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  • Myr

    RIP - Comicality - May 1975 -- April 2024

    By Myr

    I have been following Comicality since New Kid in School first showed up on Nifty in 1998.  I started exchanging emails with him that long ago.  We've been online friends since.  When the opportunity arose for me to start Gay Authors in Sep 2002, Comicality was the first author with us.  When we opened the forums at the very end of July in 2003, it only took me a few days to get Comicality on the forums.  Back then he was on a WebTV... He continued to grow and grow as an author branching ou
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it's 2:42 am...

... do you know where your husband is? Or better yet, do you know where mine is?   So my Sweetie is in bed sleeping again, and my Luvuh just bailed on me for warmer, cushier places that provide rest, and my Angel has long since been snoozing and here I am up and all alone... *sigh*   I have the next two days off and I'm not working superbowl so that's awesome!   I got a letter from Tobi today I miss him, but he seems like he's doing really well and gonna be done soon and missing us li

viv

viv

Busted chapter 18

[Right, this is where we find that my exposure to firing ranges is almost entirely through cop shows and Mythbusters]   Tuesday evening Joe dashed out of work late. It was 6:30 and he had to meet Steve at the range for seven. There wasn't time for him to get home and change, so he was stuck dressed for work. He was pretty sure a suit wasn't appropriate dress to go learn how to shoot things, but he didn't have a whole lot of choice.   The firing range was in a nondescript brick building by an

TheZot

TheZot

It's not you; it's me

So I've been thinking a lot about the qualities and characteristics I require in someone before I have a serious relationship with them and I've come to an unfortunate conclusion...I'm impossibly picky. I mean basically my criteria are such that they have to be impossibly gorgeous, brilliant, witty, and morally virtuous. All without being vain, condescending, mean, or holier-than-thou. They also need to be suitably unconventional, easy going and all around non-stodgy, and WANT me without N

AFriendlyFace

AFriendlyFace

Four more weeks

I went to an orthopedic surgeon on Tuesday and he said to come back in four weeks, not to do any exercises or physical exertion, and definitely don't go to work. Four more weeks of doing what I've been doing for the last four weeks, except not going to physical therapy. Rest my wrist for four weeks. If it's not better, then he'll do an MRI and see if there's a tear that needs to be repaired.   The long and short of it is that I'm very depressed, so depressed I'm actually trying to remember to

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Busted chapter 17

[Writing things like this on the train is a really surreal experience. I think I won't do that again -- it's tough enough to get past the puritan mores and write it in the first place. Luckily for me I was wearing a heavy jacket... (And yes, Joe gets laid, so be warned. Or encouraged. Whatever)]   Joe should have gone out to the club. He knew he ought to. He could dance. He could laugh. He could see Alex.   And that was why he didn't.   Guilt had gnawed at him ever since he'd left Steve Ru

TheZot

TheZot

Busted chapter 16

[you know it's not going to be this easy. Be honest. You know that. This was originally chapter 15, but I needed a flashback, so it isn't]   Toby's scream brought Chris to his feet. The boy was lying on the ground on the other side of the pool, holding his knee and crying. Chris crossed the distance in four strides, almost falling himself as he ran on the hot concrete patio blocks that ringed the pool. He was there in seconds, cradling Toby as he cried.   "Sh, sh, it's okay. Papa's here, To

TheZot

TheZot

morning

My professor of literature and the occult, Dr Heim, died this past weekend, may he rest in peace. He knows now the truth of what he spent most of his life seeking out.   In the meantime, I have a new professor, with a very different attitude about how to run the class. Dr. Heim had an awesome policy: tardy? what is that? Attendance? -bleh, people come or they don't thats their business and what matters is if they know the material come exam time... which is also their business. My new professo

Demetz

Demetz in Demetz

Finally! A Fairy Tale!

