It gets kind of zen after awhile, life is a journey, time is a river, the door is ajar.
Jim ButcherTag: fiction science-fiction
How often do you ignore a dream, dismiss it as fantasy and then see echoes of the dream around you the following day? What if a dream were the forewarning of what will become your reality; if you are being told within the world of a dream what may occur in the near or distant future, but your mind mangles the truth and information so much that you discard it as fiction?
Samantha RobertsonTag: fiction dream premonition forewarning
Every fiction has its base in fact.
Gayle FormanTag: inspirational fiction life-lesson
What you believe determines the way you feel and act... but it doesn't change the truth.
Steve HoltTag: fiction science-fiction mystery
...I tried to pretend that what we were enacting was nothing more than an intricate kind of handshake." ~Malcolm
Kathleen MaherTag: spiritual fiction irreverent-humor indie cult-technique
I went to say no, but I winced as I pulled my tooth out of my lip.
I was absolutely hopeless. In a two minute period my front curls had
started to go straight due to my constant brushing them behind my ears
and I was pretty sure my lip was bleeding. Frustrated I pushed myself off of
the couch with a huff and walked around the glass coffee table to head for
the kitchen.
“I've made you angry.”
“No.”
Darren got up and cut me off in the middle of the room. “Yes, I did.
You're angry with me.”
“No, not with you.”
“Then what's wrong?”
“I'm angry with myself.
Movie. What's my favorite kind of movie?”
“Is there a point to this?”
“Please, Lucy. What's my favorite movie?”
“Horror. Why?”
“No reason,” I sighed as I slouched back in the chair.
“And would you stop that! Please? It's distracting,” she said as she
slammed her hand down on top of mine to stop me from twirling my ring.
I jerked my hand out from under hers so I could cross my arms over my
chest.
“What's with you today?” Her tone was saturated with distaste.
“Nothing.”
“Well, you're being awfully annoying for nothing to be wrong,” she
retorted. “Go ahead, Josh. I'm listening now.”
I could feel the cold emanating from her and flowing in my direction. It
had been this way for a while I just didn't want to see it.
Danny and Josh looked at me and then awkwardly focused on other
things.
Tag: fiction anger fiction-writing danny for-danny
Well, I would tell Danny. I'd probably edit for Josh. That is if there was
anything worth editing.
“Joshua Roberts, you had better get your butt on the move!” Danny
hollered as he walked down the stairs.
I was nervously waiting for them to leave as I pretended to watch TV in
the front room.
“We're going to be late.”
“So the hair crisis is under control I see.”
“A stray hair will never win between a bottle of gel and a gay man,” he
declared with a smile. “Joshua!”
“I'm coming. I'm coming.”
I heard his sandals click on the stairs and I waited to see if the mental
image matched the real one. To my non surprise it did.
Tag: fiction fiction-writing danny gay-romance gay-and-lesbian for-danny
Don't worry I won't embarrass you. I'm just going to check out his
friends. Maybe his grades and definitely his track record with the ladies.”
“Jackson Ryan Taylor, I swear to whatever holy being there maybe that
I will personally rip you a...”
“Whoa, calm down. She's violent,” he whispered only for Danny. “Can't I
be concerned?”
“Yes, so long as you keep your mouth shut.”
“What?”
“Not a word, Jack. I mean it.”
“Moira...”
“Not a word!”
I stormed out of the bathroom and that was the end of that
conversation
Tag: love fiction big-brother danny for-danny
It was one of those late summer days trying its best to convince everyone that winter would never seep through and ravage the earth.
A.J. WainesTag: fiction crime psychological-thriller fictional-london
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