R. Eric

Alright! Since no one has commented. I will!!! "Hot Patootie, Bless My Soul! I really love that rock and roll!!" I don't care. Gay, straight, bi-sexual! By the third showing of that movie against the Strom Thurmond Building at Baptist College. I was GAY!!! The movie didn't make me gay, but that evening I wasn't afraid I was! We had our antifreeze in bottles and we sang and danced like there was no stopping us! You know, I tried to go back in the closet, but a vampire transvestite? IT WAS DAMNED GOOD!!! For another night, too. I'll let you know what happened to Saturday night! If you have no idea what I'm talking about. Your gay card. Hand it over now! "Let's do the time warp again!" Love it, love it!!!

Destiny Seth knew what to do to divert my thoughts. We were really a married couple. Not just to sound poetic, but we knew each other so well that speaking wasn’t always necessary. We were going through life together. Anyone that couldn’t understand how there’s a romance between two men works need to hang their heads in shame. Two Human males can be romantic. There are times we can be rough. We can be tender. No words needed to be said by either of us. Spontaneous sex was great. The no

The Puritan Palatines are making their way west. That gives our people time to prepare. Martha gave them enough advanced notice. With Wahkooha dead, and the attacks on the kingdoms stopped. Our boys might have just gone home. No, they aren't finished. The battle might surprise you. I'm writing it and that plot surprised me!

Purpose “We really do access the magic differently than Children of Lilith.” I looked at them both. “Why?” “There are several theological theories,” Lukus began hesitantly. “None of it can be given as proof,” Demetrius stressed. “But…” “What!?” Seth and I said loud. “Our parents never sinned,” Lukus said and was nodding at our surprised faces, “When Adam and Lilith lived in Eden. They didn’t disobey God.” He had said it before, but now I really thought about it. “

Thank you for replying. I was feeling sorry for myself. I know it. I said it many times. I will write. Until I go and catch up with Daniel, I write. I held it secret a long time! Gay Authors gave me a chance to show others and they liked IT!!! You took the time from your day to answer? I can't thank you enough. A son in ICU a month? My thoughts and prayers are with YOU.

I admit it. Yesterday, I was feeling very low. Going over some older stories, there is a trend. I received more "likes' than "loves." The trend has changed, I get way more "loves" than "likes." However, the numbers have gone down. Can anyone explain why? Is it the names chosen? Tell me what's missing. Will my feelings get hurt? I can honestly say, YES, THEY WILL!!! I've got two major strikes against me. Whether I'm good at writing or not, I am an Artist! I paint and sculpt with words. Being an Artist, I have an Artist's instabilities, moody and I will pout! The other strike is, I'M GAY!! I don't consider myself a queen of anything. Drama Queen is the only one I come close to being. I THINK. I've written about Royals a lot. Who wants to read about a boring life? I got used to having a few hundred readers in a day! TALK TO ME!!! I really DO hang onto what you say!

Eabha “Merlin!?” Seth asked carefully. “King Arthur’s friend and advisor? That Merlin?” She nodded with a smile, “That’s him.” I was nodding as it was making sense! “Sure! I can see that!” “He’s just a character in a story!” Seth said rising and pointed with both hands at her, but looked at me. “It could also be a lie!” “A lie?” I asked, “To do what?” Seth’s head turned a little, “Well, that would be an answer to a question I haven’t asked yet.” “Oh, I see,” I

They left Dennis and Kitty in A'Dore with his uncle and aunt. There is a surprise when...well, you know they go back. Martha wouldn't tell them.

More Training As with Deena, Darius, and Arthur, death did not really have a sense of closure. Loss was the only feeling I had about this. All Wahkooha had was his power? Was that all he was? He thought so. “It’s cold,” Seth said, taking my hand and walked back in. Seth and I had forbad Toby from seeing the execution. Death is a part of life and he would learn about it eventually, but not today. Val had said he would stay with Toby and keep him interested. Thomas had gone w

Tribunal Judgement I remember Seth and Toby helping me up the stairs. I remember getting my bed clothes and being laid down and covered up. The stove near us was lit and then the world just faded away. I don’t know what sort of rest Seth got when he took that horrible tasting opium. Mine was pretty good. I was about to stretch, but like Beau, I got muscle cramps in my calves, too. When I woke up, I felt I needed to stretch my leg out. A good stretch always helped, right? Not after

