Jason Rimbaud

July 29th, 2008 I think we are in that stage of our relationship where Konstantin and I have arrived where the newness has faded and now we’re moving into the realm of comfortable bliss. The days slip by with the quickness of one that is approaching the end. That’s not to say we aren’t stupidly happy. Nor do I mean the sex has lost its allure. Because we still go at it like mad men who have finally been released from isolation after twenty years. We fuck a lot. So you could say e

Can you be more specific, a green card or a work visa? Those are not the same thing and have different steps to achieve each one.

Out of character now, writing a journal is really difficult for me. You have to imagine what is being written that wasn't included. Right now we have jumped in time nearly a year from when it all started. How would one depict that and still tell an over-arching story that hopefully is compelling. Many of these scenes are pulled directly from my own journals from that time period. Of course this is a fictional story, but many of the situations happened to me when I was going through many of the same addictions. And there was a hip upscale restaurant in Palo Alto, it was called Junoon and I used to work there back in the day. I kept the reference because my husband, who is Indian, always laughs. A few of the repeating phrases are there to make him laugh. this has been the weirdest writing experiment I ever attempted. And we shall see how well I pulled it off. Definitely not something I will attempt to do. But this thing started because I was saying first person narrative stories suck, and Krista, Cassie, and Jeff wore me down so I decided to attempt a story in first person. So if it sucks, blame at Krista.

I would think the title, The Art Of Letting Go, kind of gives a hint where this tale is heading. I've never been good at titles. Not like Krista.

That box was smashed open. He's all in now.

Jason is writing his journal as a homework assignment to his therapist, remember? He's also an addict and when he started writing it he was doing copious amounts of cocaine, which tends to make you repeat things. Then It looked like he just kept doing it to annoy Susan. That's my best guess. From the brief descriptions we get about the GM, he seemed to have a soft spot for Jason. I think an answer to this questions, why Jason for Assistant Manager, makes sense in the next two chapters. Besides, we are reading a journal from a known liar, he might have been making this up for Susan to read as he dealt with his issues. Jason is not a reliable narrator in my opinion.

February 26th, 2008 It’s around 2:30 in the morning. Tuesday morning to be precise and for once I’m at a loss of words. I was asleep. All cozy wrapped in my favorite comforter and dreaming of a blond haired boy with dancing eyes. And right when I was getting to the good part, my phone made a sound that woke me with a start. And for a moment, I glanced at the table with half opened eyes and debated internally whether or not to even look at the phone or try to fall back asleep so I

I know I wouldn't have had the willpower to stop in the middle of a BJ. But then maybe he knows Konstantin is playing both sides against the middle. Jason might be doing the only thing he can think to protect himself.

Oh you don't want to come slumming to my side of the street. Because whatever you thought sports ball teams means, I assure you we meant it way worse!

Jason needs something? But addicts need to hit bottom a few times before they can emerge as a butterfly.

Thank you Chris. Well through his journal, Jason keeps those parts back, though he describes the emotion he felt at the time. It seems like he tries to keep it secret from the reader, who is his therapist Susan. his journal is his homework that they then discuss in their weekly sessions.

He does seem to like straight boys and all that comes with it. In the parts I didn’t include, he goes into great detail about another straight boys and the fallout from that messed up hidden relationship that lasted five years. jason is a mess

I thought his attempt at ignoring the bastard was valiant, but his refusal to leave ended up costing him a slap and tickle with his crush. At least at the end he wised up.

I’m not sure I would have done the same if I was in his place. But Jason seemed to have tried to protect himself. We’ll see how well he success.

If it was up to me, my view on sports balls is well known, but this is a journal Jason wrote some fifteen years ago, blame him, I’m innocent. as for photos, it wasn’t included in the journals, so…😜

January 14th, 2008 I said I was never going to do this again. And after the last final time, I never wanted this to happen again. I’m an adult, I have my own apartment, bills, credit cards, and car. I should be able to stop myself from having these thoughts. But I think I might have to just face the facts. I can’t control these feelings and I don’t even know how I’m going to be able to look at myself in the morning. Maybe I won’t even try. Stupid Jason, doing stupid things,

when did you decide on his final partner?

Thank you. You, and I'm not going to press on the one question I asked that you never answered and trust I'll get it out of you at the end.

