LJH

You hooked me immediately with : The symptoms started two years ago. I should have been more careful. My father had had it, so I should’ve known not to drink, not to do anything to further damage my brain. But I’d been careless. And gradually the story sucked me in. The hopelessness of Eli and Adam's situation brought tears to my eyes. I love emotional stories and I love crying when I read a good story. Yours was marvelous. Sure, it's filled with tragedy and conflict. But those are the ingredients you have stirred to turn this into a good story. And then the letter. I was blown away because Adam had never stopped loving Eli. He never would. Through Eli's illness they had grown together. And it was well, it was like Adam had been put here on this earthly plane to teach Eli something, strength maybe, maybe that love transcends all hardships, or maybe something else, and when the lesson was well learnt, Adam went home. Thank you for this lesson. I loved reading it.

Not such a daft question after all...

I ran out of likes. Bummmer. I love it when a story makes me smile. And man oh man, smiles in bucketloads. You, my friend, are in it to win it! As they say on American Idols. See, here's the thing. I love magic. You make magic out of your words and let me show you a couple of things to prove that: 1. Dan's jealousy of Chris...the way you write it. The way you allow us to get into Dan's head while he's dealing with this Chris issue. 2. I loved this sentence: The kind that triggered...(Darwinian Terms). Wowee. Intense and so strong. 3. The hair thing. I thought the humour in the hair thing was perfect. I not only giggled, but laughed. Then I sat back and thought, this is simply amazing writing. You allow description through other characters. Perfect. I love it. This is what SHOWING is all about, vs TELLING. Way to go bro. 4. Another description I loved was David's house. I mean I could see it like it was next door. But not only the above. Before I even got to the point where David invites Dan in I was thinking that okay, he MUST invite him. Then you go and break my expectation that Dan will accept the invite. WHAT?! I thought. What the hell, he didn't accept the invite. So be it. That's the art of storytelling. You do it so well. Little wonder that you are one of my favourite authors. Your writing rocks.

Oh yeah, Joann, I agree. I like the easy writing style in the first person. Also the humour. I think our Angel is going to like the surface world eventually. I wanna see more...

Joann. Over the last few months I found that I really look forward to posting a chapter or a status because I know you will reply. I take that for granted and I want to take this opportunity of thanking you for being a loyal reader, and also, a fab friend here on GA.

The end of the story is like a breath of fresh air where the reader finally is relieved as all the loose ends come together. An open letter to Ben Hi Ben. At last your search for happiness is over. I know that you will give Patrick everything and more. I Remember at the beginning when everything was on tender hooks, and Patrick left you standing on the grass in just your underclothes. I remember he threw out his cowboy hat. I thought, oh hell, this is really a hopeless love. You proved me wrong. I wonder if you thought the same way. I can imagine how you must have cried. I would have. You seem to be at your best when the love of your life is around you. I think you rock. An open letter to Patrick Hi Patrick. When i first met you i remember thinking, oops, sensitive man, please pass. Maybe i had forgotten how i had fought for someone in my life. How certain things niggled me and caused me to step back. I rber them now amd your actions like mine, brought him closer. So yeah, sentimental about those things. I am really over the moon about your decisions. And the last line, well, that made it all the better for Ben. He knows now that he has always been the one and at last you can move forward. Way to go bro I hope you have a fabulous life together.

Bernard reached the Land Rover parked on the slope of the hill and inserted the key into the door lock when his heart stopped beating. He saw the man’s face in the reflection of the window and he knew he was in trouble. His chin quivered. His eyes watered over. His mouth went dry. He swung around to face the stranger and found himself staring down the barrel of a revolver. Instead of freezing, he tried to make a dash for it but the man grabbed him and threw him onto the ground. ‘Now, you l

Richard and Bernard are in for the ride of their life with a couple of close calls to top it all. Whther they survive is yet to be seen. I can tell you that Richard will be staying and is in for the long haul. Thanks for the read and comments. Really appreciated.

Yes, Sue is full of surprises. And she is a mother. Her role is to protect her child/ children. Only she knows where she wants to be and at the moment she's not telling me. Sly thing she is LOL. About the description of the captors, I will look at the passage again, but I can tell you that I am writing the story in the third person omnicient viewpoint, so it doesn't matter if Jack can see his captors or not. The narrator has that ability becasue in omniscient POV the narrator is the all seeing eye. Thanks for the observation and I will def go back and see what I can do to change it. Hugs

The notebook has an important role in this story and I have to becareful not to overuse it. I do know that readers want the information in the notebook too, but it will all come out and Jack and Colton's life, even at the moment, will never be the same again.

