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    What Do You Want?

    By Valkyrie

    First, a reminder that the deadline for this year's anthology is fast approaching!  The Proof Team is hard at work, but keep those stories coming in!  I've been brainstorming some ideas for the anthology blog, and I wanted to get input from authors and readers of the anthologies.  Please tell me what you'd like to see in future anthology blogs, and I will do my best to make it happen.   1.  Anthology Rewinds - re-featuring past anthologies 2.  Writing tips - such as grammar, punct
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cats

Cats Grieve

You have to know them to understand, but they do. When they are missing someone, they look for them, call for them, and wait for them in their usual places. After a while, somehow they know their person isn't coming back, and it's heartbreaking to watch.      
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writing

Real Life (is being a bitch)

My Mom is in hospice care. I'm glad someone else is doing it because I just couldn't. I'm going to lose her, but in truth, she's already gone. I keep going to her bedside and reading to her. She smiles. I know she hears me. It won't be long now. She has Dysphagia, an inability to swallow, and is losing weight rapidly. If I vanish for a while, I have much to do.  
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Story Update

Someone Like Me - Co-writer wanted!

Thank you all so much for your interest in Someone Like Me, the feedback I’ve received has been enormously helpful. It’s been a very fun story to write but unfortunately it will remain unfinished…. Or will it?  8 years ago when I started writing SLM I only ran with the ideas in my head and a rough guide of where the story would go. I’ve been considering releasing a more developed plot line for you all but as I’ve been filling in these gaps and making tweaks and changes, I’ve realised t
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caregiving, loss

Something you don't know about me.

In 2017, my elderly mother fell and broke her hip. She was ninety at the time. I became a full-time caregiver. Her hip was fixed by surgery, but she needed time to recover and physical therapy to allow her to stand and walk with a walker. It took some time to get her there, but she was able to dress and take care of herself. I had to fix meals, do all the household chores. This has been a long, hard grind. Rather than getting better, it was a long, slow decline. In February, Mom h
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My Life and Times

Catching Up

So... Kidnapped is still nearly finished, i've added a few more chapters, and i think i'm finally working on the last one. I sort of got interrupted by working on the Secret Author story. I will finish Kidnapped and post it. Then there's the one for the anthology. That needs to be finished too. It's a maybe, if I'm honest.  What else? Oh, we are living now with our other partner, Dan, in his nice smallish house. It's mostly quiet here, and i love the garden and sitting out there with Michae
life

I guess I'm meant to revisit traumatic moments in my life this year, Part 2

So on Sunday I went to the bench dedication ceremony that my friend's Steve family threw for him. I was hoping there would be at least one college friend showing up, but it was just me. Steve's parents actually came from New Jersey but they decided to move to the University of Delaware area about six years ago.  It was a really interesting experience- the bench is in a park that was built on the site of a dorm that was next to the dorm that I used to visit a lot because Steve was an RA ther
methodwriter85

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life

I guess I'm meant to revisit traumatic moments in my life this year.

Many of you know about my friend Steve, who died of a heroin overdose when we were 27 years old in 2013. It was, to say the least, a very painful experience for me, during a very turbulent year and half of my life. I recently got an email from our mutual friend inviting me to a bench dedication they're doing for Steve at a park that was, coincidentally, built near the site where their former dorms were. I mean, I'm going. No doubt about it. I just don't know how I feel about more cryin
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life

Closure and hitting on the closing days of my 30's

Wow, it's been a long time.  I am six months into being 37 years old now- can you believe it? I loved my early 30's, the mid-30's were consumed by the Covid Pandemic, and so far my late 30's have been an interesting ride. Actually, it's been a long and difficult year for me. For pretty much all of my 30's I've been in a holding pattern- living with my mom at her house, helping her with bills, and working in a movie theater. Even the Covid pandemic didn't really change that much for me, save
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Life In Glasses

New Years Eve & Shots

The first time I had sex I was fifteen. He was an older boy and that bending over the couch resulted in me getting kicked out of my house. And since my parents took the extra step in declaring me a fag to the entire church, I was basically outed to my entire community. So for a few years, fifteen to eighteen, I did all the drugs, fucked all the boys/men as an out and somewhat proud gay boy. I couch hopped when I could, lied to use the shelters, or struggled living on the streets when necess
Life In Glasses

TGI Friday's & A Broken Nose

TGIF’s & A Broken Nose By: Jason Rimbaud It was the year 1997. I was young, with luscious brown hair that fell past my shoulders. I was fit, hard bodied like only the young can have without exercise and down to fuck anything that captured my attention. But I was trapped in the midst of my only at night relationship with a straight boy named Jason and frustrated beyond belief.  I was also at an emergency room at 3:45 am and being questioned by a policeman about injuries Jason h
Writing Stories

What makes you want to write?