Sparring With Creids “I didn’t imagine it, Seth,” I said and called into the air. “Demetrius!” “You shouted?” Demetrius said behind us. It was again the “he wasn’t there and now he was” trick again. I turned to him, “You just spoke to me, but weren’t here, didn’t you?” “I did!” Demetrius answered happily. “You are the first one of the Children of Eve I tried that with.” He said proudly. “I learned it from Martha.” He started waving his hand and said, “She does all t

Showing What They Can Do Then Dakotah arrived with two other Natives we had seen yesterday, with Wahkooha. All wore thick skins, much darker than ours. I knew they used goats for food and clothes. Bear skins when it was very cold. I was concerned that the connection to Wahkooha was too strong. Were they so loyal they still thought Wahkooha was a god? Dakotah smiled and waved at the man on his right. “This is Karey.” He waved at the man on his left. “And this is Tala.” Karey h

I struggled with this story and finally just started something else. I did write three stories at once in my manic attempt to keep Daniel here. He is, but I calmed down. I will work on it again. Perhaps after this. I need to also finish some others. I had Writer's Block and Daniel told me to write something else. He did again. No, he's no ghost talking, but was such a part of my life I can still hear what he'd say.

Damn, Charlie! I woke up to write and find all these notifications! (Which I love and need. Don't stop.) But, I needed kawfee to read them. (That's New York, Italian from Queens Yankees for coffee if you didn't know.) I have my kawfee, but it needs t0o cool. I like it cold. I live for feedback. Really, I do. When I post, I am uneasy. "Will they like what I wrote?" Until I see the response, I am uneasy. Keep reading, the next year of the story I went through a difficult time. That reflected in my writing. My muse became silent as I struggled to let go of Daniel. The situation with his sons was very stressful. I had to give the middle son a legal eviction notice. I knew he was difficult and always had been. But they were Daniel's sons! He has three. I had to move and have not heard from any, but one. Once. A year ago. Switching to Cinderfella, I was feeling better and my muse, Bubba is talking nonstop!! I try to get him to slow down, but... I'm writing on Cinderfella 3. Do NOT stop replying. It gives my head a sensation I've become addicted to. I admit it. I'm an addict!. Keep it up. Bigger Hugs (I use a lot of those in my stories. I'm addicted to them, too.) Eric

Thank you. My aim was to put you in the story. It pleases me more than you know, but keep reading and you'll find it isn't possible to give you Olek. A few more chapters and you'll see. I gave Tom Ellis to Kevin. You can have someone else. I could create one! Read on. Sleepy. Going to bed. Returning your big hugs. Talk tomorrow. Eric

No. They have some that forage during winter. So, you don't like my rabbits? (I kept my face from breaking into a smile and laugh.) You should have seen it! I love creating rabbits. I got rid of them. To my favorite hunter who never got his rabbit. "Be verwy, verwy quiet, I'm hunting wabbits. It's Wabbit Season! huh, huh, huh." Please don't tell you don't know who that is.

Prepping for Cold Battle "Puritans?” I repeated. “Those no pleasure, not even with sex, people in Europa?” “They have some settlements in the northeast,” Seth nodded. “I have seen the locations on the map, but from what I’ve been told, they are a sad group of people.” “I’ve met a few,” I nodded. “Four came before my father and there was a larger group, about seven men and six women came before Christian.” “And?” Demetrius asked with a smile. “What did you think abou

