Reflections of the past, realities of the present, and hopes for the future. These aren't prompts, and anything could wind up here, from poetry to monologues. It's all about words, and the forms they lead us to.
This is a story about the precarious balance between life and death, and love and hate. Chester is perched on a knife edge, looking back instead of forward because he has secrets... shameful ones, and he has never felt so alone. Is peace ever going to be his?
How can we be sure we're making the right choice in who we love? What do we do with the doubts we feel? This is what Paul is facing, and suddenly, it all becomes too much. Walking away seems the right path to take, but, he doesn't want to hurt Chris... he really doesn't....
Drake's family is a challenge, but they're not his only one on an unavoidable family weekend. One ex-boyfriend cancels at the last minute, and another ex-boyfriend fills in, just so Drake has company when he comes face to face with his original ex for the first time since their breakup. And oh yeah, there's a wedding.
We met Maurice and David in The Watcher. This story stands alone, but it might be more enjoyable if you read The Watcher first. These are two men of a seasoned vintage, and both, separately, have suffered great loss. This is a quick peek into their lives a month after a fateful meeting in the park.
This is a third peek into the lives of Maurice and David. They have found each other later in their lives, and are learning to navigate something unexpected. A newfound love. This story stands alone, but will resonate better if you have read the first two installments.
A refuge can be a place, or a person. Sometimes, it's both. Just like scars. We can carry them on the outside, or on the inside. Sometimes, it's both. Wiley Burch is a cowboy on the run. He never bargained for being someone's target, but it appears his luck has run out... or has it?
Blake has a wish. He wants someone for himself. Someone who sees him... really sees him. Living his life in the background was understandable; at least he'd forever told himself so. But, he was changing. His entire family was living their fairy tale lives. Didn't he deserve a chance to do the same?
It's two days before Christmas, and things aren't going to plan. Rory has been boxed in to a trying situation, and the vicious weather only makes it worse. Can he survive both the storm and the homophobic Clint?