Autumn Dream

Oh I loved it, Comsie! I thought Parker was such a cute character, and it was sweet how he initiated most of the flirting. By the end, their interactions really had me smiling. It was another great story! But then again, I love all of your work. To be honest, I look for updates from you at least once a week! Your stories always seem to cheer me up when I need it, and make me smile when I don't think it's otherwise possible sometimes. You're a gifted writer, and I hope you continue this story and your other popular pieces for a long time to come. Your stories make a difference, at least to people like me. Keep up the amazing work.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Myr. I know you must be getting that a lot, but I hope each condolence helps you feel better knowing that others are wishing you well. I wish you all the best getting through this hard time, and I hope that your mother is able to move on too. Hugs.

Greetings, minions! I hope all of you are doing well and that your year has been running smoothly so far. As for my new year, you ask? Well, I wouldn't use the word "smooth" in any way, shape, or form. I feel like my life has been like a soap opera or something over the last 2 months! It's seriously been too insane to believe, but what I'm about to tel you is 100% true. ---- So, in my last blog I described the sad ending to my 2 year relationship with my girlfriend, Ariel. If you don't want to go back and read it, the short version is that she cheated on me with her best friend, begged me for forgiveness, got it, then decided she didn't want me back after all and left me for the best friend. Get it? Got it? Good. Well anyway, this is where it gets interesting (as if it wasn't interesting enough already!): After Ariel left me, I was heartbroken. So I turned toward my artwork for solace. In my grief, I created several paintings that reflected heartbreak, and Ariel saw me working on them one day. She seemed a little upset once she realized they were directed towards her/ our relationship, but she didn't say anything other than that they looked nice. A couple of weeks later, my art teacher put up those pieces on the bulletin board out in the hallway. She didn't ask me, but I didn't mind. A couple of days later, however, I noticed that 2 of my pieces were gone. I assumed that my teacher had taken them down, but BOY was I wrong. It turns out, they had been STOLEN!!! 3 things immediately stuck out to me: 1) TWO pieces of mine were missing. Not just one. And no one else had anything stolen 2) The pieces hadn't been signed. This appeared to be a personal attack, since two of my pieces were gone, but someone had to have known I had painted them since they were unsigned. 3) I don't have any enemies, so who would do this? My mind went immediately to Johnny. The best friend. My ex-girlfriend's new man. So, I explained my theory to my teacher: 1) Ariel saw the art pieces and told Johnny they made her upset 2) Johnny decided to get rid of them so she wouldn't have to look at them 3) Because he's a dick, he probably destroyed them too. And guess WHAT? My art teacher confronted Johnny, and he lied to her a few times before finally CONFESSING! That jerk!!! And I was right on every single point! You cannot believe how happy it made me to hear that he was responsible, because I knew I'd get to see him PUNISHED! And guess what? They suspended him for 4 days! Now, I think he should've been expelled, but whatever. Want to know the worst part in all of it though? Ariel totally supported him. She didn't think what he did was wrong and she didn't feel bad that my feelings got hurt or that my art got ruined. There was a time when she would have cared... but she's turned into a total bitch. I think he's rubbed off on her. She never used to be that insensitive to people. It's sad to watch, and hurtful to endure. Oh well. Anyway, I just thought you would find all of that at least moderately amusing. High school drama... there's nothing quite like it Thanks for tuning in, everyone! Dylan

First off, sorry for the late response! Aw thank you, Lisa. I always appreciate your kind words. It always brings a smile to my face when I read your reviews. I'm glad you're so involved in the story - which is good... since you're my editor! I know! I loved writing this chapter to showcase their interaction. Young love is so cute. And there's definitely more of it to come! And all answers will be revealed in the next chapter. I promise.

Sorry for the late reply! But yes, I do plan to continue with it, eventually. I don't like leaving stories open forever. It irks me when other people do that! I actually am going to update this within the next month or two - after I'm finished writing and posting my new short story "In the Rough". Thank you for leaving a comment. It makes me really happy to know people are enjoying my work!

