 

    In your Eyes!

     

    When heaven's arms are open wide 

    And every song is sung 

    I'll be right there 

    Right by your side 

     

    I'll be in your arms

     

    In your Eyes! X

     

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    My First Crush (TimeCop1983, Trevor Something) - Love At First Sight

     

    We used to meet 

    Down at the park 

    And we would stay 

    Til after dark 

    Yeah you had me 

    Right from the start 

    You had the key, yeah 

    Into my heart 

     

    Cause you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Yeah you were my 

    My First Crush

    Cause you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Yeah, you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Aye yeah Oh oh 

    Aye yeah Oh oh 

     

    Its been so long 

    I can forget 

    All the way back 

    When we first met 

    Yeah, we were kids 

    Back in those days 

    But it still feels 

    Like yesterday 

     

    Cause you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Yeah, you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Cause you were my 

    My First Crush 

    Yeah, you were my 

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    Tootsie Roll (69 Boyz) - Tootsie Rolls and Eye Candy

     

    The Butterfly? Uh-uh, that's old!

    Let me see the Tootsee Roll!

    Yeah, 199Quad!

    69 Boyz backed up by the Quad City DJ's!

    One time!

    Cotton candy, sweetie go, let me see the Tootsee Roll!

    Tootsee Roll! 

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    And make that Tootsee Roll! 

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    To the right! To the right!

    To the front! To the front!

    To the back! To the back!

    Now slide!

    Slide

    (X)

    To the left! To the left

    To the right! To the right!

    To the front! To the front!

    To the back! To the back!

    Dip, baby, dip!

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    Cotton candy, sweetie go, let me see the Tootsee Roll!

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    Cotton candy, sweetie go let me see the Tootsee Roll!

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    Cotton candy, sweetie go let me see that Tootsee Roll!

    Tootsee Roll! 

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    Just make your Tootsee Roll! 

    To the left! To the left

    To the right! To the right!

    To the front! To the front!

    To the back! To the back!

    Now slide!

    Slide

    (X)

     

    I feel a whoop comin' on, a whoop comin' on

    A whoop comin' on, a whoop comin' on

    5, 4, 3, 2, 1

    Whoop!

    (X)

     

    Cotton candy, sweetie go let me see the Tootsee Roll!

    I don't know what you've been told

    It ain't the Butterfly, it's the Tootsee Roll

    A brand new dance so,

    Grab a partner and get on the dance flo'

    69 in the place to be

    Hey yo, 'Ski! What we came to see?

    The butterfly? Uh-uh, that's old!

    Let me see the Tootsee Roll!

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    To the right! To the right!

    To the front! To the front!

    To the back! To the back!

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    To the right! To the right!

    To the front! To the front!

    To the back! To the back!

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    with a weight so thick you could taste it

    could you feel it too? 

     

    drilled into the hull, 

    and sinking slow

    into the deep, forever 

    blue 

    blue

    a-ahh

     

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    with unguarded truth 

     

    depicted on the scrolls

    the ancient hoax

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    into the deep, forever 

    blue

    blue 

     

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    oh, i do 

    oh, i do

     

    drilled into the hull 

    and sinking slow,

    into the deep, forever 

    blue 

    blue

     

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    Kinky Love (Pale Saints) - Ryan’s Sexy Self

     

    Kinky love

    Kinky I'm mad about you

    Kinky love

    I need you so bad

    I need you kinky love

     

    Kinky you're all that I've been thinking of

    Kinky take me inside and let the honey slide

     

    I need you kinky love

     

    Good to me

    Kinky do all the things you should to me

    Wake up I'm nervous

    Sleep inside of me

     

    Open your gates and let the river free

     

    Oh kinky take me inside and let the honey slide

     

    I need you kinky love

     

    Late at night

    In my bed as I lie here

    Somewhere in limbo land

    Half awake half asleep

    Halfway somewhere else

     

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    But how can I close my eyes

    When you know I understand you're mad

    And you've got to have your kinky love

     

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    But how can I close my eyes

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    And you've got to have your kinky love

     

    Kinky I'm mad about you

    Kinky love I need you so bad

    I need you kinky love

    Kinky you're all that I've been thinking of

     

    Kinky take me inside

    And let the honey slide

     

    I need you kinky love

    Oh kinky take me inside

    And let the honey slide

     

    I need you kinky love

     

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    In My Arms (Erasure) - Hugs and Kisses, Kisses and Hugs

     

    The deal is on the rise again

    The ship comes into shore

    You've been away to somewhere

    But life goes on no less

     

    Through the foreign ocean

    Underneath the sea

    The walls come tumbling down

    We'll be forever calm

     

    And you'll be here in my arms

    I'll keep you away from harm

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    Keeps coming out of nowhere

    It cannot be defined

    Your colours are magnificent

    From magenta to bright blue

     

    The walls come tumbling down

    We'll be forever calm

    And you'll be here in my arms

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    Through the foreign ocean

    Underneath the sea

    The walls come tumbling down

    We'll be forever calm

     

    And you'll be here in my arms

    I'll keep you away from harm

    The walls come tumbling down

    We'll be forever calm

     

    And you'll be here in my arms

    I'll keep you away from harm

    The walls come tumbling down

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    And you'll be here in my arms

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    Snake In The Grass (Autumn Chorus) - Wicked Confusion

     

    If your brother weighs heavy, then why won't you put him down? 

    When there's a scourge amongst the family, that will hide in the lowest bough, my dear... 

     

    Why can't all things lead to joy? 

    Why can't all things lead to, all things lead to joy? 

     

    If the levy's forever, we must hide all our children now. 

    If the Serpent head marries to the lines of our beaten brow, that's what I fear... 

     

    Oh she said "It's like a pain in the side of my head is formed, of wasted joy in a time that would fascinate The Maker's boy." 

     

    Oh he said "I can't imagine all the things that have gone before, I waited night after night in the shadow of a broken voice." 

     

    Oh I heard of a light that was under my nose, and it would shelter the child from the family curse I'm sure. 

     

    Oh he said, the pain is brushed away. 

    Thank you light, I've returned to joy.

     

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    Only Love Can Break Your Heart (Unclubbed Cover of Neil Young) - 

    The Deepest Cut Of All

     

    When you were young and on your own

    How did it feel to be alone?

    I was always thinking of games that I was playing

    Trying to make the best of my time

     

    But only love can break your heart

    Try to be sure right from the start

    Yes, only love can break your heart

    What if your world should fall apart?

