Jason Rimbaud

Thus begins the new game...it only gets wilder from here.

This story doesn't really have guilt. Mine ends with then sing christmas carols over eggnog.

I meant my pool scene and yours? Mine didn't have sex because I'm not smutty.

Thursday has always been the gayest of all days.

Because for once, in one of my stories, Greg is a prude that doesn't jump into bed with the first guy he sees. . Or maybe you'll find out in the next chapter. Who knows, I wasn't even supposed to post this today so I'm all out of sorts.

Did I live up to your standards? .

I know right. Sometimes I enjoy the comments more than the story I wrote.

That's what I'm saying,..go team Ethan! I didn't even know anything about that. I had to google it and someone said I got the colors wrong or something. *shrugs* sports balls are stupid. And I wrote about a jock and a swimmer. Something must be wrong with me.

*shrugs* It is what it is

What about Greg, he doesn't seem to be opposed...maybe they are both whores. That would be like me to have whorish characters

Considering Courtney might be a Trish, why couldn't Blake be a Justin. This is shaping up to be a confusing mess of a story. What was I thinking?

As with most of my stories, for some reason, it takes a chapter or two for the story to kick in, and then usually it moves really fast. And I shan't spoil anything regarding your questions...unless you want me to. I will say that you will find out who sent the photograph by the end of the story. And unlike my other Glacier Bay Stories, this story ends on a clear ending, none of those hopeful or ambiguous endings I'm so fond of. Does that help or hurt? .

Welcome Mr. Carl. Since you are new to the silliness that is my stories. You shall be warned there are bad jokes, silly situations, probably too much sex, and situations that might make you want to bash your head into a wall. Thanks for checking out the craziness.

Monday, August 4th, 1997 1103 Douglas Way Douglas Frienz Island, Glacier Bay “Men, always thinking with their dicks.” Courtney shook her head with an exaggerated eye roll. She looped her arm in Greg’s and led him towards the buffet table. She further explained, “He’s just a friend I’m here on vacation with. He claims he can spot a gay boy from a hundred yards away.” “Sounds like a man after my own heart,” Greg said absently as he scanned the partygoers. “So, where is thi

Who the hell knows. I posted Gabriel’s Gambit which I thought was completed and it went five chapters beyond. If I don’t add or we write it, twenty. I’m a mess truth be told. 😜😜

I love Courtney in this story. She's so much fun. Greg is all sorts of chaotic fun-ness in a messy package.

I need to work on my summary writing skills. The summary sucks and doesn't reflect the true silliness of this one. I think store clerks make way too much of certain things. Like when I drop trousers in the middle of the store to try on anything. They are all, we have dressing rooms for that, you can't do that here. and no you can't try on underwear first.

I have a long way to go before I can ever be called a romance writer. I'm not opposed to killing off a main character, but then you'd have to warrant the death. And Ira just wasn't up to the task.

I had several messages from readers who wished I had ended it there. But I have a hard time not giving the ending I envisioned. I don't really go for happy or sad endings as much as I go for what I think the characters demand. I usually have a strong idea for the ending and not much will get me to alter it. I actually cut a bunch out, as I felt it was almost too violent. But I think fiction is best when it's a bit shocking. I really tried to toe the line between gratuitous and failing the narrative. And for Glacier Bay Stories, I want people to know that anything can happen. . Percy and Five and the rest of the side cast, they are Christmas In Glacier Bay members, their story continues only at Christmas. and their story is not over. That's all I'll say about that for now. That was the easiest part to write for me. The hard part was the action. I don't like writing violent scenes, but to get to my ending, Percy in hospital, I had to have the violent parts. The hopeful part was Five walked back into his life. Now, as you said, we'll have to see how they navigate this new reality.

Having never really played sports, I would assume that much of it is mental. As to how it will affect them, we shall see. His family isn't one I wouldn't want to be a part of for sure. Let's see how it all plays out but I think Ethan is one of my most favorite characters and I wish I could have included more of him. I loved writing him.

In this ending, Ethan was never going to be the bad guy. Just as you said, a creepy, perverted guy. I had it set up that if I went with the other ending, Ethan would have been the main protagonist. His ending was always the same, whether it was Ira or Five doing the damage. He was fated to have his nose broken. Poor Ethan was doomed from the moment he walked onto PineCrest. This man plays a much bigger role in the Glacier Bay Story Universe. I shan't spoil anything if you ever do make it to the other stories. Ira definitely would not take no for an answer. And John had his own problems. But when I first wrote, their faces were uncovered; I knew their end. No matter what ending I chose, Percy had to have this injury. I could not let him play baseball for the rest of the Christmas series. I needed certain things from him, and the only way that could be achieved was to take everything away. I haven't decided if Five can swim again, but my instinct is that both of their careers are over. I tend to write hopeful endings. I have a saying for Glacier Bay Stories: the author chooses at what point of the story to begin and end. The stories continue long after the author stops relaying that part. I felt both Percy and Five had to face the consequences of their actions. Brain injuries are no laughing matter. It always drives me crazy in movies and TV when someone gets hit in the head, and in the next scene, they are fine. No, if you lose consciousness for an extended period of time, you will face brain damage. The loss of his hearing was just an extra knife twist. The overall narrative I wanted to tell with this story is that Percy and Five are truly in love, and it was messy and chaotic. But they each accepted that fact. Their road might be difficult, but if they manage to stick together, then they can find their place without baseball or swimming. From your comment, I'm not sure if you liked the ending as much as it was the only one it could have gotten. I've been anxiously waiting for you to find the time to finish the story. And thank you for the review. In deference to you, I won't respond to your review as you do not believe in doing that. But I read it, and thank you. And Percy's grandfather has a far reach. He's powerful and, through his government contacts, can be very protective of his family. But I don't believe anyone who reached that sort of power and influence could have gotten there by purely ethical means. Thanks for all your comments. I love how analytical you get. They are always welcome and highly anticipated.

Friday, December 8th, 2017 Central Park Tower New York City, New York “So much for a low-key birthday.” Gregory Jay Winters looked at his watch and sighed deeply. He loosened his tie and attempted to crack his neck by tilting his head to one side. It was three minutes after 5 pm on his forty-second birthday. The reason for his sigh wasn’t the fact that he turned forty-two. It was, however, directly related. His well-meaning management staff had surprised him wit

Greg Winters has a problem. The house up the beach has been throwing a nonstop party for two days. He crashes the party and quickly meets Blake, a handsome boy from LA. After a brief encounter, Greg meets Justin, a mysterious dancer who captivates his imagination. As both boys vie for Greg’s attention, lies and half-truths threaten to destroy their budding romance. Who will he choose? By the time his vacation is over, Greg will have to make the biggest decision of his life.

Not anymore, I used to be high priest of her fan club, but she didn't like it so I disbanded the order.

This isn't the comment section in one of your filthy stories; I had to be tactful. You should have read the first sentence I wrote.