Well I sent in my anthology entry, which is actually a pretty amazing feat considering that an hour before I sent it in, I didn't even know if I was going to be writing anything. I had no idea for a plot, for characters or how the story would even end. Hell, i didn't even send it to my editor. I just took a chance and let my fingers do what they wanted, then I read it back a few times before I mailed it off to CJ. Hopefully it's good enough to be included this year.
In other news, I've sent the
ok, so I know that I haven't been updating all of my stories as much as I should be. I only turned in one update for Staking My Claim this week, and I posted the collabo with Graeme and Yaalc. The reaction I've gotten for that has been mostly positive, especially some of the emails. They're very sweet, and I appreciate the support.
I pounded out a new chapter of What's the Difference early this morning, but because of Padre's day, I haven't had time to do much else. I will say that a new chapt
....take a chill pill. People are taking things way too seriously these days.
Not just here on GA, but irl too. Here's a prime example of what I'm talking about::::
I was driving to school this morning and happened to be driving through a school zone. Now, the flashing sign said 25MPH, but i was going about 15. Anyway, the crossguard (a big blubbery old lady) practically steps off the curb to yell at me to slow down. Now, before I go any further, I should mention that I was the ONLY car go
It's been a while since my last entry, and it's because I've been feeling sorry for myself over things that happened here at home and not up to posting anything. Until yesterday.
Let me start from the beginning.
I got my license on May 21st and was soooo excited about driving my car to work. Unfortuanately, my dad needed my car because he had to drop his off at the dealership, so I took him to Charles Barker (the dealership) and then drove to work. he dropped me off and all I could think
Warning:::: Potentially Offensive Rant Ahead
Jerry Falwell is dead. For whatever reason, that news amuses some people. I think there's nothing to celebrate, and the mere fact that someone had the gutter mentality that it takes to celebrate that news on their blog is rather shocking, but then I guess there's not too much to be surprised about.
People love to hate. I don't have anything good to say about Falwell's twisted views on gay's and abortion. I know he said something stupid aft
Okay, so i've been stewing about this for almost a week now, and I think I'm ready to get it off of my chest: I'm pissed off at the moronic voters here in the United States. How in the hell could they have voted Phill off of American Idol and kept that lousy ass Jordan....I'm sooo ticked off.
So anyway, thats my rant for the week. I havent had a lot of time to write, but I'm gonna work on a chapter tomorrow night when i get home from work and then I'll try to pound another one out by Friday
Well, we're supposed to be leaving for Jacksonville within the hour, but no ones even up yet(except for me) and I have to wonder what time we'll really be going. I get the sneaking suspicion that I could have gone to school today, which kinda ticks me off, but oh well. This whole trip is irritating me , but I guess I don't have a choice.
I already know what's going to happen:
My dad's gonna be in a rush to get there because he hates driving in Jacksonville rush hour traffic, so he'll go abou
I feel so guilty for what I'm about to do. I've bugged everyone aroud me for the chance to prove I can hang with everyone around me. I worked hard and made sacrafices to rise above the naysayers who said I wouldn't last. I had to prove them all wrong and at least give it a try.
I failed.
Still, I'm glad I tried. If nothing else, I can say I hung in there, but in the end, I was way out of my league. Some people even tried to warn me that I wouldn't be able to see this through, but I woul
Ok, so I got a lot of reading and writing done today, and I can honestly say that I'm all caught up I've been a little preocuppied this week with Taylor and his new car. We took it for a spin as soon as he got his license on Friday, then we spent about four hours in his garage polishing the rims with Mothers. Man, talk about a good arm workout :pickaxe: :pickaxe: :pickaxe:
To those of you who are wondering, I just sent chapter four of Time In A Bottle off to my editor, the Great Talonri
I don't even know where to begin. I'm sitting here looking at the announcements, the new URL and the tag next to my name, and I still can't believe it's finally happened. I'm Hosted.
When I first found GA, I remember bookmarking the page and thinking to myself that I'd be back. I didin't join the forum because I wasn't sure if I'd fit in or not, then I went away for like 4 months. When I came back, it was because of Dom Luka, the greatest net author of all time, in my opinion. I was reading The
Well today I had enough.....my cousin James has crossed a line that I don't think he can uncross. I actually started this blog entry by saying that I wanted to have him jumped, but I'm not going there right now because I'm so angry with him that I'm afraid I'd go through with it.