     

    I have a friend I've never seen

    He hides his head inside a dream

    Someone should call him and see if he can come out

    Try to lose the down that he's found

     

    But only love can break your heart

    Try to be sure right from the start

    Yes, only love can break your heart

    What if your world should fall apart?

     

    I have a friend I've never seen

    He hides his head inside a dream

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    Yes, only love can break your heart

    Yes, only love can break your heart

    Yes, only love can break your heart

    Yes, only love can break your heart

     

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    Our Story (Michele Gandrinetti) - The Ballad of Randy and Ryan

     

    hours went by

    turned into days

    nothing has changed

    I still feel the same

     

    tried to let go

    get it off my head

    staring at the phone

    but the line was dead

     

    So I wait inpatient

    for a brand new start

    in time though

    We'll never be too far apart

     

    And I know it's

    not what I pretend

    It can't be wrong

    'Cause I know

    Our Story doesn't end

    It goes on

    It goes on and on (X)

     

    Time passed on by

    I forgot

    deep down somehow

    It's still there

    in my thoughts

     

    years later

    I met him

    could not believe

    He told me

    He wished he

    had never left

     

    And I know it's

    not what I pretend

    It can't be wrong

    'Cause I know

    Our Story doesn't end

    It goes on

    It goes on and on (X)

     

    Some things are meant to be

    You're never too old

    Sometimes it's best to be

    Beyond control

     

    And I know it's

    not what I pretend

    It can't be wrong

    'Cause I know

    Our Story doesn't end

    It goes on

    It goes on and on (X)

     

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    Our Secret Garden (SINE) - Paradise In A Basement

     

    Sensual Instrumental

     

    ————————————————————————

    Molten Young Lovers (Airiel) - Hot Buttered Boy Love

     

    Putting the lights on low

    No one else at home

    'Cause I know, I know, I know

    You always want this

     

    Stayed inside for days

    Whatever, bombs away

    'Cause you know, you know, you know

    I always want you

     

    ————————————————————————

    Walking On Air (Soundpool) - Emotions On High

    (something, something - Walking On Air X)

     

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    You and I (Washed Out) - Indecision

     

    Decide (X)

    I know it's hard, to hold it back,

    to keep your thoughts in line.

    You want it all, you need the words to let it go,

    feelings for your love.

     

    Before you know, you keep yourself from rising tall,

    no future holds it all.

    It's all you've got, you’re never going to find it out,

    you'll keep it all on hold.

     

    Don't walk away, you know just what you've got.

    Don't want to call it off.

    Don't want to lie, to keep it all inside.

    Don't want to find it out.

     

    Under untrue circumstances, I forget all of your vain pretenses.

    But if you want to recreate the sea and the sky for me, I got you.

    Under untrue circumstances, I forget all of your vain pretenses.

    But if you want to recreate for me another sky and sea, I got you.

     

    Don't walk away, you know just what you've got.

    Don't want to call it off.

    Don't want to lie, to keep it all inside.

    Don't want to find it out.

     

    ————————————————————————

    Our Misunderstanding (Fastball) - Not Looking Like What It Looks Like

     

    Rip out the trees and plant your flag

    Now I know just where you stand

    Nature means nothing to you

    Something that you can't control

    And we make ourselves miserable

    Trying to fill the hole

     

    It's sad that our misunderstanding

    Has turned into a war

    I don't know you anymore

     

    How was I supposed to know

    I was steppin' on your toes

    The momentum builds to a fever pitch

    Talkin' but I just can't hear

    Watchin' our problems multiply

    Wishin' they would disappear

     

    It's sad that our misunderstanding

    Has turned into a war

    I don't know you anymore, anymore

    And our love got lost in the translation

    And when I see you out 

    You're a stranger to me now

    You're a stranger to me now

     

    I, I wish I could talk to you

    I wish I could make you see

    How much I care

    How much you mean to me

     

    That our misunderstanding

    Has turned into a war

    I don't know you anymore, anymore

    And our love got lost in the translation

    And when I see you out 

    You're a stranger to me now

    You're a stranger to me now

     

    ————————————————————————

    The Sun And The Storm (Safe As Houses) - A Fist and A Kiss

     

    Day was breaking

    Birds were heading

    South

     

    Eyes were stinging

    Breeze was chilling

    out

     

    We keep each other

    Warm as we

    shout

     

    Part of me should be

    Just be leaving

    By now

     

    I could see

    in the eye of the Storm

    I could see all that was

    never torn

    And when the day ends

    the rain will break away

    And I'll be free

    and he'll be gone

     

    So wake up

    We can shake off

    his fun

     

    Start a new way

    See the truth in

    our love

     

    When I take off

    on my journey

    to the sun

     

    You must think of

    what is in my heart is you

    my love

     

    I could see

    in the eye of the Storm

    I could see all that was

    never torn

    And when the day ends

    the rain will break away

    I'll be free

    and we'll be gone (X)

     

    ————————————————————————

    Sweetest Perfection: Hajas Sloth Mix (Color Theory) - 

    The Example Of Randy and Ryan

     

    The sweetest perfection

    To call my own

    The slightest correction

    Couldn't finely hone

    The sweetest infection

    Of body and mind

    Sweetest injection

    Of any kind

    I stop and I stare too much

    Afraid that I care too much

    And I hardly dare to touch

    For fear that the spell may be broken

    When I need a drug in me

    And it brings out the thug in me

    Feel something tugging me

    Then I want the real thing not tokens

     

    The sweetest perfection...

    Things you'd expect to be

    Having effect on me

    Pass undetectedly

    But everyone knows what has got me

    Takes me completely

    Touches so sweetly

    Reaches so deeply

    I know that nothing can stop me

     

    Sweetest perfection

    An offer was made

    An assorted collection

    But I wouldn't trade

     

    The sweetest perfection...

    Takes me completely

    Touches so sweetly

    Reaches so deeply

    Nothing can stop me

     

    ————————————————————————

    Send Me An Angel (Real Life) - When Angels Pray

     

    Do you believe in heaven above

    Do you believe in love

    Don't tell a lie don't be false and untrue

    It all comes back to you

     

    Open fire!