[sharedmedia=gallery:images:11094] In the Rough Someday... love will find me. I know it has to. Judging from how many happy couples I see on a daily basis making out on television, on the silver screen, at the Starbucks down the street, in front and inside of the local movie theater, and around every corner in my school hallways... I know that love is everywhere. I just wish it would make its way into my life for a change. I'm tired of watching everyone else be content with their blissful li

After losing his mom to cancer, Aiden tells his increasingly alcohol-dependent father of his sexuality. However, the once loving man reacts unexpectedly and subjects Aiden to verbal and physical abuse. Feeling worthless and lonely, Aiden struggles to find someone that makes the pain in his heart and soul go away.

It's pretty good here in SoCal. $2.75 about a week ago. Not sure what it is right now, but it's below $3.00.

“So, everything okay with you? You logged off pretty quick from our chat last night,” Tanis inquired as we settled into a steady pace on our walk home. The miserable heat from summer had begun to dissipate in the last few days, and a soothing breeze blew my bangs out of my eyes. A cool blue sky was painted above us and a long, gray sidewalk stretched in front of us. I scratched my neck and fidgeted with my backpack strap, casting Tanis an uncertain expression. I wasn’t sure how to describe

Happy belated birthday, Krista!!!

Thank you, Bleu!

They're the bomb, yo. Haha I also have Jack Skellington pjs and red m&m pjs!

Joann, I'm so sorry to hear that. My thoughts and prayers are with you. She sounds like she was an incredible woman, and I'm sure she'll always be with you in your heart. *hug* God bless~

Wow! It's been over a year since my first and only blog post! Yikes! Well, fear not. I have returned. Some of you may have forgotten about lil' ole me since I haven't been active for several months (not to say that I don't lurk in the shadows of GA stalking you all... like Batman. But without a cool costume. Unless you count fun pajamas as a cool costume? Because right now I'm wearing bright yellow pajama pants with Homer Simpson's face all over them, and a yellow shirt with his face on it too. I match! And I'm so yellow that I look like a giant freaking banana or something... hmm...giant banana. I wonder whether that is appropriate imagery for GA. Maybe it's the perfect imagery for GA? Anyway, I digress...). If you have forgotten about me or are just hearing from me for the first time, my name is Dylan! *waits for applause* *crickets* Well nice to meet you, a**holes. Jk! * * * * * Now then, let's get down to business (to defeat...the Huns). 2014 is over, and we're moving into a bright new year! Sure, there are still war, famine, and disease in the world, but I'm confident that we'll be able to find enough goodness this year in ourselves and in others that will balance it all out. And if any of you should fall upon hard times this year, I sincerely wish you all the grace and strength in the world to overcome those rough patches. I'm glad 2014 is over. For me, it started out grand and beautiful, but then crashed and burned near the end. My girlfriend, Ariel, and I became closer than ever in the beginning of the year when we realized that we may want to spend the rest of our lives together. Even though we're in our older teens and many people would say that we didn't really mean that or were stupid, I honestly believed I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I still do... Anyway, we got 'engaged to be engaged' in January 2014. I asked her to be my wife one day and gave her a beautiful promise ring. She said yes, of course, and it was the happiest day of my life so far. But it was not to last... In May, she started to have slight feelings for her best friend, Johnny. Ugh. That guy is an a**. TOTAL douche in my eyes, but of course a ton of people love him. He's the star kicker for our varsity football team. He's not really popular, per se, but out of the people who know him, many love him. I met him in Freshman year, and he used to tease me EVERY day when I saw him by calling me "faggot". Yeah, THAT kind of a**hole. Then, when I started dating Ariel in sophomore year, I think he got jealous that I could win over such a beautiful girl. So, one day when I was sick at home, he sleazed his way over to talk to my girlfriend. And before I knew it, they were best friends. But of course, I didn't want to be that douche who tells his girlfriend who she can and can't be friends with! So I let them be friends...even though he wuld tease me all of the time in front of her. Ugh I loathe him. Well anyway, in May she cheated on me by kissing him. And she didn't tell me until the summer. Well, I forgave her because I loved her far too deeply to let her go. But lo and behold, the feelings for Johnny grew stronger and she broke up with me the week before my birthday (yes, REALLY!) and started dating him the same day. It was really, really hurtful...we had been together for 2 years. Then she told me I wasn't allowed to talk to her family anymore, which sucked... and 3 weeks after they started dating, I found out that she was wearing a promise ring from him and they had already 'done the do'. It took US a year to do either of those things...so like wtf, man? haha Anyway, besides that unfortunate series of events (yes, I'll stop prattling on about my stupid love drama now ), my dad has been sober for over a year now! I'm so proud of him! And...I got a new cat! Her name is "Halle" Halloween. Like "Halle" Barry, but furrier. She's a black short-hair. Which makes sense actually with the Halle Barry thing, because she was freaking Catwoman! I just realized that!!! Haha. Halle is a very goofy cat. She likes to play tag, and absolutely loves tablecloths. I put them on the table, she pulls them off! It's like she's... a frustrated interior decorator or something, I swear! My dog watches her like a form of television... she's the dog's entertainment! Hmm...I started my senior year this year, and I started applying to colleges. Scary process! But I've heard back from one already, and I've been accepted at San Diego State University! *Parties like it's 1999...then realizes I was only 3 then (#awkward)* Anyway, I'll wrap this up! My year has been filled with many good and bad things, as I'm sure all of yours were! And I wish you all the best going into this next year, as I already said. Thank you for letting me vent and practice my jokes Love you all! And Happy New Year! Cheers, Dylan