This moron has his own apartment, but for some reason, he keeps sleeping at home in his old room and I think he's doing it to make me crazy. He has something smart to say about everything I do, and if he doesn't get h
One of the sites I post stories at, storywrite.com, is full of a lot of different authors...not just gay or straight. There's seperate story and poetry sites there, too, and I really enjoy posting there. One of the features of the site that drew me in was the story contests that people can put on. The prizes are points, and after you've built up a certain amount of points, you can have your own contest. I won Silver in one of them and grabbed honorable mention in another. So I figured I'd enter
Ok, it's not gone, but it's different now....very different.
So what in the hell am I talking about?? Well, there used to be a site called Pufta ( I don't want to post the URL because now it has porn on it) based out of the UK, and it was one of my faves. You could find all sorts of dieting, beauty and fashion tips there. It was basically a place for gay guys to go and get good advice. I was following the Positive Adam series too....that was an online journal of a guy named Adam who was HIV
Ok, so I think I have this all figured out.....
I work hard to keep a high GPA and I work ten hours a week. The lowest grade I've ever gotten was a B in conversational Spanish, and I practically got my ass kicked for that.
On the other side, my cousin was a straight c student, and just barely. He regularly lied to my dad about his homework, his tests and his attendance. He's twenty years old now and the only time he's ever worked was last summer when my dad took both of us to work with
Some people might not understand what this blog entry's about, and if you don't, count yourself as one of the lucky ones. For those of you who know what's up, well, you know......
The last few days have been tough for me. I took a bold step and walked in to the unknown, a place where I felt unwelcome and unwanted, mainly because I gave myself a sentence of purgatory in a moment of rage and isolation. People who know me on this site know that I'm a stubborn asshole. I have my ideas and no on
I got a really encouraging email from someone who must be reading Bodega Bay on Nifty. Here's an excerpt:
My guess is that the guy went to the No Sex section of Nifty by mistake, got mad because there was No Sex (go figure) and lost his temper. Anyway, if you're a reader of mine who's(not whose..see Razor, I do know the difference) easily frustrated by a lack of sex, don't read any of my short stories, and don't read Time In A Bottle.....the ironic part is, if he would have just been pat
First of all, I'd like to apologize to anyone I offended with my recent user name, MikeH*wk(*** it ****). I agree that it was in bad taste, and I hope it hasn't caused any troube for the Administrators of this site. That was the last thing I wanted to do....I admit that sometimes I can be a real jack ass, but I'm working on that
In the interest of striving to change my ways, I've made a few decisions....I think it's time for me to just sit back and monitor things around me for a while. So,
Last night we had my birthday party and Im still kinda wiped out from it all. Everything started at 5 and my folks cleared out for the most part, which was a good thing. My dad and stepmom spent the entire day cleaning and getting everything set up for me, and I feel bad because my dad even got the hot tub cleaned out and ready but it was too cold for us to use
We had such a good time though. My buddy Jonny manned the grill and we had brats and wings, and someone else brought about 60 can
I wanted to do something different this time. I know it's been a good minute since I've updated, so I decided to do this here.....
I want to thank all of my readers, especially the ones who've followed Bodega Bay from the beginning to these last chapters. I just posted chapter twenty nine, and there's only one chapter left to go. I'm about half way through it, so it shouldn't be too long until it's done.
Bodega Bay was sorta like My Jump Off, in the respect that it was supposed to be an
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
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.
Ok, so it's update time again
I just sent chapter one of my next story, Time In A Bottle, off to Talonrider. it's still in Beta Mode, so I haven't completed all of the changes to the first chapter that I plan on making. On the other hand, I personally feel like it's off to a good start, and that things are going to flow relatively smooth once I get the little bugs worked out.
This story's much different than anything I've ever written before. I wasn't too sure i really wanted to tackle some
So I've been doing a lot of thinking, and I've come to the following conclusions.......Bodega Bay is almost finished. I'm not sure how many chapters it has left, but it's not more than 5. Ok, that's not one of the conclusions...I knew that already. The first conclusion is this......I'm devoting all of my energy to Staking My Claim once Bodega Bay is finished, then I'm going to start something new that's definitely going to be unlike anything you've ever read from me(btw, that's the other conclu
Well, a lot of things are happening today. The new congress takes over and for the first time in history, there's a female Speaker of the House. Another forst for today is the swearing in of a house representative on the Qoran, and a lot of people are flipping out over it. Well here's what I think:::::::::::
Warning: Rant Ahead
The representative who's choosing to be sworn in with the Qoran is exercizing his faith, and I feel better about him taking the oath on the Qoran than I would if he