    On my burning heart

    I've never been lucky in love

    My defences are down

    A kiss or a frown

    I can't survive on my own

     

    If a boy walks in and carves his name in my heart

    I'll turn and run away

    Everyday we've all been led astray

    It's hard to be lucky in love

     

    It gets in your eyes

    It's making you cry

    Don't know what to do

    Don't know what to do

     

    You're looking for love

    Calling heaven above

    Send me an angel

    Send me an angel

    Right now, right now

     

    Empty dreams can only disappoint

    In a room behind your smile

    But don't give up,

    Don't give up

    You can be lucky in love

     

    It gets in your eyes

    It's making you cry

    Don't know what to do

    Don't know what to do

     

    You're looking for love

    Calling heaven above

    Send me an angel

    Send me an angel

    Right now, right now.

     

    ————————————————————————

    Lovesparkles (The Daysleepers) - When Angels Meet

     

    The moment you opened your heart

    I knew

    These tears of love

    Will carry you through

     

    (Say that you will

    Carry me through)

    I'm drowned in love with you

     

    You’re knee deep in my dreams

    I'll keep you close

    Your medicine touch

    Is the right dose

     

    (Say that you will

    Carry me through)

    I'm drowned in love with you

     

    All the sky went violet

    It's the color of my heart

    I searched so long to find it

    It was right here all along

     

    With this tune

    I bring all my love to you

     

    You made me realize

    You opened up my eyes

    To true love

     

    ————————————————————————

    Utopia (Goldfrapp) - Utopian Moments

    It's a strange day 

    No colors or shapes 

    No sound in my head 

    I forget who I am 

     

    When I'm with you 

    There's no reason 

    There's no sense 

     

    I'm not supposed to feel 

    I forget who I am 

    I forget 

     

    Fascist baby 

    Utopia, utopia 

     

    My dog needs new ears 

    Make his eyes see forever 

    Make him live like me 

    Again and again 

     

    Fascist baby 

    Utopia, utopia

     

    I'm wired to the world 

    That's how I know everything 

    I'm super brain 

    That's how they made me

     

    Fascist baby 

    Utopia, utopia

     

    ————————————————————————

     Behind The Mask (Eric Clapton) -  Threesome To Twosome

     

    All along, had to talk about it,

    Like a two-edged sword, he touched you and it stabs me

    All along, knew you were a phony boy,

    Sit behind the mask where you control your world

     

    Yesterday he had you in his arms

    When I'm holding you, I feel his bitter charms

    I can't judge what you do to me

    Camouflage the truth, indulge your fantasy

     

    Who do you love? Is it me now, is it him babe? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me babe, is it him now? I don't know

     

    There is nothing in your eyes that's the way you cry

    All is grand, all is bright 

    You're just studying my mind

    There is nothing in your eyes that's the way you cry

    All is grand, all is bright 

    You're just studying my mind

     

    Was I invited to your masquerade?

    Well the party's over so now take off your face

    You say you love, but it's hard to see

    When you're in his arms, throwing rocks at me

     

    I walk around suffering in my doom

    When I come to you, you're sitting in your room

    The truth is news, I have longed to trace

    So take off the mask so I can see your face

     

    Who do you love? Is it me baby, is it him now? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me babe, is it him baby? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me babe, is it him now? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me now, is it him baby? I don't know

     

    Who do you love? Is it me baby, is it him now? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me baby, is it him now? I don't know

    Who do you love? Is it me baby, is it him? I want to know

    Who do you love?

     

    ————————————————————————

    Too Shy Instrumental (Kajagoogoo) - Holy Ariel, The Bashful Angel

     

    Instrumental mix of Ariel’s shy theme

     

    ————————————————————————

    What Makes You Beautiful (OneDirection) - Tyler’s Embrace

     

    You're insecure

    Don't know what for

    You're turning heads when you walk through the door

    Don't need make-up, to cover up

    Being the way that you are is enough

     

    Everyone else in the room can see it

    Everyone else but you

     

    Baby you light up my world like nobody else

    The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

    But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful

    If only you saw what I can see

    You'll understand why I want you so desperately

    Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh

    That's what makes you beautiful

     

    So come on, you got it wrong

    To prove I'm right, I put it in a song

    I don't know why, you're being shy

    And turn away when I look into your eye eye eyes

     

    Everyone else in the room can see it

    Everyone else but you

     

    Baby you light up my world like nobody else

    The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

    But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful

    If only you saw what I can see

    You'll understand why I want you so desperately

    Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh

    That's what makes you beautiful

     

    (Na na na na na na na)

     

    Baby you light up my world like nobody else

    The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

    But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful

     

    Baby you light up my world like nobody else

    The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

    But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful

    If only you saw what I can see

    You'll understand why I want you so desperately

    Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe

    You don't know, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh

    You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh

    That's what makes you beautiful

     

    ————————————————————————

    Fortress Around Your Heart (Sting) - Shields Down, Captain

     

    Under the ruins of a walled city

    Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light.

    No flags of truce, no cries of pity;

    The siege guns had been pounding through the night.

    It took a day to build the city.

    We walked through its streets in the afternoon.

    As I returned across the fields I'd known,

    I recognized the walls that I once made.

    Had to stop in my tracks for fear of walking on the mines I'd laid.

     

    And if I've built this fortress around your heart,

    Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire,

    Then let me build a bridge, for I cannot fill the chasm,

    And let me set the battlements on fire.

     

    Then I went off the fight some battle that I'd invented inside my head.

    Away so long for years and years,

    You probably thought or even wished that I was dead.

    While the armies are all sleeping beneath the tattered flag we'd made.

    I had to stop in my tracks for fear of walking on the mines I'd laid.

     

    And if I've built this fortress around your heart,

    Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire,

    Then let me build a bridge, for I cannot fill the chasm,

    And let me set the battlements on fire.

     

    This prison has now become your home,

    A sentence you seem prepared to pay.

    It took a day to build the city.

    We walked through its streets in the afternoon.

    As I returned across the fields I'd known,

    I recognized the walls that I once made.

    Had to stop in my tracks for fear of walking on the mines I'd laid.

     

    And if I've built this fortress around your heart,

    Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire,

    Then let me build a bridge, for I cannot fill the chasm,

    And let me set the battlements on fire.

     

    ————————————————————————

    Call Me Maybe (Alex Groot Cover Of Carley Ray Jepsen) - Call Me, Maybe?

     

    I threw a wish in the well

    Don't ask me, I'll never tell

    I looked to you as it fell

    And now you're in my way

     

    I'd trade my soul for a wish

    Pennies and dimes for a kiss

    I wasn't looking for this

    But now you're in my way

     

    Your stare was holdin'

    Ripped jeans, skin was showin'

    Hot night, wind was blowin'

    Where you think you're going, baby?