Firstly, I was a bit bummed you deleted your comment. That's why I said I always agree with you...or did. I changed my mood to sarcastic cause I couldn't find horny. *shrugs* Due to first person, there really is no way to get into Davin's head, not a dig I promise. But in this part of the story, we don't know Davin's motivations other than what you have observed. Which makes him a bit mysterious and intriguing because right now he could go either way...boom another call back to the threesome. I'm on a roll. And who is this Jolt you speak of? I don't recall a Jolt. There is a Joel, and there is a smelly Colt. Hi Davin, looking good in your green wet undies.

Oh, be careful what you give permission for me to do. Without permission, I completely re-wrote Circumnavigation, all 156 chapters of it. No one will ever read it, but I did it. And the perfect chapter to cement Jolt, when they go to the creek after Colt fights with the parents, that's the turn. Bye Bye Davin! As for character descriptions, we still don't know what Joel looks like If I could get serious here. When you started this story, you didn't know who he was going to end up with? Is that real? And without spoiling anything for the rest of the readers, at which part in the story did you settle on someone? Because I might be partial to blondes, that wasn't the only reason I thought it was going to be Jolt. You left hints and glances, and reactions in the first few chapters that got my head pointed in that direction. And if I can pry further, do you outline a story, do you have a vague idea and just go, do you have an ending in mind and then see where the road takes you? I plot my stories out from start to finish. Not only do I know where its going, I have already written the ending, know all the twists and turns, major landmarks, and then I discover the beginning when I start writing. I normally have no idea for the first few chapters what the beginning is even going to be.

Which is why I'm allowed to post here. I'm a chef, not a writer. And one of those things I'm damn good at. In all seriousness, forget about the First Person tense or whether or not I like it. This is a great story with real depth of character that I am completely smitten with. It goes against everything I am usually attracted to a story, but it works wonderfully and except for the tense issue that I mentioned, which is my pet peeve so other people shouldn't care what I think, I don't have anything negative to say. I adore these characters and thank you for putting up with my silliness. I only really act this way when I'm really into a story.

Um Sandalwood is not decently anything but gross. As for your aversion to cheese, I now know you don't like in Wisconsin. I still have unpurchased tickets and a promise to fulfill. But first I must riddle out your state. I do like your take about closeted both of them. Joel's divine hiddeness has been laid out masterfully in the chapters. But if I may disagree with the author, cause lets face it, I know best. . hahaahaha Davin has some issue about being found out. He's the one that stopped their further exploration in the BED because he didn't want Gavin to catch them. He didn't want to go to Joel's room because he's scared of them hearing them. He wanted to run after Joel but didn't because he was afraid. I think he has his own hangups. Because if you don't remember, I'll remind you, god I'm being cheeky tonight, we don't yet know if Gavin knows Joel is gay. Davin might be hiding his gayness for Colt...Joel due to Gavin. I'm sure we shall see at a later time but don't rule out Davin's fear while you focus on Joel. But I do like this take, and you might use it all the time, but I haven't noticed it before this story and I like it. PS: I know the story doesn't end here. But when I wrote this comment, before I posted it, I hadn't yet read your reply to my earlier comment where you said more to come. And as you can see, once I type something, I can't be arsed to change it when I could have before I posted. Truthfully, most everything I comment should be deleted before posting. But then, I'm lazy.

Roy is cute, both the fictional one and the real one. And thank you for changing the name just for me. I appreciate it muchly. Why are you giving me false hope regarding Jolt? Do you know what I wish. I wish it was April, and I'd write an April Fools chapter for you where we get Jolt. That's what we should do...did I say that outloud? Joel must be the bottom for Davin, all that nervous twin energy, for sure. As for Jolt, I think they would be vers with Colt preferring the bottom but up for a top once in a while. I think Learning to Lie is an amazing title, and I'll go on record saying it right now.

Hello, I probably have the biggest undies fetish on this entire site, combined. I loved it, though you didn't go far enough. Though it makes sense that you don't enjoy writing spicy scenes. I didn't for years, I only started with Tyler's Dilemma, and I didn't dip my toe in, I jumped right/write in with a watersports fetish for one of my characters. I guess when the dam breaks...See what I did there. I'm pretty proud of that one. When the dam breaks the spicy shit flows out..I did it again. That's what we call a twofer. I forgot to look, so if you don't use one excuse me, but if you do use an editor, ask him to look for those pesky tense issues and call you out if it matters. Dialogue structure, well, I didn't want to be perceived as pushy or bitchy, which both things I am, often.

my best friend from back. in PA loved him too. I know all the songs because of him. Bad memories this brought up.