When I write, I create worlds and characters bigger than myself, but at times, they are representative parts of me. They hold all my fears, my hopes, and my dreams of what reality could be. Last year, I was riding high after finding a new job that was more fulfilling, finishing my goal of reading 100 gay stories from across all genres (Haven't written all the reviews, but you can get a hint of my varied reading), and being in better health than I have been in decades with new corneas. Then,
W_L

W_L in Writing Stories

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Life In Glasses

Untitled Stories

In the last eight months, I somehow managed to write about two hundred ninety-five thousand words over six stories. And out of those six, four are first draft complete.  Untitled Story Number One: Set in Hershey Pennsylvania and revolves around a plot to assassinate a sitting US Senator on the road to a presidential nomination and the contract killer who decides to stop it. The first draft is 96,345 words. Untitled Story Number Two: The story takes place in the US Virgin Islands as our
mad ramblings

A quick primer on COG - A Taste of Nightmare Fuel

Continuity of Government (COG) First really became a serious concern in the fifties at the height of the Cold War, when everyone with a chemistry set was playing with weapons of mass destruction. This made a whole generation of officers, who made their spurs after the surprise attacks on Pearl Harbor, extremely worried. COG (Continuity of Government) are the contingencies, plans, and facilities to continue government activities and operations after a major attack or large-scale
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Relationships

A Farewell and a Poem

The end was coming faster than any of us wanted.  My father knew he was dying and said as much in early March this year. He'd battled cancer over the last three years.  I wonder if he'd opted for the surgery from the start whether he'd be with us now. He chose chemo and radiation and other options. I don't discuss this with my mother. She doesn't need me to bring it up. But, how he fought this disease was his own battle in the long run. He died as he'd lived—on his own road. 
MichaelS36

MichaelS36 in Relationships

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My Life and Times

Time to Live

While i've not gotten Covid, it did a number on me and lots of others, too, i know.  This week i managed to write and post a poem, the first in what 2 years?  I am so very nearly finished with Kidnapped (working title)  ... i have edited the first 6 chapters and finishing writing chapter 20.  I will finish it. i was inspired to after events in the last week. my FiL has cancer he's been fighting it for over a year now, and on Saturday, my MiL called and said that he'd like to see everyo
Mikiesboy

Mikiesboy in My Life and Times

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Broken hearts

Betrayal

Betrayal exists and is one of a few things that can rip your heart to shreds.  This past week has been probably the worst experience I've gone through in my life.  The hardest part for me is the unequivocal fact that the betrayal came from someone who was supposed to love me unconditionally and vice versa.  When unconditional love starts to impose conditions which are only beneficial to one person it's time to step back and reevaluate. Even if that person is a vital part of your f
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kbois in Broken hearts

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mad ramblings

Please stop with tornadoes == climate change. It's not just wrong, it's idiotic.

We had a terrible tornado that ran through Mississippi two weeks ago Friday. Many talk babblers have attributed this to climate change. It's not. The South and Mid-West are prone to seasonal tornado outbreaks. It seems worse because our population is denser. Tornadoes that used to blow down trees out in the country are more apt to hit something now. The Rolling Fork tornado isn't even the worst tornado in our state's history. In 1966, an EF-5 destroyed a large swath of South Jackson, killed
JamesSavik

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Relationships

Life At Ours

I've wondered for a while if I should talk about things going on in my, our, lives.  I'm not much in the way of an attention seeker. I've always found being who I am attracts enough attention without me seeking it.  I returned to school last year, I'm nearly done the first part of the course I'm taking: cybersecurity.  It's in line with what I used to do, and what interests me and what I know can contribute. I'll look for a job in that field once I'm done, but I know there will be more scho
MichaelS36

MichaelS36 in Relationships

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Home

Property

SP and I are now the owners of 5-acres of land just outside of town.  Hopefully, we'll be able to get it cleared, get utilities hooked up, and get the house built -- at some point before we retire in 12-ish years.  We're probably insane, but worst case scenario is that we have property that will slowly appreciate.
Fae Briona

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Soundtrack

The Music of the Darkness

The Music of the Darkness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~       Track List ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daylight Goodbye (Message to Bears) - General Theme for ‘Gone From Daylight’ Genesis (Nightcrawler) – In The Beginning Was . . . Justin Blackwater (Rain Tree Crow/David Sylvian) – The Dark Waters of a Troubled Soul Waiting For The Night (Depeche Mode) – Taryn’s Watchful Waiting At Night (The Cure) – Navy Pier at Night Moon
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mad ramblings

It's not aliens, we're already here.

Aliens are not invading. Why would a civilization who can cross light-years invade us with weather balloons? Now, we Vampyre, we've been here all along. Hollywood never did get us right, despite all the hints we dropped. Bela Legosi? Humph! Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt were better, but they've never done us justice. We were stranded on Earth, oh about sixty thousand of your human years ago. If that date rings a bell, that was when Neanderthals went into a steep decline and moder
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