     

    Hey, I just met you

    And this is crazy

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    It's hard to look right

    At you baby

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    Hey, I just met you

    And this is crazy

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    And all the other boys

    Try to chase me

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    You took your time with the call

    I took no time with the fall

    You gave me nothing at all

    But still, you're in my way

     

    I beg, and borrow and steal

    At first sight and it's real

    I didn't know I would feel it

    But it's in my way

     

    Your stare was holdin'

    Ripped jeans, skin was showin'

    Hot night, wind was blowin'

    Where you think you're going, baby?

     

    Hey, I just met you

    And this is crazy

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    It's hard to look right

    At you baby

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    Hey, I just met you

    And this is crazy

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    And all the other boys

    Try to chase me

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    Before you came into my life

    I missed you so bad

    I missed you so bad

    I missed you so, so bad

     

    Before you came into my life

    I missed you so bad

    And you should know that

    I missed you so, so bad

     

    It's hard to look right

    At you baby

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    Hey, I just met you

    And this is crazy

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    And all the other boys

    Try to chase me

    But here's my number

    So call me, maybe?

     

    Before you came into my life

    I missed you so bad

    I missed you so bad

    I missed you so, so bad

     

    Before you came into my life

    I missed you so bad

    And you should know that

     

    So call me, maybe?

  7. Myr
    Latest Entry

    By Myr,

    As we roll ever closer to Armeggedon... er.. the go date for GDPR, Invision, the software company for the forum software is releasing another update to specifically address the ongoing concerns of pretty much anyone running anything on the Internet.   We will be rolling the update ASAP.  It is set to release Tuesday (Today). 

    Some features in it:

    • Downloading personal data.  One of the requirements of GDPR is to be able to provide what personal data is tracked.  They've added a feature to create an export file of personal data.
    • Deleting Members.  We now have the option to anonymize data when we delete a member.  As a reminder, in most cases where users have content posted, we delete your account and leave the content per the Terms of Service you Agreed to upon joining and re-agreed to if you are logged in and reading this.  As a general rule, deleting content causes community disruption and we avoid that wherever possible.  But we can now easily strip said content of anything the EU considers to be personal data.
    • The Privacy Policy page gets more updates as well.  Currently, there are a lot of third-party services that integrate with the forum software and any of them that are used, have their own privacy policy.  The system will now automatically display said policies and thus allow us to simplify our own.

     

    We are also working through the bugs on the new story update as well.  This is the update that will put all the sorting and filtering right at your fingertips.  I leave you with a current image:

    image.png

    As you can see, we have the theme working on the test server.  This shows Stories I follow sorted by word count (most)

     

  8. Myr
    Latest Entry

    Of all the times Batman has been in movie form, the first two movies in Chris Nolan's reboot top them.  Batman Begins gives the gritty, more realistic and most important of all, less campy version of Batman.  This movie hit all the right notes and was only really topped by it immediate sequel, the Dark Knight.  (And then pissed away in that god-awful mess called the Dark Knight Rises.  I swear Nolan purposely trashed that movie so that no one would ask him to make another)

     

    Anyway, Batman Begins set the stage.  Well worth it.

     

  9. Renee Stevens
    Latest Entry

    By Renee Stevens,

    Hope everyone has had a great week this past week. Let's take a look at what happened in the various GA staff blogs.

     

     

    Anthologies

    • 2018 Fall Anthology: Fight Back - Due Nov 15th
    • 2018 Fall Anthology: Good Intentions - Due Nov 15th

     

    Blog Opportunities

    • Story Critique: Open to all GA authors. Sign up here.

    • Ask An Author: Send your questions for your favorite authors to @Carlos Hazday (no questions = no Ask An Author)

    • 3 Story Promo: Open to all GA Authors. PM Renee Stevens to participate.

    • Author Interview: Open to all GA Authors. PM Renee Stevens to participate.

    • Favorite Self-Written Story: Open to all GA authors. PM Renee Stevens to participate

    • Story Recommendations:  Open to all GA authors & readers. PM Renee Stevens to participate.

     

    Premium Updates:

    Harbinger by Cia *Premium*

     

    Classic Updates:

    Dancing with Madonna by Ronyx

    You Don't Know Me by Dabeagle

     

    Signature Updates:

    April Musings by Valkyrie

    Clouded Purity by Cynus; Book 2 of The Trial

    Denied by Cia

    Exes and Ohs by Headstall

    Mojo by AC Benus

     

    Promising Updates:

    Georgetown: As Time Goes By by Carlos Hazday; Book 9 of CJ

    Here Kitty, Kitty by Caz Pedroso

    The Horse on the Iceberg by Mikiesboy

    The Promise by Mikiesboy

     

    ***Check out this GA Classic***

     

    Desert Dropping

    DomLuka 

     

    Rory's mom just died and soon after the funeral his life is turned upside down when he finds out that his mom has contacted the father that he never knew. Now, he's forced to live in the desert with a family he doesn't know, a father he doesn't want to know, and to top it all off, Rory's gay and no longer has anyone to confide in. Friends will be made and the meaning of family will be found as Rory discovers that everything isn't so bad in the desert.

     

    Don't forget.... Read, Write, and REVIEW!!!

  10. Comicality
    Latest Entry

    By Comicality,

    There are going to be times, every now and again...when the written content of your stories may take a very dark turn, or veer off into situations that are somewhat uncomfortable for other readers to absorb as readily as they do some of your 'brighter' themes. This can be an intimidating atmosphere for you to thrive in. The gritty realities and graphic nature of the story that you want to tell may be too much for some of your readers to handle or understand. But, while there is the temptation to avoid darker themes and controversial material at all costs, especially with the sheer brutality of the typical ′internet comment section′ working against you...I say GO for it anyway! They′ll get over it. The people who pretend to be the most offended by the story you wrote have NO problem ripping the author to shreds with their opinions. So you might as well balance things out by treating them the same way when you′re writing what′s in your heart. Hehehe, that being said, there are ways to tell a ′heavy′ tale without having it totally wreck the lives of the people absorbing it for the first time. Still, there are some stories with sensitive, and sometimes disturbing, details that deserve to be told. Whether your reading public is ready for it or not isn′t your concern. They have the option to stop reading. Period. But, as a writer, you have the right to bleed through your words and tell your story any way that you see fit. You just have to find a way to keep things ′accessible′ so at least some of your audience can latch onto it, and appreciate it for what it is. That′s the topic that I′m going to tackle today. So let′s get DARK! :P