Hi and thanks once again. The thing with writing this genre is to keep the pacing fast and furious. There is always a little fantasy involved when writing thrillers, apart from the human drama, Colton and Jack have a few tricks up their sleeves. Thanks once again.

Thanks for the read and the comment, Mann. I had to make the first chapter as realistic as possible without going into too much violence. This was was a lot more graphic than expounded on here, but I know that whenever children are involved, the reality becomes a lot more horrific. Hope you will continue to read.

Thank you Joann. I wrote this as a short while playing around with second person. I often read stories written in the second person and really wanted to try my hand at it whilst bringing in a little of my own experience. Glad you enjoyed it. And thanks so much for reading.

Hi Joann. Once again Louis says thanks for the comment and for following the story. I don't really know at this point what Colton's all about, but even I must admit, I feel a slight shiver up my spine and I dare not say anything to my son as yet. Louis and I have been in deep discussion about my role in this story and I must say I'm looking forward to being a part of it. The thing is, I have a few surprises of my own and these may or may not be to Colton's liking. I've just met him, and he seems to be jumpy and nervous and that had drawn me to him. We'll see what happens soon. I know Bernard likes him. (He told me), but there's something about Colton that everyone likes. Maybe its his charm, his nervousness or his loyalty, I don't know but I want to find out. Thanks once again, and am so glad that you're enjoying the journey. Hugs

JWolf understands the edge. And, in this short thriller, he doesn’t waste words. Every word transports the reader to a place where there is no turning back and the reader is suddenly, inextricably, sucked in. Nowhere Man is a dark escape into one man’s reality. But that is not the sum of the story. Every action has a reaction. Note, not an equal and opposite, but every cause has an effect, and this is clear from the time you start reading, to the time you finish. Every scene, every chapter of Nowhere Man is suffused with action and drama born out of a conflict that leads to disaster. One thing is absolutely certain, Mr Wolf is not afraid of the edge, and he places his reader, without too much interior thought, straight into it with him. Travis lives in a trailer park with his brother and his wife, stuck in a nowhere place. Life is humdrum in the park, until he meets the tattooed Tyler Lafferty. Lafferty is one serious hunk of a man who likes to sing a song called “nowhere man” and Travis is drawn to him, both mentally and sexually. Lafferty plays him like putty in his fingers even to the point of stalking him. But Lafferty isn’t enough for Travis. The young man’s seclusion leads him to meet a man called Wade. And this is where the trouble starts. It becomes apparent that nothing is what it seems, and when Lafferty confesses to Travis that he had murdered his wife, it is too late to turn back. Travis is unable to withdraw, and it is this inability that leads him closer and closer to the edge of his own sanity. Only a miracle can save Travis. That, or murder. Lafferty is conspicuous in his stalking of Travis. “I pulled up to the trailer, closed the door to the truck behind me and was ready to creep into the house and pass out. Morning would be here before I knew it. ”Need a light?” I heard from behind me as I approached the stoop. I turned around and put familiar face to familiar name. Tyler was standing right there, flicking a Bic lighter on and off and glaring at me with an expression I didn’t quite understand.” I recommend Nowhere Man as a rollercoaster of a read. It has a well-constructed plot that will not bore. The reader is hooked from the first word through scenes of action and reaction and the heat is on from the very first line. But the hook in Nowhere Man has several levels. It is real and it is imagined. It is internal and external. It is both positive and negative. There is an underlying threat of impending doom with every turn of the page, and Travis knows and understands the situation he is in and that it must be dealt with. The conflicts increase between Travis and Lafferty and Wade, and Travis finds out all too late that the conflict has developed into a game. “Every sound made me nervous. Every branch click under my foot made me jump inside. Every owl hoot and holler made me look up into the trees. Every rustle made me wince.” Wolf increases the stakes at every turn and puts forces into place for the grand finale. The ending had me pulling my hair out, for I wanted this story to continue.

