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*Dislike* where do I fly into to kill these little ........

this one time at prompt camp, I stuck a pen up ....... to page seven of my notebook.

Last week I proposed a prompt for Remembrance day, and I will say that I wasn't disappointed. Ron took the prompt and made it his own and made it into something fantastic. Look below to see a glimpse of his response. Now without further ado, this week’s prompt. Prompt du jour #3 – Creative Tag: first line “I know you love me no matter what, but …” Want to read more? Check out Ron's response Sandbox.

I found this somewhere.. I think it's really good. Since I was abused this resonates with me.. "I made this for folks like me, many of whom are still living with shame, guilt, and fear (many of the responses I've received have mentioned similar suicide pacts). I'm aiming to get this out into the public consciousness, because while most facts people know actually come from hearing them in stories, updated information takes decades to filter back into new stories, as most writers cover the same ground with what they learned from others' stories. Eskimos don't have a crazy number of words for 'snow,' sharks don't have to keep swimming to live, Mister Rogers wasn't a fighter pilot, and victims of child sexual abuse don't become offenders. We'd need a new word to out-class the present epidemic if they did because the incidence stats are horrifying." — Dean Trippe

They're always open. Get to it Daemok We'd love to see some of your talents.

LOL KC is a funny boi!

I find this funny, but it's true that you can't tell. As a society we'd like to think we know everything, but in essence we know nothing at all..

This was deeply touching. I really enjoyed this flash piece and I couldn't help but want to hug Tag. You worked the words in very well that I had to take special attention to find them. Very good work. I look forward to seeing more from you.

My take: Al shaheed Mohammad alzakivi wasn't accustom to seeing a cross, never in his life had he seen something with such beauty, but as he found a picture on the ground, possibly dropped by American soldiers who’d invaded, he’d grown to love such a symbol of forgiveness. Growing up as a Muslim in a strict family was always something that was hard, it was known by many devotees of the faith that Christianity was that of folk tale, and of blasphemy. The war in Syria had taken its toll over these many years and while he couldn't understand how his country had become a war zone, he greatly wished a resolution would come about. Now all that was left was his house blown to bits, a torn picture of his wife, whom he loved dearly, until one day she’d been taken from him by an improvised explosive. Being in the dark was the norm. It was rare that electricity had been in place, so in his own time of need, he would take out an old flash light to look at his wife's picture while using his lighter to have a smoke.

Whoops, I completely forgot that I'd promised myself to post on Mondays. My bad. As far as I know no one took up the first prompt. But that's okay. Maybe someone will later on, some day. So I'll continue forth. So here we go. Something simple and just considering yesterday was Remembrance Day. Prompt du jour #2 – Creative Tag: list of words Cross, war zone, lighter, torn picture, flashlight Leave a comment if you try this out ~CHEERS~ Andrew

So I'm going to be trying something a little new here. I've already spoken to Comicfan and got his blessing. I believe this gives more opportunities to provoke creativity. I think it's a good thing . I hope you do too and are willing to participate from time to time. So without further ado.... Prompt du jour #1 – Creative Tag: Time Travel As you were sitting at home watching the evening news you suddenly sit straight when the news anchor announces that the ability to time travel has now been discovered. And although you suspect that this could be disastrous and expect the government to hold stringent controls on such matters, you nearly jump out of your seat when they announce that the government is looking for volunteers to test out their theory. Why do you volunteer and what do you wish to change about your past? Feed back would be greatly appreciated regardless if you wanna do this or not. Do I somehow miss the mark on what a prompt should be? Do I need to be more open ended? Let me know because I'm just doing this for fun.... ~CHEERS~ Andrew

@thatboyChase, Is it because of her music video or have you always been a fan? Just curious.

This is a giant leep forwards. I think it's excellent, superb, and amazing that an musical artist chose to show the plight in a way for intersex people, children. What an amazing music video. Please check it out and be inspired.

I so love poetry unlike Nephy here. I tend to not read poems as sad as that is. But I like what you present here. I tend to write darker poetry personally. But that's just me. It's a cause for provoking thought. And for this I enjoyed what you presented Keep it coming Sammy boy.. My little poddle of a nut . Btw how's my trees?