     

    The thing about many of these darker themed stories you may read online...is that they often come from a very personal place in the heart of the writer. It′s not always an author trying to be dark for the sake of being dark. Sometimes, it′s a much needed healing process, translated into fiction and created to convey some kind of message or express some sort of personal tragedy. Stories of loss, heartbreak, suicide, rape, physical or emotional abuse...they can be extremely hard to digest for some readers. And if they take it too close to heart, they may end up turning away from the project instead of dealing with the turmoil the story is putting them through. That′s understandable. But if this is a story that you really want to tell, something you really want to put out there for public consumption, then do it. Why not? Get it off of your chest. Share it with other people who might relate and feel even closer to the work than you do. You may touch something deep within them that they haven′t fully dealt with themselves. So every paragraph may end up being a therapy session for the both of you. Again, these stories are often very personal in nature. You′ll never find a more exposed artist than one who is delivering you an unrestricted look at their pain. There′s a rawness in it. Strip every piece of armor away and speak from the heart. It connects to an audience in a way that your ′happy go lucky′ romance stories just can′t. So, if you′ve been holding off on giving a dark themed story a try...maybe you′ll change your mind and step up to the plate after you finish this article.

     

    Hehehe, I′d love to read it! But, then again, I happen to be a very dark individual, myself, at times. So that′s just me.

     

    There are a lot of readers out there who use fiction as an escape from the problems and stressful impact of the world at large. They may be looking for something cheerful, or uplifting, or inspirational. But that may not be the kind of story that you want to tell. And that can shake a percentage of your audience out of their comfort zone in ways that they weren′t looking for and don′t appreciate in the long run. When it came to some very painful memories about my own past, and I felt the need to talk about it and add them to one or two of the stories that I was writing for the site...I had some difficulty with it at first. I dealt with some extremely abusive memories growing up in a household with a father that was...ummm, less than fatherly. I remember adding ′elements′ of that abusive relationship in a few stories, but I clearly wasn′t ready to tackle that situation yet. Especially when I added it (Briefly) to ″New Kid In School″. If you notice, that plot point was rather quickly written out of the story, and never brought up again. I simply wasn′t practiced enough to take the theme head on like I wanted to. Not at that time. In ″Gone From Daylight″, I tried to do the same, but it was a side story until I was more comfortable talking about it. However...when the time came where I really wanted to tell a ′no holds barred′ account from my personal experience with physical domestic abuse...I started writing ″My Only Escape″, and that was the right time for me to do so. That was my release. A lot of that story is autobiographical, and I still have moments where I have to deal with the aftermath of what happened way back then, even when I would rather leave it behind for good. But it was a story that I felt was dying to get out, and since it′s first chapter, I have received sooooo many emails from people who could relate in one way or another. Emails of support, and sympathy, and encouragement, as well as messages of people who had gone through similar experiences (Or who were younger, and experiencing them currently). I have NO regrets, whatsoever, about finally writing that story, and waiting for a time when I was emotionally stable enough to get it right. If you have a painful part of your past that you want to bring to the screen, and tell from a perspective that only others in your position can truly understand...then don′t wait. Do it. Pour your whole heart and soul into it. Let your voice be heard, and know that your writing had an impact on your readers that they′ll remember. Good or bad.

     

    Three things to remember when writing a story that may come off as a bit disturbing to your readers, are as follows...

     

    1. Give it meaning! If you′re going to sink into some truly dark themes and bring that into your story, make sure that you′re doing it for a legitimate reason. NOT for shock value. Shock value doesn′t last long, and will ultimately just become a part of your story that people would rather forget about instead of taking it to heart. If you′re going to have a rape scene, or a drug overdose...a suicide attempt, or someone battling terminal cancer...then I think writers should make sure that it is actually a part of the main character′s growth and evolution as a person. Don′t just throw it in there as some kind of sucker punch to your audience. That′s just plain MEAN! Hehehe! If a character of yours has recently beaten Leukemia? Then have that be a part of his or her personality. What outlook do they have on life now? Maybe they′re super excited to get back to living their lives. Maybe they′re angry at the time they lost battling the disease. Who knows? That′s up to you. But let it be known that the dark circumstances of the story had some meaning, and some impact on how the rest of the story plays out.
    2. Don′t go overboard! Scenes of extreme violence and sexual abuse are hard to read. If it′s a part of your story, and you don′t want to pull punches about the reality of what happened…then use your own judgment when it comes to what you say and what you don′t say. I′m not saying that you shouldn′t include some of the graphic details needed to get your point across...but keep in mind what your goal is. You don′t want to depress and disgust your audience. Evoking sympathy and an emotional bond, capable of getting your readership to cheer for your main character is great! But let′s not drag our readers down so low that they can′t recover. Learn to ′allude′ to certain parts of your story, and go into painful details about others. As always, its important to find a balance. Don′t ′bully′ your audience into sharing a truly disgusting experience in a way that overpowers every other aspect of the story that you′re trying to tell. I think it′s important to not let the dark content take center stage, when it′s the characters and how they deal with the content that should be the focus of your story.
    3. Give us hope! No matter how horrible a character′s life may seem, no matter how graphic you are with the details of their suffering...readers will struggle through it if they think there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Give us a few brief glimpses of joy. A possible solution to the tragedies they′re facing from chapter to chapter. If all you′re bringing to the table kis pain and murder and rape and misery...your audience will eventually get turned off and go elsewhere for a story that doesn′t make them feel like shit every time they read it. BUT...if you dispense some truly awful scenes here and there, but combine them with possible ways out of their situation...opportunities to experience some level of happiness if only they could get away...then people will keep reading. They may be disturbed and disgusted by the events that are currently taking place...but with just a few hints at a hopeful outcome, they will continue to read to see if things get better or that justice is served for the character involved. Be proud of that. It means that you told a great story and that people sympathize with your situations, no matter how dark they may be. This doesn′t mean that every story has to have a happy ending. It just means that you have to give your readers a break from the misery every now and then, to let them believe that things are not as dark as they may seem. At least for a little while. Think of it the same way as swimming underwater. Let your readers come up to the surface for a breath of fresh air every now and then before they drown. K?

     

    The world isn′t always a happy place. Not by any means. And the stories of the abused, the less fortunate, and those in turmoil, are just as important as the uplifting stories that are told elsewhere. But there′s a skillful way to deliver that message without sending your audience running for the hills.