Well I mean every word! And I'm glad that my comment made you happy But don't sit there smiling for too long. Get back to writing, like Hitler commanded you to! Haha jk I will! And Happy belated New Year! Now, I'm off to read "Left Without Words"!

Hi Comsie, I'm one of your more silent fans, I suppose - although I have 'liked' several of your stories.You're the reason I noticed and joined GA actually. I've been meaning to express my praise and gratitude to you for all of your beautiful works, but this story definitely made me want to leave you this response! I love all of your stories that I've read so far, and I've read most of them. You're really a very good writer, and your stories incorporate such wonderful humor and are always a joy to read. Even the sad parts, like the tragedy of Dylan in GFD, are so amazing and worth reading. I bawled my eyes out with that chapter in GFD - my GOD! And this story was so beautiful and heartbreaking. I loved it so much! The dialogue between Brody and Zack is so sweet and adorable, and it really had me smiling the whole story (which I've read over the last 2 days!). I just reached the end of the new chapter, and I can't wait for more! I am legitimately very sad that I ran out of story to read! Haha. Anyway, It was so nice to see Zack finally open up a little to Brody. I do hope that another chapter will be up soon (but don't feel rushed of course. I know you'll go at your own pace. Lord knows I go MONTHS between my story updates! You must get a little annoyed now and then with people begging you to hurry! Or maybe that's encouraging? If it is, then write faster, dang it! ). Haha well thank you for all the joy you've brought me through your writing. Looking forward to any updates you have in the future! Dylan

What had I just witnessed? If Cooper wrote the note, and he was best friends with Tanis... what did that mean? I was missing the last piece to some huge puzzle here. Something that would make it all 'click' together in my head. This mystery was going to kill me. Well, at least this encounter had given me a little hope that there was more to this situation still. I had to hold onto hope. After the initial awkwardness from our conversation in the hallway faded, Tanis seemed very happy f

It was Friday, July 13th, 1990; that was the day we got on that death trap. Flight 234 from Orlando Airport to Gatwick Airport. My father was taking us on a long and wonderful trip to London. He had to do some business while he was there, but my mom and brother would have been able to enjoy it with me. We could have explored and traversed Great Britain, stopping to take pictures with Big Ben and other tourist sites! Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be, and we never arrived. It's a shame. I was

When a routine flight to London meets with a rapidly growing storm, Danny and his vacationing family are plunged into chaos. When Danny awakes from the crash as the only known survivor, he's terrified to find himself in a realm of the supernatural: a place where he might just find his soulmate.

No worries, Lisa! I love Dylan's mom, too! She cracks me up! Ah.... Cooper and Megan? Well, you'll know soon enough about that! *evil laugh* Thank you for the review, Lisa! As always, it makes me smile to know you enjoy the story so much! I'm hoping to have the next chapter done today, and I'll send it off to you as soon as I'm done, okay? Thanks again, Lisa!!!

