sojourn

I am glad you enjoyed my story. This is tied to Gordy comes home... Doc was Gordy's father. I am comtemplating a meeting between the characters in these two stories.

Had Ramsey not taken his own life, Granger would have been forced to abide by the law. He would not be the first nor the last to regret the laws that be and see the only difference is in "being caught". The fact that Ramsey was a man of limited morals eased his conscience. Now, on to new conquests... I suspect that if each man on Belvidera who had sex with another man left ship, there would not be a skeleton crew aboard.... more please

I wonder is fear of what lies beyond the gate or is it fear of leaving what has become comfortable that holds you. Perhaps it is both. The Den should be destroyed. Little by little... one piece at a time... it was good and important and a safe place, like a crib for a baby. Now, there is no one to inflict the physical and emotional pain that you don't deserve or want. Remove the den little by little and remember as you do that it is no longer needed... Only go there when you absolutely have to. Then as you leave take a piece of it away. Know that every place inside the fence and gate is safe. Stand in different places and challenge the pain and hurt. Deal with what confronts you... You are beautiful and strong... know that and challenge the ugly pain. IYour story telling is great. I hope you next posting is a "letter to Mother". A "letter to Mother" posted here or send it to me. Tell her what she meant to you, how you loved her and how she made you feel. Tell her of the needless pain she inflicted. Tell her how you suffered. Tell her how you hated what she did..... Tell her everything. Tell her about your safe haven... tell her about Tom. If you wake in the middle of the night call on her, challenge her that you have not been properly beaten, not been emotionally scared since her death. Call her! Listen for her screeching voice and when you hear silence... sleep again. go to her room and look into a mirror and read the letter to her... more than once, more than twice. Put the anger and resentment in your voice, let her hear it. Read it a 4:40 each morning until you forget to do so. Tell her what you never did in life Tell her you wanted to love her and be loved by her. Tell her of Tom. Tell her there are people that don't even know you... that love yo the outside world so that both the ouside world is full of "Mothers". Ah, but the den is for licking wounds... Focus on your loathing of all that is behind you when you stand at the gate. Don't look at the gate... look at what is behind you and do something you have never done... RUN! What you are running to is nothing, can be nothing... what you are running from is the pain.. Focus on the pain.. not the gate. The Gate was Mothers, perhaps but it should be the fear of what is behind you that you are leaving. All this is of course based on this story... if OBE nevermind.

Thanks, the 'jock strap' fan said the same thing. I left it so I could rejoin them at some point, probably to tie in John and Wylie from Gordy comes home.

Fred, you have read and reviewed/emailed on each story. Your kind words and encouragement have helped. I trust all is well with you. I am working on a longer piece which I will begin posting shortly... Working title, "Carolina Dirt".I will notify you perhaps before I post.JIm

Thanks for the review. It is nice to know that folks enjoy my efforts.

Conner,My first editor Stuart, tried to tell me about pacing. I didn't learn the lesson. Thanks for menioning that. Quite honestly I had not considered it since he had to quit.... Next time I will. Thanks again.

Even as I held David I could feel as well as hear the sob that escaped at my pronouncement. I withdrew, and turned him to face me. He refused to make eye contact. In the deck light I saw tears trickle down his face. “David, what's wrong?” David sighed heavily and wiped at tears on his cheeks. “Tar, I think it's best that you go. I think I, I need some time alone.” This was by far the most bizarre post coital moment I had ever shared. Well, since my only high school encounter. I just

Even as I held David I could feel as well as hear the sob that escaped at my pronouncement. I withdrew, and turned him to face me. He refused to make eye contact. In the deck light I saw tears trickle down his face. “David, what's wrong?” David sighed heavily and wiped at tears on his cheeks. “Tar, I think it's best that you go. I think I, I need some time alone.” This was by far the most bizarre post coital moment I had ever shared. Well, since my only high school encounter. I just

Even as I held David I could feel as well as hear the sob that escaped at my pronouncement. I withdrew, and turned him to face me. He refused to make eye contact. In the deck light I saw tears trickle down his face. “David, what's wrong?” David sighed heavily and wiped at tears on his cheeks. “Tar, I think it's best that you go. I think I, I need some time alone.” This was by far the most bizarre post coital moment I had ever shared. Well, since my only high school encounter. I just

Fred, thanks for the review. Thirteen is ready to be posted. We will see how everthing resolves for all concerned.

I am not sure I like "Hero". I mistrust perfection.... It is intriguing.

Who ever said what doesn't kill you serves to make you stronger should read this. Am I the only one who perceives this as fiction. Am I mistaken? There is something very strange about a young man who won't be touched on his torso yet laughs a morning wood and pisses out a window.... I want to read more... it does sound real... I am hooked. more pllease... when do you update again?

Ramsey was a spy... hmmm. Sister in law is probably related to the Wicked Witch of the West. Trumped up charges, or a Catptains descretion can have Ramsey left able on Elba... hmmm able, elba.... Granger likes his friends close but his enemies closer.....

Naturally au natural.. Thanks for the rview.

Naturally au natural.. Thanks for the rview.

Huh? ok, Tar had a stressfull night. "i woke up sunday morning.... the rest was my figer memories.. shhh.

LOL!I wasn't sure they would at first. Now it seems natural. There is more to come.

Suddenly, I couldn't remember where I was going. I sat down to compose my thoughts. Bill dumped me and David loves me. How do I feel about this? “David, I need some time to think.” I headed out through the kitchen only to find Julie blocking the door. Instead of stopping me she handed me a meal in plastic containers... that is if a meal weighs ten pounds. “Honey, you'll get hungry later.” Then she hugged me. “I'm so proud of you, I'm gonna call your mother and tell her what a fine son sh

My goal is to become a better writer. Your opinion is important. No, I am now writing chapter twelve. What and where were the "bumps"? My grammar is not good. Any help is appreciated. Thanks.Jim

Thanks, I have never had a better excuse for a poor review. Let me know if you have to stop. If you continue to read let me know if it gets better.

Thanks for the review. I think this one will have a longer tail than I really expected. Rememer it is difficult and usually unfair to judge one by a snapshot situation.

Thanks. I have not considered quitting on this story, once I passed a few chapters ago. There are too many unresolved issues. Nothing is set in stone as to who gets whom. ;-)

At last a bad review. Thanks Conner. It is hard to think that all the folks who look but dont' review go away with similar thoughts. Your reveiw let me know there are folks who can and will express an honest opinion. If it helps... no one is signed sealed and delivered. Hope you hang in there and let me know. Again I thank you for your honesty. Jim

At last a bad review. Thanks Conner. It is hard to think that all the folks who look but dont' review go away with similar thoughts. Your reveiw let me know there are folks who can and will express an honest opinion. If it helps... no one is signed sealed and delivered. Hope you hang in there and let me know. Again I thank you for your honesty. Jim