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Hi, Chris! Thanks for the story review for "Journey to Salvation". Much appreciated.

Must be nice to constantly be in an adventure. These guys are fortunate indeed.

Thank you, Chris. I admire these two characters. Link panicked about them going separate ways, and while many would keep their mouth shut, he pushed Moss to be honest about those secretive looks. Both men showed courage. Cheers, my friend.

Thank you, Adi. It was my pleasure to make you happy. I've had a few readers say the same thing... that they were never a western fan before reading some of mine, and that makes me happy. Just writing them makes me feel good.

Thanks, uccleman! Is it an end? Maybe not, but it is for now. Yeah, grandpa could definitely have a story... if he lived... and to be honest that possibility has intrigued me. I appreciate you wanting more, friend. Cheers... Gary....

Fascinating take on the theme. Read this... it will keep you guessing, and you will enjoy it. Cheers!

Well, I shouldn't be surprised you wrote something freaky. I loved it, northie. I was rapt as I read, wondering where it was going. Was it fairy dust or was it really happening... you kept us guessing right till the end. This is what I like about the anthologies, the completely different or weird-ass takes on the theme. Never thought I'd have to worry about mechanized 'camels', but there it is. Timely too. AI scares the crap out of me. Well done! G

Hey, centex! I've missed hearing from you. Moss carried a cruel and unnecessary load around after that first innocent kiss. A woman of God and the bible, used her position to torture her grandson, all because of a hate for her husband. Was he gay? Maybe, but he must have chose his wife at some point. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? We will never know, but I think we can say the real demon was Gran, and staying with her would have been difficult... probably too difficult. Imagine a young lad trying constantly to rub a 'demon' off his back, and having to sleep on his stomach to prevent damage to his junk. Ugh. Link is the saint here, being patient until he felt their time running out. Seeking, and insisting on honesty saved them both. Well, I do like revisiting, my friend, but I commit to nothing. Thanks for this and your appreciated support of my writing. Cheers! G

A fun little read, especially if you're a dog person, which I am. Cheers!

Cute like a Pekinese. This was a fun read... maybe a little warped, but I like warped. Now I'm wondering where 'bark' came from. Thanks for this. Cheers!

Hello, all! I have had a busy weekend. My kids and I loaded up a 'thirty yarder' dumpster with almost 40 years of accumulations and memories, from boom boxes to ping pong tables, to games, to reno waste, to lights, to sinks, to furniture etc. I have been purged. My body is so sore.

Lol. Yeah, but I have no expectations. Once every couple of years won't hurt you, though. When I thought about creatures, I thought about the human kind, and what they will create to manipulate and frighten. How does one book hold so much power? It makes us believe in all kinds of things that just aren't real. Moss's first innocent kiss brought hellfire down on him, and what a terrifying time that must have been for him. No matter what his gran might have gone through, she had no right to inflict such cruelty. If there is a God, maybe he nudged her off that step. Can love conquer all... probably not, but it can soothe the trauma of injustice, and bring happiness and faith in yourself. Moss deserves it, and so does Link. His patience went a long way to casting out a demon. Thank you, friend. Appreciate the support.

Breathtaking? That's fantastic to hear, Bill. Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed this little tale, and glad you could relate to the speech patterns. I enjoyed writing Moss and Link, and I admire Link's perseverance. Moss had a lot of baggage to deal with, but love has a way of healing even the worst damage when you are young. It sounds like Link's uncle's farm is successful, but yeah, my guess is Moss is ready to claim his inheritance. Appreciate the support, my friend. Cheers! G.

Building tension is not easy, but you'll find it here in this steamy, sexy, yet also innocent kind of coming of age story. The author gets you inside the heads of the characters, and it works. Check it out... it's fun in all kinds of ways. Cheers!

Wow, Doc, you created quite an atmosphere here with this story. I could feel the sultry heat and teen angst in this small town filled with characters that might be found in a Tennessee Williams play. So much dramatic tension flavored this story as you built towards a series of climaxes. Bobby Ray's death caught me by surprise, but it was a fitting end. All hail Rufus! This was sexy, simmering fun, buddy. Thank you! G

I suppose it is, and I ain't complaining. Wasn't it P T Barnum who said "Always leave them wanting more"?

I love when readers are greedy for more. 🕺

I did not say that, no. There is no reason to return to Larkspur at this time.

Another lovely chapter, Albert. Salome has found a good home, and the guys are believing in themselves. My experience with art was that the artists are rather solitary, expressing a singular vision ( I know I was), but these guys harken back to a different age, like Michaelangelo's, when great works/murals were a collaborative effort of lesser knowns helping the master who did the designing... except these guys are more equal.

Time will tell, my friend. The western foremost in my mind does not involve Bearpaw... I can at least tell you that. But, who knows what I will end up writing. I sure don't. I'm just happy you want more.

Land of legends? That is so cool! Thank you, Doha! I'm so pleased to hear from you again. Glad you liked this little story, and as far as what's to come, who can say? Cheers, my friend.

Hello, dear friend! We can all use a little love with so much hate present in the world. I am truly scared for the future. If I made things better in some way, even for a few minutes, I am well pleased. Truly. You never disappoint either, sweet lady. Thank you for making my morning with your words of validation and support. I am doing well, and much love to you as well. We all love love, don't we?

Hey, buddy! I've been missing writing them. This has been a busy year from me ever since we got hit by a very destructive ice storm, so writing has had to take a back seat to life. I am oh so close to finishing a new story, but I still have lots to do around the farm. I need all the mess and clutter gone so I can think straight... well, not straight exactly. Link felt love, and I believe that was something new for him, so yeah, he was patient, giving Moss every chance to reveal himself. As he said, he began to panic like a colt being weaned from his ma as their time to separate got closer. It was essentially now or never, and he was courageous enough to get the ball rolling. I believe love often requires at least some courage. Thanks for the support and sharing your thoughts. Happy to hear you liked this one. Cheers! G

Hey, Thirdly! What a great comment. Glad you could relate to the toll 'sermons' take on family members. Judge not, lest you be judged. We don't know for sure what happened to Grandpa, but even if he betrayed his wife, there is zero excuse for hurting Moss like she did. Each man was willing to give up their plans in order to be with each other, and that is love. *sigh* It's also hot. I'm so pleased you enjoyed this little story, friend. Love always makes my world go round. Cheers! G

I totally agree. I couldn't have asked for better. This author thrives on hearing how their writing affects readers, and I was inspired by Mags comment. I could say I write because I need to, and that is partly true, but the biggest push is in the knowing their are readers/friends out there who will make time to read what I might write.