Well, I did actually manage to write something for the Fairy Tale Anthology. I had given up completely last week--after trying for MONTHS to come up with something. I had lots of ideas that seemed good initially, but when I tried to actually write them I couldn't get anything to work. So I gave up. Decided to just throw in the towel and not worry about it.   Yeah...right. Don't even ask me how many assignments I didn't complete when I was in school. I was one of those hopelessly geeky

Luc

Luc

Busted chapter 15

[This is a flashback. It needs a good transition into it, but it doesn't have one right now]   Nine year old Chris Gagnon huddled under his blanket. It was partly because even in Arizona, April nights were cold. It was partly because he was a little afraid of his dad, who was drunker than normal. But it was mostly because it was 9:30 and past his bedtime, and he still had eight pages of the newest Alpha Flight comic to read.   It wasn't the really newest issue, but it was the newest one he c

TheZot

TheZot

Impossible? Maybe, maybe not

Ok, so I know I haven't been very active lately, but that's because I've been working on a few writing projects and doing some planning for the next couple of years. Yes, I said years. I have a goal in mind, and I need to give myself a lot of time to achieve it.   Reader: So, Nick, what kind of goal takes two years? Me: Becoming a published author Reader: (Snickers)But Nick, you can't even get yourself Hosted at Gay Authors....how the hell are you going to be published at all, let alone in t

NickolasJames8

NickolasJames8

Busted chapter 14

[Mmm, suspense! I think. I've been practicing some new things with all this. Short sentences. Characters thoughts. cliffhangers! All sorts of things. It's been interesting]   Joe's head whipped around. Standing at the corner of the house was the last person he expected to see.   "Alex?" Joe asked. A little thrill went down his spine, right to his crotch. It was a good thing he'd worn the speedos after all. They were snug enough to keep any reactions

TheZot

TheZot

Surprised...

So the week has been pleasantly surprising. OK so it all really started on a Wednesday about two weeks prior. I was doing one of my usually evening IM sessions with Viv and she mentioned that she was going to Disneyland on Sunday and asking if I was gonna go. I was like damn that is just bad timing all around. I had family arriving back from a cruise that day and got christened the chauffeur that was to usher them home from the LA pier.   So I had to decline the invite to meet her in a fairl

shadowgod

shadowgod

Howard Stern's shocking past

Ok, so maybe not. I went onto You Tube looking for some west coast rap about a week ago and came across something I never new existed....West Coast Soft Rock. Don't ask me...anyway, I found this old clip of what looks appears to be Howard Stern singing the song people always here at the grocery store or in an elevator.

NickolasJames8

NickolasJames8

Busted, chapter 13

[i'm not sure if this is filler, setup (since it's only ~1200 words), or an introduction of more characters. But at least we learn something important -- Steve drinks domestic beer. (oh, the horror. The horror! )]   Joe pulled into the driveway of Steve's house at five minutes to two. The house was like all the others on the block. It was a neighborhood of older houses, middle class since the time they were built a century or more ago. They were all two-story buildings, old enough to have por

TheZot

TheZot

I passed, I passed!

Well, I didn't flunk out of law school. I just got my last grade today, even though my exams ended Dec. 22. I've been such a stress case (well okay, even more than usual) for an entire month. My grades seem horrible to me, but there's this dumbass curve and I think the average for a class isn't allowed to be above like 2.6, so I suppose it's all sort of relative. At any rate, I'm just glad I'm still here.   Also, it's 12 degrees here. Twelve. Two days ago I had my window open.

lagomorph

lagomorph

Nothing to say....*shrug*

So depending on how long you've been here, you may have noticed ive not bogged in a while.       To be honest I've had anything to blog about. Now believe it or not that's something I'm very grateful for. If you know the history of this blog then you'll know the last year and a half has been filled with enough drama to last my life time. I never thought for a second when I sent that first PM to Myr, pouting over how Ben (Boyneedstherapy) could have a blog and I couldn't that the

Davey

Davey

From the Dark Side . . . Wasted

Early this week, probably Tuesday night, I was watching an episode of CSI: Miami when I experienced something I haven't experienced in quite a while because I don't watch television when I'm on the road. Oh, I catch a program or two in trucks stops, but I don't have a television in my truck so whatever entertainment I utilize comes via the internet or what I have saved on the laptop. Anyway, this particular episode triggered a shot of adrenalin quickening by pulse, changing my breath rate, and t

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday


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