PhoenixFlames

I, like so many others, want to read more about this story. I want to know if it IS his ancestral home or something of the sort and how the renovation of the house progresses etc. This story is a great piece and you have created a homey little world that I think I would like to live in. Thank you for letting me take part in Linus's world and all the others from the excellent stories I expect i will find in your collection. <3

Hey there everyone! My first story just got submitted to GA! I am so excited! Can you tell!? I love punctuation, ha ha, even though I fail at using it some times. Anyways, this story is about a boy become man who is haunted by his past in nightmares. Well really it's only about one day from his past that haunts him; the day that he died. He ran away from his past and started a new future in a small town in the middle of nowhere. Nothing weird could happen in such a 'normal' place right? Wrong. Art seems to live and the eyes of some of the people seems different in some way, maybe it's that glowing bit they seem to do. Hmmm. So there is a teaser about the story. Go here to read more about it and check out what I have posted so far. The first few chapter should post pretty regularly, so keep checking up. ALSO! As soon as you finish reading, you should totally submit a review and come back here to let me know what you think. I will try and put some kind of question or make some sort of comment to get some conversation going in the end notes from now on. I will also be posting here every time i post a new piece and will do my VERY best to respond to any and all reviews / comments / messages. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy my own little world that I have created. <3

this is a little game that my friends and i play sometimes just for fun and to get our creative juices flowing. i thought that it would be a perfect game for a WRITING site. here is how it works: the first poster starts the story with one or two paragraphs while providing the setting, narration type, tense, etc and the main character if it's first person narrative. the next poster will post the next few paragraphs to carry on the story and so forth. please keep each entry decently short. we don't need an entire chapter's or even a page's worth of text or anything like that. then the next person will carry on from there. i HIGHLY recommend posting a CLAIMED post when you start writing your section so that two people don't end up writing the same 'time frame' and creating confusion. its easy, just post a reply saying CLAIMED and then edit it after you have made it public you have next go. don't take too long though. i'd say you have an hour or two between your claim and when your edit is due to be made public before someone can skip you. i'll even leave it up to the next poster to start the story. have at it everyone! and have fun with it! (p.s. let's keep it rated nc17 for the underage crowd just in case. no descriptive nudity / sexual content etc and keep cursing to a minimum.)

just so you know, i am now obsessed with this song and have had it set to repeat almost since first hearing it.

Personally, i write because i get the urge to. If i have an interesting dream and i want to remember it, i write it down. Or if i see something or experience something that is a little odd or off kilter, i will write it down and think of plot lines for it. See, the main pleasure for me is giving life to these characters and events inside my mind. Setting out their life and giving them purpose and love, THAT makes me happy. Until i put them on paper, these people and creatures are nothing but thoughts that will fade away and never live. As soon as pen touches paper or keys strike, they are born and have a life. We create a brand new world, and we are the gods. They live, love, cry, and die by our hands and our minds. Who else can say that they gave birth to civilizations and worlds? Who else can say that they created an entire universe out of nothing? (p.s. here, please leave religious comments to yourselves >.< ) Now that my little ramble is done i will say that yes, i love getting critique and comments on my work and would love to see my world printed out there for the world to see and live in. yet, since that probably won't happen i am here, to see what others think of the world i am creating. so far the only comments i have received on other sites are ones of "it's good, keep going." and that aggravates me. Yes i want to know that you enjoyed it, but i would also like to know WHAT you liked about it. hence why i have joined this site. *phew* ranting is done. now on with my forum prowling.

haha i have to be in the mood for a good puzzle / riddle.

actually, that is a good question. is there a place that wizards and witches can go for higher learning or is it 7 years and done? i mean, where can they learn wandlore and be wandcrafters like olivander? do they have to travel the world and find it out all on their own or is it like and apprenticeship? good questions that should be posed to j.k.

on a side note, i stumbled upon a gay porn based on twilight (not closely mind you) called twinklight. haha though that does sound like a good title for a cute little romance. maybe someone will see this and build a story around it. ^.^

stalking random people without them knowing its you? that or as a role playing thing. i remember i used to have 5 xanga accounts. one was me and the others were role playing accounts.

To tell the truth, half the products we use and the things we put in/on our bodies are poisoning us. If you ask me, in this day and age it's hard to avoid harmful chemicals besides living in an Amish lifestyle. I like modern convenience a tad too much for that.

my favorite sign i always see is a big red one that says stop. *insert sarcastic drum beat here* ya i just made fun of my own comment/post. Anyways, i have an obsession for looking for the 'mystical sign' that something is ok or wrong. I'm not overly superstitious or anything but when i see a red rim around the moon or red actually on the moon, i tend to stay indoors and not go near pointy objects. maybe its just me.