I deeply respect Lisa, her ability to Beta for me, and the sheer joy I get from reading her reviews. She has been a mark in my corner since the very early days. At first I was disturbed by her... Look at my first chapter and see how she called me out on Kyle's wrestling and how he should be cutting weight LOL. Her comment originally made me defensive, but from the get go I felt her heart was in the right place and so, I opened a dialog with her. And since then I consider her, as well as Andy, and Joann as my closets friends in this tight knitt community. There's no one better than these three in my eyes. They've been my rock and have encouraged me as I've struggled with RL issues. I'm so happy that Lisa was honored in this way. All I can say is, if you don't know Lisa, you better make an effort.. <3 Also as a side note, I'm doing much better these days and I'm looking forward to not only releasing new chapters in a more timely manner, (HOPEFULLY), but also getting back and helping this community with the blog like I was before.

Tsk Tsk Lisa.. LOL. I knew you moved, so you get off easy on this Just kidding.. Jail? That's possible. But the next chapter will end the series of 'This Cold heart' and I promise it will go out with a *BANG* So many web's will also come to fruition that have been long laid in foreshadowing.. Hopefully people will see those webs <3

Took you long enough Wayne ... I always look forward to reading the blogs, all over GA, but I especially look forward to seeing what my brain can come up with.

Indeed, it was a terrible nightmare. I can understand the need for more. But this was a semi-experiment to leave much to the imagination. I would have loved to flesh it out more, but I wanted the reader to figure things out... Think of it as one of thsoe thinker films, stories hehe. And I know it ended suddenly, but if you were having such a dream would you not wake up suddenly too? Maybe at some point I'll take it further. Thanks for reading KC.. <3

I couldn't agree more with zombie.

After a long wait, Chapter #16 has been released. Please note: This chapter contains scenes of violence. Reader’s discretion is strongly advised. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/podiumdavis/thejourneyofjacobandkyle/16

The Journey of Jacob and Kyle Chapter #16: This Cold heart (Cont.) Time line: Monday Kyle, Jacob, and Amanda walked hand in hand into the fresh air outside. The sky was blue as far as their eyes could see, without a single cloud within their sight. A light breeze gently brushed through their hair as they made their way out the front doors and into the bright glowing sun that shot blindingly into their eyes. It was a beautiful day that held limitless possibilities for all of them,

I feel very adamant about my situation. Yes, I'm a struggling alcoholic, and yes I feel guilty, but this I do know; I'm getting stronger each and every day. I have a support system, a loving partner that yells at me when I fail, but in a good way. She lets me know that I promised not to do so, that it makes her sad when I don't hold onto my promises. But it's getting easier to say no to the bottle, I assure you of this. I feel stronger knowing that while I share my struggle, I become stronger. I have many supports, GA included, that are here to encourage me when I do F*$#% up. I grow stronger each day knowing of this fact, and while I continue to move forward, I understand that my transparency, (or at least I hope), is in some way an encouragement to others. We're all human, we all fall, we all struggle, we all brake promises, but in the end we're better for our failings because ultimately we build our resolve and we're made stronger daily. I love my friends here at GA, as well as my other friends in real life. There's no coming between you all, or them. I thank you for your patience (if you read my stories), I really do. Speaking of stories. I wrote a short story for a prompt on Friday. I stretched myself for that one. I also understand that due its content it might have rifled some feathers within. I acknowledge that the word, of a certain racial slur, was painful for me to even use. But in my eyes, it furthered the persecution of which Damien felt. And thus, I felt it justified the means within the context of the story. Even for me, the N word is painful, especially if you were to consider that my lineage comes from freeing slaves and bring freedom to African culture. So for me, it was a hard line and I hope I've been able to make that clear. Although, I'll never promise that I won't be one of controversy, because that's who I am. I have always intended to provoke conversation, thought processes, and the likes that we may come to a conclusion, a mutual understand outside of our own preconceived notions. That's my challenge to all that read my stories. This will always be a theme of which I intend to do. This is my goal. Change doesn't come without sacrifice, and I intend with every word in my stories to bring change to hearts and minds. Although it may not seem that way at first, for the most part my stories always have an underlying message. A heart of Gold is a great example of this. Damien’s Ordeal, another, or even my poems that I have posted here. They are intended to provoke emotion, thought, and conversation. I hope I've met these goals that I see in my mind. I really hope they do. Now time to party.

Thanks Cannd. I did leave much to the imagination on how he actually got there. That was on purpose. But in my mind I think he got very drunk at the bar and decided to come on to some fellows who didn't like it. I wanted to make more use of that thought though, but I didn't. Thanks for reading

Here's mine: but, this story contains racial slurs, hurtful comments, hate speech, and horror. Readers discrection is strongly advised. http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/story/podiumdavis/damiensordeal/1