Dabeagle

One small thing - Conor isn't an escort, just a college student Nico met through a dating app.

The north end of town had become run down once the renovation efforts in the downtown area had taken hold. The population that had been displaced merely moved to an area that had once been respectable. Now the narrow homes were owned by absentee landlords who did little more than collect rent or evict. I pulled my coat tight in the early morning, though the weather wasn't really cool enough for it. Normally I wouldn't be up this early, but my date with Connor had me anxious, so I'd checked on my

Nico Bosch has a problem. For reasons he hasn't figured out, monsters are appearing in his adopted town. He's been able to keep the body count down, but where are these things coming from and how can he make them stop? Then there's also the problem of his parents, who want him dead more or less. Then there's the happier problem of Conor, who didn't seem like he wanted more but.... Oh, and there's the dragon.

Considering the amount of waiting I have to do in my life, one might think I'd be more patient than I am. Don't let anyone ever tell you that a stakeout is exciting. In fact, laugh in their face and walk away should you be asked to join in such an adventure. Stakeouts are boring and tedious—you do your best to not slip into a coma while you hope something important or relevant will occur. Not exciting. You should have the same reaction should anyone ask you on an adventure. Sure, you may have so

Yep, that I can do.

I know. The premise is there, but I never promise more than I have delivered 😉

It's a short story.

It's nearly impossible to not repeat a name at some point, I find.

College wasn't what I had hoped for. In high school I was desperately confident that things would change in college. Different people, an academic setting – not that I was super intelligent. I just figured if people were there for an education, then they might not spend so much time being assholes. Maybe that wasn't fair. I'm not actually awkward, just gay. I'd had some friends at home, but to be honest I've spent some time realizing they weren't really very good friends. Like Sharae. We

As the end of his first term in college draws to an end, Mason is struggling with a bit of disappointment. No boyfriends, no gay club at school.... He's begun to think maybe he just doesn't fit anywhere. On this night he ends up going to a party with the people he met on the electrical crew for the theater department - and perhaps college might work out after all.

I used to work over the road much more than I do now, and I became passingly familiar with the I-88 corridor that starts up near Schenectady and runs down to Binghamton and, I suppose, beyond. On the way I saw a sign for Sanitaria Springs and I thought it was an interesting name, and as I do on many long drives for work, I tell myself stories. I did some research on Sanitaria Springs and sat down one day while I was home sick and wrote the entire first story. A mention or connection ( I can't remember which anymore) was made with the idea of the stories set in Baysville on the defunct Glass Onion, and so I asked others to come write in my town. A handful did, very independent stories with the only real commonality being that they were in the same town. Once Ryan started, we began a nightly discourse and - as he put it - his car broke down in Sanitaria Springs and we wrote like mad for a time. Several others have made stops in town over time such as @Cynus and @Ivor Slipper - but so far @Geron Kees has remained elusive. Alec has grown up over many years in my head, and I have no idea what he has planned. Perhaps he'll keep us informed.

You can find them all on my site, in order - https://www.dabeagle.com/Sanitaria_Springs.html

I should probably note, for those unaware, not all Sanitaria Springs stories can be posted to GA - partially because I don't own them all, not having written them all but also because there actually is an order to them. I try to post the ones here that can either stand alone or portray a short arc that won't rely heavily on the existing story. As of this writing there are currently 136 episodes with a few of them being novels.

Alec spends a day shadowing a county social worker, both gaining insight ionto how to do the job he's studying for and his own foster son's mind.

I silenced my alarm and stretched, putting my hands behind my head and looking up at the ceiling. I've seen people that stretch like that, pretending to be asleep or relaxing, but my arms fall asleep in that position. So I wasn't getting up yet, but I was in no danger of falling back to sleep, even though I hadn't slept that well the night before. I know for a fact I wasn't the easiest kid. I wasn't setting cars on fire or flashing the neighbors, but I got up to a fair amount of shit. En