    As always, I hope this helps you out! And I′ll be back soon for more! ((Hugz))

     

  11. Billy Martin
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    President Bartlet: Good. I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.
    Dr. Jenna Jacobs: I don’t say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.
    President Bartlet: Yes, it does. Leviticus.
    Dr. Jenna Jacobs: 18:22.
    President Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I had you here. I’m interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She’s a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be?

    While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself, or is it okay to call the police?

    Here’s one that’s really important ’cause we’ve got a lot of sports fans in this town: Touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point?

    Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side?

    Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads?

     

    What Bartlet says in this TV show, is indeed chapter and verse. Further, the point he is making is a very valid point. A point I too hold. For whatever reason, that was the law, but then the law was fulfilled.

     

    I once prayed for God to let me know if being gay, active or inactive, was a sin. A three word verse came to me as my answer.

     

    God is love.

     

    Peace

    Billy

  12. If you have somehow stumbled through life and not read this, you really should.  I just loved that the history department head at my school, assigned this book.   Far too many of the current generation indoctrinated on BS need something to wake them up.

     

  13. Hope everyone has had a great week so far. It's time for this weeks writing prompts. If you're stuck, or you're considering writing for the first time, these might be perfect for you. Don't forget that stories under 1,000 words must be posted as part of a collection.

     


     

    Prompt 670 – Creative

    Tag – First Line

    “After this, I never want to see you again.”

     

    Prompt 671 - Challenge

    Tag – Historical Fiction

    Authors like to write in a genre that they are comfortable with. Some genres require more work than others. Your challenge is to write a scene or story that is set in a particular time period. Think Victorian, Elizabethan, World War I, Colonial America, or another time period. You’ll need to research the clothes, tools, items, attitudes, and language so everything is appropriate. Good Luck.

     


     

    Don't forget to share your prompt responses from last week!

  14. Please join the Author Promotion Team in congratulating Aceinthehole as GA's newest promoted author! Aceinthehole has been a member of GA for approximately two years and during that time, he has written five novels and over 800,000 words to share with the members here at GA! His current story Tales of the Underground: Blinded is over 175,000 words. If you want to read more from Aceinthehole, you can visit his author page (and check out his new banner while you're there).

     

    Please join us in congratulating Aceinthehole on his well deserved promotion.

     

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  15. For those who noticed my status update, my Dad was jailed over the weekend for driving under the influence.  He had gone out of town for a golfing trip and this happened.  I don't know the details and I'm not sure I want to.

     

    Also, my aunt has an aggressive cancer that may be incurable.  We are waiting to hear on that as well.

     

    So, things are not great.  

     

    I have decided to write a few stories that cheer me up, and usually make me laugh or smile when I tell them.  Cause damn i really need that right now.  I am going to share them here.  

     

    The first one is about my first trip to New Orleans.  I went with my friend, who I am calling R, and we met up with @joann414 and her friend, D.  It was my first vacation after a really rough year, and I wanted to get a full experience, so I naturally rented a room at the most haunted hotel I could find.  I did not share this with R until we were already there. That was a mistake.  

     

    R does not like ghosts.  She was not thrilled when I shared the history of the hotel with her, she outright refused to check out Marie Laveau's shop and somewhat reluctantly joined me on a walking tour of some of New Orlean's most haunted places.  I was having a blast.  I loved the walking tour (which was on our last night there).  R did not.  She was freaked out by all the stories we were told (granted, some of them were pretty gruesome).  We get back to our hotel, set our cell phone alarms as usual, and go to sleep.

     

    Well, Cassie went to sleep.  R laid awake for a while, thinking about ghosts.  And quietly freaking out.

     

    Right at midnight, the radio alarm went off.  Which we never set.  Full volume.

     

    R sits up in the bed and starts screaming bloody murder.  Cassie is woken up and confused, as it is dark, the alarm is still going off and R is still screaming.  I finally get the lamp turned on, turn off the alarm.  R is out of bed at this point and is insisting that we leave right away.  

     

    It is still the middle of the night.

     

    I am trying to calm her down, telling her that there are no ghosts in the room, when the radio alarm which I am holding in my hand, goes off again.  We end up yanking it from the outlet, and hiding it in the closet for the rest of the night.  

     

    I am sure the cleaning staff came in and set it by accident.  But still, when we were getting ready to leave, we filled out the comment card:  "Room is haunted. Otherwise, had a great stay!"

     

    R has not gone back to New Orleans since.

     

    * * *

     

    Another story is from when I first moved to my current hometown and was working at the hospital.  It was the holidays and I had Christmas off, but had to work Christmas Eve.  Every Christmas Eve, without fail, all of the family gets together, usually at my Grandma's house, and we eat, drink, and open gifts (but mostly drink).  I got off work Christmas Eve and went to meet my sister at my parent's house.  Because of reasons, we leave a little bit late, around 6.  It usually takes around an hour and a half to get to Grandma's.  Since we were both moved here fairly recently, my sister was going to use her Garmin GPS to guide us to Grandma's.  

     

    Now Grandma lives in a very small, kind of run down town with very spotty cell reception.  Just FYI.  We start off and everything looks good at first.  We are following the directions that the Garmin gives us (well, my sister is driving, I am mostly looking around and delivering witty commentary).  Garmin takes us down this long ass road that looks like something out of a horror movie.  Narrow, poorly lit, with tall woods on each side.  I question our directions and then gleefully start telling my sister that if we were in a horror movie, this is where the car would break down and then a crazy guy comes out of the woods to chase us down before killing us.  My sister is hissing at me to "shut up, shut up, shut up".

     

    We notice a strange, flickering light in the distance.  We joke about UFOs.  We get closer and discover that it is a house that has caught fire.  On Christmas Eve.  (Foreshadowing IRL)!  There are already cops and firefighters on the scene, so we are forced to turn around.  But it is okay.  We have the Garmin.  

     

    Garmin flips out when we turn around.  We are sent down back roads, dirt roads, roads that don't have names.  A half hour later, we went up right back in front of the house that is on fire.  

     

    Somewhere during this entire fiasco, we decided that we should call our dad and see if he had some better directions than heading down some unnamed road in the middle of the nowhere.  Cell reception where Grandma lives is spotty, so we are unsure if this is going to work, but we were lost and desperate.  We also both had to pee really badly at that point, and there was nowhere open because it was Christmas Eve.  