Hehehe sorry for the delay in response! Yes, Dylan's mom IS quite wonderful. Writing for her makes me crack up sometimes! As for the note: you'll just have to wait and see what Megan knows! She could hold the key to it all... or maybe not? You'll know soon enough! I'm hoping to get the next chapter up hopefully by Monday, but maybe sooner! Thanks for the review!

The very next day, I awoke with a start; my mom was shaking my shoulder violently and telling me to get up. I shrugged off her hand and reached for my cozy covers, pulling them up a bit as I tried to escape from my mom and go back to sleep. “Come on, sleepyhead! You should want to get up a little early, you know, because it gives you extra time to look cute for your little boyfriend, Tanis!” she said, and at the same time yanked the covers off of me. I let my eyes groggily flutter ope

Thank you very much, Joann! I'm glad you liked it and that you want more! That's always good to hear. I appreciate your kind words! Thanks again, and I hope all is well! ~ Dylan

Thank you, both! Joann, I'm glad you got a good laugh out of that. I'm happy that I'm not the only one that thinks I'm funny! Haha it's sad when most of the time you're cracking YOURSELF up, I swear! XD But yes, I hope she does, too. And I liked writing this, so I think I might continue blogging, so keep a lookout! Dylan

So Folks, this here will be my very first blog entry! Yay! Okay, okay. Calm down. Try not to get too excited. I know I'm pretty great, but come on now. You're too kind. Well, after a really long and hard battle, my grandfather finally passed away on Saturday. About five years ago, he collapsed in a restaurant and was taken to the hospital, where he was given a heart valve transplant. Ever since then, his health has been slowly declining. It didn't do him any good that his wife, who's 25 years younger than him (don't get me started on how the family thinks she's a gold-digger), had taken him on several extravagant trips around the world in that time that he didn't have the strength to go on. She's an idiot. This side-story can effectively sum up how weird she is: One Christmas Day, several years ago, my family and I were hosting the Christmas Day dinner at our house. My mom had gone through all the trouble to churn out all of the family's favorite italian dishes, including an appetizer of meatballs. Now, meatballs are large, round, balls of meat; there's nothing really 'alien' about their appearance. Everyone should be able to immediately recognize a freaking meatball. Right? Wrong. So Joan, my grandfather's wife, goes up to my dad and looks at the plate of meatballs right next to him. She studies them for a minute, and then with a very puzzled expression, looks up at my dad and asks what they are. Now, my dad thinks she's kidding and just tells her that they're meatballs. I mean, what else could they be? Then she just goes "Oh..." and walks away. I don't even.... she's so weird. You know, she's also kind of socially retarded; she just doesn't connect with people. She especially does not get the hint when you don't want to talk to her anymore. She'll just go on and on and on AND ON for HOURS about the STUPIDEST stories! You know, I generally find older peoples' stories interesting. Sure they might be long, but I'm usually intrigued by them. NOT with Joan! That woman is just plain boring. She can put inanimate objects to sleep, I swear. She also has to constantly stick her nose into everyone else's business. For example: right after my grandfather had passed and we were in his room waiting for the crematorium to send someone to pick up the body, she starts chiding me for having something drawn on my arm. She was acting like sharpies were the gateway drug to tattoos. What the heck?! What an inappropriate time! Okay, so, moving on from my bizarre step-grandmother's character, now there's the issue of my grandfather's estate. That should be a doozy to settle. I'm glad that I don't have to do anything; considering I'm his grandson, and not one of his kids. My uncle is handling all of the paperwork. I hope for my mom's sake that she gets some inheritance and that that stupid woman didn't spend it all. My mom really needs it; the poor thing has been working herself to death lately. She works at See's Candies, you know? My mom? She works there as a second job. No, you can't have any candy. You want to know something really creepy? When going through my grandfather's house and looking at things that I might want, I found his favorite grandfather clock. What was weird about it? It had stopped. Right at the time that he passed away. Creepy. Well folks, I'm getting a tad bit depressed talking about this, so I'll end this blog here. Cheers, Dylan