Thanks, Charlie! In my mind, I'm bowing like I did a good performance. I just write stories and I have since a child. I just never shared them. They were fantasies I had. The whole gay thing I explored with situations I thought up. Cinderfella was my answer for the lack of Fairy Tales for young (and older men ). If I can turn one person, I mean get them to see we are not unnatural. Lesbians are on their own. I don't hate or dislike women, but I'm gay! I prefer the company of men and always have. Putting myself in any scenario with what I was taught by my strict Southern Baptist Father just didn't work. I studied, found out the truths about the Bible and other texts, and there are many the Catholic Church didn't release. The Quran has a lot about Christ I didn't know. The Torah! I didn't learn Hebrew, but read the English Versions. My goal has always been since I began with Gay Authors to get people to understand we don't need curing. There is nothing wrong with being gay! Find love! It's there if you look. I found it. So can everyone else. Combining Christianity, both Catholic and Protestants, Native American Culture in a story in what is clearly North America, but settled about the time of Christ has been fun. Things culturally evolved a lot differently. I have a vivid imagination. I write for the readers. Any questions asked you will find in my stories. Hell, Kev helped with Blueblood: The World because he lives in Great Britain and knows the area. Stan, Darrin, and Ellis Thomas were created for him. He's even a character in the story. I love writing. Now, I've got to answer a question asked about Christian. Is he Fae, too? I'm writing that now. I'm halfway done with the chapter. It makes me very happy people like what I write. Hugging back, Eric

I used my knowledge of King Arthur and did more research. I even got hooked on The Adventures of Merlin, with Colin Morgan. I know, I use Artistic License, but come on. They introduced characters I knew weren't right, like Mordred. King Uther is a fool. It's your show, damn it. Stories that are written are canon! Like the Bible! You can't change it. I haven't changed it, just added to it. Even those that redid the Star Trek knows that. They had to create a parallel universe to continue the story. And the show Enterprise failed because they kept breaking what we knew was right, and they broke canon! I'm Scottish, I knew about the Fae. From the island of Skye! I'm writing the next chapter now.

The Fae “Me!?” I blurted in disbelief. “I have never had that…” “Yes,” Demetrius nodded, “you’ve done it before and just didn’t know it.” Toby ran to me and hugged me hard, so did Seth who added a “thank God.” It was a Toby sandwich between his two fathers. Then Thomas joined in. Max walked toward us, “I know this is a family moment…” “Which now includes all of you!” Seth stated happily. “My arms can only go around so many at a time. You’ll have to wait your turn.”

Yes, Oliver. I've started writing already, but ten yawns into this. I need some sleep. Eight hours would be good. Last night I kept tossing and turning as my mind kept going over ideas. I'll give you sort of a hint. You inspired the new direction. You've done it before. No, I'm not telling you what it is. I need sleep. Good night.

Challenging A God Getting out of the tubs, hair washed and drying with a large cloth around us. We had gotten so warm, the air in the bathroom was cold. We picked up the clothes and whomever touched it, it shrunk or grew to fit. In our hands they did this. It was again deerskin. (If you were a deer around here...wait, if you were a deer you would have left or become part of someone’s wardrobe. I know, the Natives wasted nothing, the meat, bones, fat, and skin and thanked the deer

Hi, Kevin! I took the Artist's License and changed the world. I colonized what would have been North America a whole lot earlier, changed the names a bit. Necessity drives technology and they built bigger ships much sooner, but I simply followed the those from Norway and those countries to establish a route. I check my facts so it is plausible. One thing you can count on, a person might be nice, a group of uneducated people can be dangerous. I am combining a Druid Mage with a Native American Shaman. What Merlin and Morgana were, Merlin could easily be a Child of Lilith (except the aging backward thing.) Morgana could have been a Child of Eve who could use the magic. Just don't be surprised when I change some aspects of Druids and Native Americans. You will...no, if say too much it will be given away. Later!

Tarasque de Noves We did take a little time to get Max steady again. At least stabilized enough to get on his horse and stay there upright. “I’m sorry,” Max said a little shaky. “What I did was stupid.” I nodded, “It wasn’t the best tactical move, but it did prove one thing.” “What?” Max asked. “That the men from Creid can’t change?” He asked a little bitterly. “I hope not!” I grinned. “Some of my dearest friends come from Creid.” I shook my head, “I don’t want

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I work and I slave, and what do I get? Huh? I said it before, it's a vacation weekend. Monday everybody in the U.S. is off. And everybody knows Labor Day is for everyone and marks the end of Summer. Some take the week before for a trip, others take the week following off. SOME TAKE BOTH!! There's a pandemic people! Stay home and read, damn it!! You'll be more safe. (Just kidding...kind of. You know how I get.) Read!!