     

    My aunt (the one battling cancer) answers the phone and she is, predictably, drunk.  Either the reception is so bad that she can't make out what we are asking, or she is too drunk to get it, because she is wanting to know if we are going to be there in time to open presents and if I like my new job.  We finally get our dad on the line and I try to explain best I can where we are at and how we got there.  His response was that he had no idea where we were and what kind of directions we were following.  

     

    We finally had to ask the police officer who was turning traffic around at the house if she knew how to get to where we needed to go.  She did, and the directions were so easy and simple that I wanted to throw the Garmin out of the window and run it over with our car.  

     

    We get to Grandma's around nine o clock that night.  We had missed dinner, but there were plenty of leftovers and once I had a deep fried turkey leg in one hand and a margarita my dad made me in the other, I was a pretty happy camper.  

     

    Those are two of my favorite stories, happening the way I remember.  I like them.  If anyone wants to share their own, they are more than welcome to, but I just needed to do something to lift my spirits because I have a feeling things are about to get really bad.  I hope I'm wrong.  

  16. So, I would imagine that many members here wont remember who I am.  i've not been active for a while because... well, life gets in the way sometimes doesn't it?

     

    8 Years ago last week, I started a relationship right here on GA.  I met Paya right here, and our friendship blossomed into something more.  I was in the UK, he was in the Czech Republic. We had a long distance relationship for 2 years, before finally moving to London together 6 years ago.

     

    This is just a quick stop by to where it all began, to announce that yesterday - We got Married.  Yes, another GA wedding.

     

    We were lucky enough that our friends from GA, Bleu and Jian, were at our ceremony as guests - I told them they were our GA ambassadors for the day.

     

    Now... not to rush away, but a honeymoon awaits.

     

    All the best.

     

    West

  17. methodwriter85
    Latest Entry

    Can someone make it stop? Please?

    Ugh. I miss the days when I only really cared about the next party I was going to and whether or not I'd pass my classes.

    Backstory:

    I've been using Medicaid since 2015. I got rejected for this year because I made 61 cents over the limit. 61 cents.

    So now basically I need to work less if I want to get my Medicaid back, or I have to buy insurance on the Marketplace. And I've got to get this all done by June 21st or else I won't be able to get discounted insurance on the Marketplace.

    Although I guess it's progress that I'm now on the edge of eligibility. I mean, in 2014, I made like 2500 dollars total.

     

    Anyway, I'm going to spend the next couple of weeks trying to work less, and then I'll re-apply for Medicaid. I really only care about this because I don't want to pay the tax penalty.

  18.  

    You all know that tim is a dear, dear friend.  And you may have gathered that was me he was talking about in the blog.

     

    Well, i wanted to update you on some things.

     

    First off, about 3 weeks ago, i was told that i had to limit my coffee to just 2 cups (ok they are 20 ounce cups) and that i wasn’t to have a can of soda with lunch anymore.  i am to drink at least one 32 ounce bottle of water a day, and look to increasing that. i have noticed some changes from just this little change. i’m not snacking in the afternoon, and not falling asleep on the couch as soon as my butt hits it.  i may have noticed a difference in my skin, but too soon to tell on that. At this point i'm at about 1 and ½ bottles a day.

     

    What makes this so challenging for me is that i really dislike water.  It’s sometimes got a funny taste, or it’s got no taste at all so why bother?  There’s also this thing that i can’t drink cold beverages that aren’t like GLACIAL cold. As soon as the water in the bottle, cup or glass has no ice, i’m done.  What’s helped greatly, besides tim’s encouragement, is that i’m adding limes, lemons, mint, and cucumber to my water. i’ve found a water bottle that has a little basket thing in it for just this reason.  Lime and cucumber are so far the winner!

     

    So that’s one change i’ve made.

     

    After talking with tim last week, in a conversation that was the precursor to the blog post, i committed to trying “refrigerator oatmeal” every day for breakfast.  i’m not a breakfast eater, not hungry in the morning. In fact, the thought of food in the morning turns my stomach. i chose this as it would be the easiest thing for me in the morning, as mornings with 17 year olds can be rather hectic.  he and i talked about recipes, his is in the blog, and i looked up several different versions. i bought some nice plastic bowls with tight fitting lids, the old fashioned rolled oats, some good cinnamon, golden and regular raisins.

     

    i’m using ½ cup oats, and about a tablespoon of each type of raisin and a healthy sprinkle of cinnamon.  i shake it up to mix it, then cover it with milk. i’m using 2% lowfat. i’ve found that putting it together takes no time at all, and i’m doing it right after dinner, while the kitchen is being cleaned up.

     

    So, i’m on day 3 as i write this and there are a few things i’ve begun to notice. Most impressive is that i've not forgotten my breakfast at home once. After getting past the whole “But oatmeal should be hot” thing, i'm able to eat it all. i’m also ready to eat lunch at lunchtime. Previously, i wasn’t always ready to eat at noon. Surprising me the most is that yesterday and today, i was actually hungry by the time i got to work. This, y'all this, is big.

     

    Just thought i'd let you know what’s happening, and maybe show you that what tim was talking about, eating real food, doesn’t have to be a big production.

     

     

    If you missed the original blog post, you can find it HERE

    my thanks always to tim, he's always been so encouraging and is so very dear to my heart 

  19. I believe you should eat when you are hungry, so not necessarily three meals a day. I don't always eat breakfast. So, today my very dear friend said she was hungry.  Tra-la-la ... So eat!  Ah, but there is the rub. It was breakfast time and she's at work.

     

    I was a bit growly this morning, snappish, so when she showed me a picture of a package of Instant Oatmeal with maple syrup and brown sugar, I was bitter. I said, get some real food. 

     

    While it's better than some things, instant oatmeal is chopped up so small, so it will 'cook' when boiling water is poured over it, or it's microwaved. 

     

    And because it's so small, your gut has nothing to do, except absorb all the sugar and flavouring in it.  You will be hungry again in an hour. The glycemic load of instant oats is higher than large flake, so they offer less sustained energy than do the large flake.

     

    Please, please please, eat REAL FOOD!  Please do not say, tim, I do not have time, or tim, this is much too hard. Because neither are true. 

     

    My go to muesli is simple, good for you, it tastes good and you can make up a lot of it, keep it in dry form and then just add milk before you go to bed.  Or a quick search on the internet will bring up a ton of recipes if you want them.  Or use your slow cooker to make oatmeal ... mmmm it's warm, creamy and waiting for you in the morning. I've used this one: https://simple-nourished-living.com/crock-pot-apple-oatmeal/

     

    I have 5 small plastic tubs they each hold about 1.5 cups.  What do i do with them?  Make muesli, of course!  I put in each:

     

    1/3 cup of large flake oats
    1 tablespoon (approx, or to your taste) each:  seedless raisins and pecans, or dried cranberries and walnuts.

