furnishedsoul

I don't know...We shall see! As as always, thanks for the review!

I don't know...We shall see! As as always, thanks for the review!

It’s not like I am mad at anyone really. I am just not happy at how things have gone. I feel, I don’t know, betrayed. By Carson mostly, because who does she think she is, talking to Knox, about me, behind my back? And who does Knox think he is talking about Jake like that? I want to punch Knox, but I know that won’t solve anything. Jake has been honest with me, right? He’s not playing some huge elaborate game to get in my pants, is he? No, he likes me and has been honest with me, maybe the firs

Caleb isn't mad about anything, as will be shown in the next chapter (which should be out soon). I think he is more conflicted about everything, because it's stuff that is outside his control. I am glad you liked that scene As always, thanks for the review!

Living with Adam again basically sucks and not only because of the suffocating feeling of his presence, like a strange ghost floating through the halls, saying things and laughing and blasting yet another music from is room. Sometimes, in the early evening the sounds of our musics mingle - the harsh sounds of Cassie's rock, the incessant beat of Adam's rap, the simple melodies of my acoustic guitar- creating something that catches in the pit of my stomach and makes me want to vomit. It's his phy

Clark is kind of meant to be a mirror to who Caleb is becoming. Caleb is looking at Clark as a model for what being gay can mean, and not necessarily liking what he sees. Clark hasn't really been a positive character thus far, but we might see something later and Caleb defines for himself what being gay is. Thank you so much! I love hearing positive feedback from you guys, because it keeps me going! Sometimes I feel like I'm just writing for myself, so I am always happy when people out there appreciate it. First person present can be a tricky style to work with, because you have to have a certain kind of restraint. Like, I write backstories sometimes for some of the other characters so that I can know their motivations, but Caleb can't be privy to these unless he witnessed them, or someone tells him. Because the narrator (aka Caleb) isn't omniscient, and is prone to fallibility, I have to be careful to what he knows (and what he doesn't). First person can also get repetitive, "I did this. Then I did this. Bob said this. I said this. I went here." And sometimes I'll write a bare-bones chapter like this, but this isn't very interesting and you have to flesh it out by this kind of back-and-forth wavering of thought. People don't progress in a linear manner. In our minds we're ping-ponging around thinking about the past and present and future. We worry and ask ourselves questions and answer them and comment to ourselves. I think this is particularly fun with Caleb, as I've written him as a quite articulate and thoughtful person. But alas, I am still perfecting my style, so the novel is still a ways off.

Augusta is where I live, so I thought I'd rep it! But it also served a purpose to show Caleb's state of mind. He was trying to hold on to things he knew for sure. He is an interesting character and I always surprise myself when I re-read what I've written and see how I've developed him. I think he is really representative of what a smart, but insecure sixteen year old is like.

Getting in to the club had proved easier than I expected. To be fair, those expectations were mainly based on movies and TV shows and not actual experience, because I would never have even thought of sneaking in to a club a month ago, but we all have a line we cross eventually. The club- which is called Club Apollo if the neon sign in loopy cursive outside means anything- is a tall, narrow storefront on Walton Way, with chipped bricks painted black and posters for drag shows and $2 drink nights

Thanks! I tried to channel what I remember feeling plus some to amp up the "interestingness" of the story. Most of the characters are either fully or partially based on people I've known, so that gives them a lot of life, too.

Thanks, I really enjoy writing dialogue, probably more than anything else. Cassie, Sara, and Carson are all partially based on people I knew in high school, so I'm glad I can do them justice. I'm still working it out! Hopefully something good.

Thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying it. Keep reading

The air is getting chilly as we’re pretty far into November now, but that doesn’t stop us from laying on the ground, staring at the stars. Sara and I are laying on a blanket she brought: it smells like smoke and Sara’s expensive perfume. We’re at the park Carson’s neighborhood association keeps on the river, and I can hear the rushing sound of water and the crickets and Carson as she talks on the phone at a picnic table a few yards away. Sara’s smoking and the smoke is rising into the sky and I

Caleb "likes" Ethan, I think. Like any sixteen year old thinks they like someone. Caleb has a problem interpreting his own feelings. I had to make Caleb and Jake make up, it's part of the master plan Jake's attitude is for a lot of things that may not be clear yet. Mainly the Caleb thing, but he's come to a point where things aren't as easy for him as they had been, because people are starting to see through his exterior.