From her bedroom window, Sue Greaney watched as eight cars pulled up in front of the bakery. She watched as every man took a stand behind their cars with weapons drawn, ready to shoot on command. Two men headed for the door of the bakery, and a few moments later a loud knock on the apartment’s front door distracted her. ‘Colton Greaney! This is the police. Open this door immediately.’ Sue placed the weapon under her pillow and opened the door a few moments later. Inspector Grant Ferguson lo

Why thank you for the comment. Free Falling is just a snippet of what you're going to feel in the upcoming chapters. Ma is anything but whom she appears to be and she knows exactly how to handle the situation. She certainkly surprised me with that gun move. She is more than what you would expect her to be and I'm glad you noticed that. By the way, Colton says Hi to Patrick and Ben.

I just love the humour. It seems to come naturally to you and this is what caught my attention from the get go. I hope to see more of Gerard, and by the looks of things, I think he's in for the long haul. Although one can't be too sure of that. I love the way in which you make everything seem so normal and yet quite exciting too for instance when everyone helps to look for an apartment...i think a lot of people use their friends to help out. All in all, superb.

Lee! Of all people. Corbs, you have no conscience! I was like that in my youth. If my advances didn't work on someone, I rushed in where angels fear to tread with someone I knew. My bad. The unlikeliness of the scene with Corb and Lee was the pulling factor for me. But there wewre other things: Mike's sudden, unannounced appearance got my blood boiling. WTF i thought, this is so not the time to just appear, especially when Pete and Corb are discussing things. Obviously Pete would have seen that kiss. Now what? AAAAAARGH, this is making me so damned angry. Just when I thought there might be relief, you go and dive into the dark side. AGAIN! I feel that Pete is the one who is left dangling in this chapter. Corbs, you had better make amends, and quickly too. The vchemistry between Corbs and Pete is tangible. I yearn for more of their chemistry.

Thanks for the comment Joann. Well, Colton certainly did get out of town, where he is going and what is he going to do is anyone's guess. He hasn't quite told me yet. Vwery secretive he is. Jack of-ourse has his problems, and Ma Greaney, or Sue, is still going to be jampacked full of surprises. I'm glad you are enjoying the ride, albeit the short chapters.

Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people, sharing all the world…* Mr and Mrs O’Malley knelt beside a wooden cross in the cordoned off area of the blast zone, and Mr Lachlan, the town’s only vet, added a single yellow rose amongst the hundreds of wreaths that crowded the side of the road. Dolly Loman, wept as she pinned a colour photograph of her daughter Rose on the makeshift notice board donated by the school. Her

Well, im not a YES man when it comes to writing. First off, YES i enjoyed it. You captured the angst of what would happen in a science experiment gone wrong. Second, your writing is clear. Lots of suspense and i like suspense. Third, the characters are well written. I sensed anger and danger all the way thru. All this story needs is a little more Grammar precision. There were some stoppages in the flow for me. Interesting read.

I get this story so totally now. My lad Corn is so conflicted so he does what he must. I dont think his is a case of 'meat is meat a man must eat'. In his attempt to find that ellusive but alluring matter of the heart we call LOVE he must get hurt. We all hurt. It is one of the things that confirm our humanity. In his desire to find inner peace with Love 1 or Love 2 he meets his opposites in both of them and in so doing he learns more about himself with each chapter. Mike is filled with denial and Corb must play that game with him. Pete is filled with denial too. Both Mike and Pete are such different characters and they are totally believable. The images you have conveyed thus far so vivid. Mike CAUGHT! At first i was like 'Ja, see what you have done Mike...' but the scene was written with such finesse that i went back to analyse it several times. Its a pivotal moment. Mike needs to dig deeper and Pete needs to chill. Beautful chapter. Well done Mr Wolf.

Well now, Joann. Thank you for the comment. I'm Jack and I wanted to say tha' it's a terrible thing that LJH has put me through. I'm rightly wonderin' if I can do everything he wants me to, but I know he'll help me thru it. I do miss my bike. I miss Colton a hell of a lot. I love and adore Ma Greaney. Well, wherever I am, I know Colton will find me, even if he has to kill to get to me. My notebook, well, it may or may not have the answers he seeks. I hope he can make head or tail out of it. We'll see. yes, thuings are a fixin to get pretty wild and awesome. I hope Colton is fixin' to find me, dead or alive. Thanks for followin' the story.

HI Conner. Ma Greaney here. Well, I do like short and positive comments. To tell you the truth, I like the direction too. What I can tell you is that LJH has asked me to do certain things that you might find surprising, but you know, this is fiction, and anything can happen. Hope to see you comment again soon my lad.