Brayon

A sad tale of death. Well written, and heart-wrenching.

A fantastic story of friendship, camping, and ghost tales. It was well-written, full of character, and an easy read.

Thanks, Mike. And thank you for challenging me that night.

Thank you, Mike. I agree it is heart-wrenching.

Thanks, Dodger. Making me blush now. Parts of my life are in almost every story on GA. Not a lot. Some are just composites for characters, like in the first TC Book, Jill, Chandon, and Brayon are all real-life people I know, and it's a bit more there story, that I wove together. Granted names and places they work are changed.

An excellent Tanka, Mac. It's like the raindrops are real tears being shed over a love that has ended/parted/gone away. Very profound.

Yeah. It started off, I was the only boy my age in the neighborhood, the rest were 8-10 years older. Most of the girls were related me, extended family in a four square block area, so all my cousins, sister and their friends and I was outnumbered 12 to 1. That changed when I got into Scouts and my Church's Youth Group until then I did a lot of stuff on my own. I hated playing most team sports, except for Volleyball. Tried Baseball, Football, Soccer, and the Police Athletic Leauge Wrestling, but I was horrible and it didn't really interest me. Loved camping, was very active in the Boy Scouts of America. Give me a map and a compass, and I could hike an orientation course in no time flat. If it was a SciFi related item, I tried to get it, borrowed it, secret borrowed it, or knew someone that had one. LOL. My dad would try to get me to go fishing with him, or play football like he did. Hated both. I hated working on cars, which again he tried to get me into. I was very active in my Southern Baptist Church youth group and did missionary work with them. Inner-city Atlanta, and Willmington, NC. At one point, I was slated to go to seminary school, with the church paying for it. That change in a huge way. LOL And nightmares, and night terrors... lots of them, and suffered with them near nightly until I was 19-21. Still, have them, but now it's more insomnia.

I used to have a small collection of stuffed animals when I was a kid. Aside from my Teddybear, my stuffed Snow Leopard cub helped keep the nights safe. Sadly, the only thing I still have, is my patched up Teddybear. He's in a storage box in the closet. I don't know what happened to Leo.

LOL, thanks tim.

Thanks, Daddydavek! I told tim and Kitt in a PM the other day, "When in the hell did I turn into a Drama Writer? I'm going to have to include Finding Eros in the Tampa Chronicles just to keep my SciFi/Fantasy street creds!"

Thanks, Def. Chapters 1 and 2 are done and have been edited by Kitt. Need to send them to tim next. Chapter 3 is being completed in tandem with Chapter 3 of Jeremy's story. After I finish off TC3, I'll start posting on Freedom Station.

You both do a bit more than that. Like, listening to my insane backside in PMs when I have a self-doubt crisis.

Thanks, Dodger. I've always loved the snow leopard. Beautiful Creatures. I mean look at this face!

Thank you, Palantir!

Thanks, Kitt. Both you and tim, help a lot with these stories.

I notice the mentions didn't pick up in the blog... @Kitt @Mikiesboy @MichaelS36 @BabyXander1990

I've met a lot of gays that have never slept with a woman before. Hell, there's even a name for it: Gold Star Gay = you never touch a vagina in sex. Double Gold Star Gay = never had sex with a vagina, and was born via a c-section.

Thank you, Reader. 🙂 I appreciate all the support. Yeah, the interview questions were fun. A little insight into my mind too.

Thank you, tim. I totally agree with you about the interaction between readers and authors. There's a bunch of stuff I clip out, before sending it off to the editors (you and Kitt), or convos that characters have with each other between scenes that only take place in my head, that helps me write them better. I feel that being able to talk to the readers, allows me to put in those little tidbits.

The writing was fantastic, well thought out, and the dialogue was clear. An excellent tale of meeting an Ex.

A compelling tale based on Egyptian mythos.

Thanks for reading, Job. Jill is a sweetheart, even though she worked some grueling hours in the ER she always had a cake, fresh baked cookies, or brownies for us, when we came over. She did everything from scratch too. Of course, like Brayon and Chandon, Jill isn't the real name of the person she's pattern on.

A well thought out and written story with a surprise ending. Excellent read.

I couldn't review these individually, the emotions that came forward were too strong to put into words. As a collection, these are words, thoughts, and emotions of one of the strongest men I know. Written as a child trying to survive.

I understand a bit more now, about what you've said about your father, over the past year and a half. I'm glad Mike was there.