I opened my eyes and instantly snapped them shut again. The light from my window had felt like a dagger shooting through my retina. Add to that the throb building up in my skull and you had a good morning. Last night may have been a bad idea. I couldn't remember half of it and that's never a good sign. What I do remember involved dancing like an idiot, drinking, and tearing my shirt off at some point. Sure enough, when I opened my eyes again, there the shirt was lying on the floor ripp

A couple hours later I was sitting in my apartment staring at a folder of papers they had given me. I was slightly dazed and kinda confused. It's a lot of information to process for one day. Basically I had signed away my life for the length of my employment. Also, I had to keep my tongue tied about the processes there and I couldn't take a similar job with a competitor until six months after my fire date. My main job was to handle all of the scheduling of models and equipment usage. I

It would take me longer to walk to the studio than to drive my car but I decided I could spare the time. It’s not like I was in a hurry. Plus, I could use the exercise. I hadn't been out and about as much since I moved here. I felt lazy. Maybe I could find a gym after this meeting? It was a cooler day today and it was an overcast sky. It's amazing what a little bit of cloud cover will do to the temperature. With the heat lowered I could feel my spirits rise. What an amazing feeling. I felt

The 'perfect place' turned out to be The Broken Line. Apparently the whole theme of the place was unfinished poetry or song lines. The drinks were all named after a piece of literature and so was most of the food. The tables, walls, chairs, and even coasters were stamped with incomplete phrases; some common and some not. I suspect that the ones on the coasters were written by the townsfolk. None were named and none sounded familiar or even refined. I ordered a Hamlet (ham sandwich on rye) a

A couple of days passed by after my interview with Aiden and I still hadn't gotten a call from neither him nor the big boss. I was starting to get worried. With the weather being so hot, I was spending more time in my underwear in my place rather than clothed and outside. It was a hard thing to do. I like to be outside normally. It is a sad day when I feel uncomfortable out in the open air. I suppose the air here simply felt full. That the sky had been pumped full of something thick an

I jumped up with a jolt, my hand falling unconsciously to the scar over my heart. A slight tingling spread over the two inch jagged line on my chest as I remembered the events of that day. It was such a long time ago but I can still count the wrinkles on the old bastards face, the sun spots on his hands, the hairs left on his head. I'm 22 years old now and living on my own in a small town in Ohio. Its rough going but I manage. I try to avoid churches for obvious reasons but they always seem t

"I bet I can go higher!" "No you can't, I can!" The chains connected to the old swing creaked even louder as we kicked our feet even harder. The wind rushed in my hair and over my face. When my swing went forward, I imagined wings sprouting from my back. It felt like, if I were to let go of those chains. I would fly away. I was in paradise. "NO, DAMIEN, DONT!" Her scream pushed me out of my dreamland, I lost my concentration and let go of the chains. My wings were gone and i was falling stra

Phoenix is different and he doesn't even know it. Haunted by a strange moment of his past, he dives into a new life filled with 'living' images and glowing eyes. This is a new age story of a boy turned man trying to fit into a rural small town. Being gay makes it hard but what makes it worse are the strange things that keep happening around him.

This may just be a coincidence but, being as it's my first day as a member of Gay Authors, i think it may be a sign of good things to come. Anyhoot, as I was browsing the site on my porch using my laptop, I looked up and saw that the moon was rimmed by an honest to goodness RAINBOW! I wish I had a camera that could capture it properly. Anyone else look for signs like that and cant help but point them out?

people make me laugh when they get upset about their information being used from facebook etc. it's like, really? you put the information on there. you put it on the internet and opened your life to the masses. the only one to blame is you.

As a side note, I love it when someone goes all"grammar nazi' on someone in a forum but makes a million mistakes themselves. It's called a typo, it happens. I make lots of them. Thank the skies for spell check, right? haha

you just made me laugh exceedingly loud. This song is awesome and is going on my Facebook. Very cute and well done. The sound reminds me of Flogging Molly for some reason. O.o Anyways, thanks for posting this!. P.S. Menage a 3 ROCKS!!!!

I think i saw a video on this on the xbox dashboard a few months ago. It's totally amazing. I love how "some" people say that gamers are the wasterals and the uneducated of our age. This just proves them mostly wrong. Sure, there are some gamers that do nothing but sit around and click, click, click. But others are incredibly intelligent. In fact, most of the computer programing students at my college were avid gamers. It takes alot of intellect and intelligence to crack the puzzles etc. of some of the games out there these days.

I'm weird when it comes to hair products. I work at Walmart in the backroom inventory area. Whenever i have to audit something from the health and beauty section, I stand around smelling things. Currently I am using Ausie shampoo and conditioner and Tone bodywash. I love the smell of Garnier products but I've used them for years so i wanted to switch it up. I first picked up Herbal Essence because it was the best smelling stuff in the world at first. Turns out the stuff smells like chemicals now. I REFUSE to use a chemically scented item to CLEAN my hair. Just seems wrong to me. I am a mix between a flamer and a manly gay. I have my moments of both. It's rather confusing.