    A small sprinkling of saigon cinnamon (or whatever you have)

    Put the lids on and add milk to cover each night.

     

    Sometimes i will add a couple of tablespoons of finely grated carrot for a change and sweetness.

    Personally do not add sugar or honey, but if you think you need it go ahead. But the dried fruit and carrots if you use them will add sweetness.
    Add some seeds if you like, such as sunflower or chia.

     

    Just cover with your preferred milk ... we use skim, but you can use whatever including nut milks.  But please make sure you leave it in the fridge overnight! You can warm in the microwave if you don't like really cold foods. Like me ... room temperature.  I've been know to heat ice cream slightly.

     

    Invest a little time to eat healthier breakfasts. It's fast and better for you, and also less expensive.

     

     

    Enjoy and eat healthy!!

  20. quokka
    Latest Entry

    Hey folks.

    Just letting you know that my next story - Youth Detained is currently with my editor, and I will be posting the first chapter next week hopefully.

    It is a very short story, with just 3 chapters.

    The next story after that, will be - Detained, a story that I had posted a few years back, which has been a favourite of most of my followers, so stay tuned, as that will be arriving in May / June.

    Regards Preston

  21. CarlHoliday
    Latest Entry

    Back in October my VA shrink told me she could no longer see me long term. I was to be sent outside the VA. Well, my outside mental health provider took me off Seroquel and put me on Lithium in addition to my existing prescription for Valproic Acid (Depakote). As the Lithium dosage increased to a therapeutic level the tremors in my hands and arms increased until I could no longer hold my medication in the palm of my hand without it jumping out before I had a chance to put it in my mouth. I couldn’t hold a glass of water without the water sloshing out. But, the worse problem as far as I’m concerned is that I can no longer type without great effort. My fingers simply do not go where I tell them.

     

    As a result, my story “A Love Story” will end at chapter thirteen. Future stories will be put on hold until such time that I can type sufficiently without having to stop and go back to fix some niggling error.

     

  22. How to Start this, I would hope we all would have particular questions, and input on how important Life is, and what we see ourselves contributing to life ...? do we question or even ask what do we care if anything about others in this world, I mean sure we all have lives to lead and our own choices to make each day...But even at that people watch to see how we act and respond to even critical circumstances we deal with daily ( or should be dealing with) lets' face it, it is a fact people are watching in the shadows and monitoring our life' We are under the Scope of people looking for examples to apply in their own life, we need each other, and I believe were created to need each other. Everyone has something they can do or share with others that help us through daily Issues, everyone has the same Capacity to give and share Valued input to make life a little easier, or just encourage others how to move forward in their struggles, without the consideration of doom and worthlessness... My Heart Says Everyone has Value and worth and should not just be ignored because they can't see how to apply it in their life. I praised our Teens for their stands on Safety in their schools, and the Magnificent way they handled themselves! A display of honor and Integrity that they created certainly embarrassing points directed at adults and with righteous means. Our teens are our Future, Important to our lives as well as future generations... I will be the first to admit they still need Adult and senior guidance, but they are Part of the Importance of life, we need to corporately come together and listen and consider and share with an open mind not dictating, but with Mutual respect and admiration. If there is one thing I have learned when we hurt and ignore teens is when we have rebellion and confusion. the same principle works for adults and Seniors and the trickle-down effect can make or destroy a person we tend to put the fire and passion for responsibility... out before it has a chance to get some good hot coals going, and in the process discouraging others to even try again because of our results, being premature in accepting that anyone else can give proper input. We need to know it's not all about "Me" the importance of life is to mentor and guide and teach and remain Teachable and when we share these Standards with each other we form a strong "UNBREAKABLE BOND" that has been the Value of Changes of life That has been the Strength and standard of life for centuries! I have found My boys ( where I work) even though they have been to hell and back can be changed ( from Trauma ) and taught to lead in a manner that is beneficial not just to them but to society, and in doing so gives them Part ownership in the very Future they will be living in...!! The importance of life is not Complacency but One of Options and opportunities... So are we helping Each other to get there...? or are we being the stumbling block Not just to the teens, but to each other...!! I am curious about your thoughts and if you agree or disagree if you see and feel the same way, what are your feelings I encourage all ( Teens, Adults and Senior's)  to get involved and work out between ourselves what the world can't seem to do... find a common ground being openminded and encouraging is the Only requirement... this is not a Gripe session... consider it E/I to all of us to learn and teach what seems to be Lacking,  and why I think we may be having a lot of the Issues ... we Can change on a small scale and take it to a bigger scale we all just need to get out of our comfort zone and realize Change is part Of the Importance of Life, But means Nothing when we fail to do our Individual Parts in it. I love dealing with teens, they are serious about their passions and compassion, the only one who is not are the ones who continually are shut down and led to believe they are not important...But if we are "HONEST" with ourselves we as adults and seniors chose the same means to not have to deal with change and opportunities and options sitting right in our faces...!!!! so Talk to Me I welcome your Input...!!!:yes::heart:

  23. stephanie l danielson
    Latest Entry

    For those that don't follow me on a regular basis, I have been pushing myself to write despite a badly sprained wrist for the past 3+ weeks. I wear a splint day and night and have to have assistance with the craziest simple things like putting socks on or even picking up anything over 2 lbs.  I was diagnosed with carpal tunnel at 18 yrs old, but a night of overzealous knitting pushed it over the edge, and I'm still paying for it.  

    That said, I was able to finish a story in two months time :)  Now to edit. :(

    That's the fast.

    The slow part is the painful, horrible process of trying to find work. I live in a medium town, but not many opportunities over minimum wage.  I have two college degrees and loads of experience, but no one is willing to pay a decent salary. Or become a nurse. NO thank you. I get enough abuse as it is.  So, my only option is to cross the river...which means a 45-60 minute commute at least, daily. Not fun...but it's my only doable option until I either become the next JK Rowling....or start a side business.

    So...my life is slow at home, with my surviving cat (my girl died 6 weeks ago, and I am still coping with her sudden loss)...and husband.  

    Slow is not a bad thing, but unemployment will run out soon...so keep me in your prayers that someone will see I have worth again and not too old to work. :)

     

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