Glad I can induce angst in my readers. That's half the fun of writing! I really wish I could get them out faster. But after writing pages upon pages for school, ~2000 words, even for fun, seems like a chore. I should have another chapter out this week, so look forward to that. As far as what's going to happen next, you'll have to wait and see!

“She really said that to you?” “I swear! It was insane.” “And she was shirtless?” “Boobs were everywhere, dude. It was like and episode of True Blood. You can’t make that shit up.” Ethan and I are sitting in my bed, our backs against the headboard. Some made-for-TV movie is playing, but neither of us pay much attention to it. He has been telling me a story about a girl in Iowa who liked him and wouldn’t take ‘I’m gay’ as an appropriate response to her trying the give him a hand-job. We’ve

Thanks Lisa! Your encouragement helps me get it out every time. Hopefully I'll be able to keep up now that all the life stuff is more or less settled. I am glad that you can connect and feel with my characters, that's all I really wanted from them.

Thanks Lisa! Your encouragement helps me get it out every time. Hopefully I'll be able to keep up now that all the life stuff is more or less settled. I am glad that you can connect and feel with my characters, that's all I really wanted from them.

I know! It's been too long. I've had this chapter written for some time, but life just kept getting in the way (a new[ish] job, starting grad school, family stuff, etc). But now I've kind of ironed out a pretty good schedule so I should be back to normal postings. I think Jake can be a sympathetic character. Part of the story is that everything is told from Caleb's perspective, so all you really "know" is his point of view. Any character could have something going on that perhaps Caleb isn't aware of or has happened "off-stage," so to speak. I think you'll find (as I've tried to allude to in the story), that many of the characters have things going on beyond Caleb's level of understanding. As Carson said, Caleb can have a tendency to be a bit selfish when it comes to his feelings, about himself and others. And I think it's about time for him to start moving beyond that place into some new territory.

When Clark calls me, I’m in bed pining over my currently miserable life. I skipped football, which I’ll get hell for, but I don’t give a shit to be honest, so it doesn’t even matter. That’s pretty much what I’ve decided, that nothing even matters, so why even care? Caring has become the enemy at this point because it leads to all the other feelings I don’t want to feel anymore. My mom gave me a look when I walked in, but stayed silent. Obviously my dad said something to her, because she hasn’t

Sorry, but it's true! I start grad school in two weeks! I am glad you enjoyed the chapter, as always. I should get the next chapter out this week, probably Saturday (but maybe before if we're lucky). Things are kind of coming to a head for Caleb, he's still got a lot of things going on inside that crazy head of his.

Yeah, so the weekend was hell. The party was shit and everything after it was shit even if I didn’t realize it at the time. The one maybe bright spot at all was my dad and even that isn’t the best because now he looks at me differently. Not a bad different, not like “there’s-my-gay-son-what-did-I-do-wrong,” more like “I-love-you-no-matter-what-and-this-look-is-meant-to-convey-the-new-bond-we-have” and that’s cool or whatever but it’s weird. Everything is just weird now. Monday at school is the

Thoroughly enjoyed your little exposé, so to speak. Having done my fair share of research in queer studies (particularly in the literary world), I found this very fun to read. It would have been fun to go into even more detail, but this seems to be a high school teacher giving a very broad overview, so brevity and the basics are most important for them. I liked that you mentioned the Native Americans. I did a research project on the berdache for an anthropology project and found it incredibly interesting. I also have a particular spot in my heart for the Bloomsbury Group (some members you mentioned: Woolf, Forster, Keynes). Great job!

It’s late afternoon and I’m laying on the couch in the living room. My room became suffocating the longer I stayed there, which sucks because it used to feel safe. All I could think about in there was Jake and what happened and then I could only think about all the other shit, like Knox and his perfect smile and how Avery’s lips had touched his on that couch in the middle of everyone. My phone kept ringing, so I’d turned it off. I’m not in the mood to talk to anyone about anything, really. I d

Wow, thank you so much! That really means a lot to me.

It'll be coming soon! Keep an eye out for it. We'll hear from Avery in the next chapter. Get ready!