shadowgod

chapter 2: : distilled by viv : As I glanced around the room, my eyes focused on a pile of clean, folded bike gear. Next to it were Rusty's clothes, also folded neatly. He shoes lying in front of them with the socks mated inside. Then I noticed the blanket covering us. It was the duvet from the guest bedroom. "Morning," I heard him whisper from my chest as his short hair brushed against my bare skin. I looked down at him and smiled lightly. "Dude, I thought you locked

Chapter 1: : distilled by viv : There's nothing in the world like straddling a 250cc motor while it's being revved menacingly. In those few seconds before the start gate faints before you, in that moment, everything is perfect. You're just as good as everyone else, no matter what you choose to do in other areas of your life. The way the engine vibrates against your crotch gives you substance, and power to make your dreams come true. Like I said, there's nothing in the wor

Egypt has turned her back on the gods of creation. A storm of death is coming, and the rain will wash away the transgressions.

In the beginning, there was the Nun: the inky, vast waters of the un-manifest bleeding into the void of heavens above... Eight gods; four serpents and four frogs., Nun and Nunet; deities of the abyss, Heh and Hehet; gods of space, Kek and Keket; deities of darkness, and Amon and Amonet; deities of the invisible, swam within these waters, the same waters that held the great egg of the creator. After millennia of this nothing, the great egg began to crack and hatch, splitting in two and se

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I’d never seen the Vegas sun. Sounds odd as a statement of truth doesn’t it? However, the truth it is; I’d never seen the Vegas sun. As far I was concerned, the only light Sin-City knew was the unnatural flicker and glow of overly extravagant neon signs and L.E.D. billboards. It was better that way though. Wouldn’t the sun bring to light the awful, grimy truth of a stretch of pavement that has seen thousands of people walk down it in the past twenty-four hours? Yet, the fake neon glow

There was nothing Bryson and James wanted more than to get away from the stress of college, and once Bryson had convinced him, James was sure that this ski trip was the perfect way to do just that. Their week together in the snow would turn out to be something James would never forget, or the test that interrupted it, and the phone call he gets that night when Bryson was almost home.

Almost Home by Shadowgod The fog of exhaust drifted, meandering around their shins through the cold bite of late December air. The V-8 power plant of the deep red 77’ Cherokee Chief provided a clunking cadence as they threw Bryson’s bag into the rear compartment. “I don’t know why you have to go…” James said, stepping out of the way so Bryson could close the rear door of the Jeep. “It’s just one test,” Bryson commented, lifting the tailgate with a metallic thud as it locked into place.

Who do you pray to when you need just one miracle? I'm afraid god will no longer do. We have a contentious relationship he and I. Plus I wasted my one good miracle prayer on him years ago. I remember, I prayed for a lego set, a stupid child who prayed for a lego set, said he'd never ask for anything again. I've asked for things since, better things. Great people, and they have all been unanswered. I'm getting desperate here. I can't keep watching the good ones leave.

Thats great news Eric!

Now im Interested in what about Jacob you can't stand. lol

Thanks Guys! Im glad you found and enjoyed it. Thanks for the homepage compliment as well Sam

I guess that is how things go... Quick run down, My workplace caught fire in December. Don't know if I mentioned that. The rebuild process has been slow and cumbersome, yay for city governments. While it has been being rebuilt, the business was sold. I bought a new car, a 2010 VW Jetta. Some say it suits me... I don't know if that is a compliment or whatnot. A week and a half after buying said new car I "interviewed" with the new owner, and by "Interview" I mean I listened to him extole his smarts and 8 years of experience in the industry only to hear that my position is obsolete and that he would "make me an offer" in effect - laid off. whatever its time, but I am insulted to see what he is doing and the dumb ass questions he has fr all his experience. Yes I have to deal with him until the station reopens, as soon as it reopens my employment comes to an end. f**k yeah. I met with a UCR rep a few weeks ago to see about transferring to the University of California Riverside. I was informed that the campus was closed to any new applicants for the Spring 2011 term. I was bummed but figured alright just aim for Fall 2011. Turns out she looked over my transcripts and said that the admissions accepts a limited number of late applications and she was going to speak to them and see if they would accept mine. A week later I got an email saying I had permission to file a late application by April 15th. I did. This past Wednesday I received word that I have been accepted as a transfer student for the fall 2010 term. I'm excited to say the least. That is pretty much whats been happening. Still no boyfriends, but beyond some things I probably wouldn't know what to do with one anyhow, so perhaps that is ultimately for the best. Also, my cousin pissed me off. She decided that since she is a muff diver and I am a cock sucker I owe her some sort of loyalty above and beyond anything else. I'm sorry but anyone who thinks I'm beholden to them because of shared orientation really doesn't know me very well and has been drinking too deeply from the pride punch well. My loyalty isn't formed from the least of what I am. Furthermore I dont take lightly to being mocked to divert attention from your angry drunken lesbian self. So, if you ever cross this post, read it as my kiss off letter cause it will be awhile before I even begin to think of you as someone "Okay".

all cliffhangers remain the sole responsibility of the author... Sorry guys I have a preset schedule, including posting times... the goat is anal you know..

LOL sorry, Yang Bang, you are blaming the tool when you should blame the people who use it. Honestly, do you blame the bullets or the gun as well? And honestly, A guy shouldn't be texting anyone if they are out on a date with another guy. Considering both guys in your little scenario are, I would figure they are wasting each-others time to begin with.

this term comes up a lot in relation I wonder if thats a bad thing... also Im surprised no one has mentioned adam4adam

for the record, I don't have gay-dar I have asshole-dar and its working like a mother-f**ker. perhaps I should explain, then again I really dont have the energy. long story short this guy has been coming into my work (when it wasnt burnt) and ordering a sandwich from the subway and he'd sit and eat and we'd look at each other in off moments and what not. I passed it off as whatever. Sure he was/is good looking but, I dunno life doesn't work like that for me. Anyhow ran into him on a site and he is gay which is cool and single which is cool. but hes somewhat of an asshole. Yay I guess. at least the mystery of his dating status is solved.

if you think foreign countries are better places to live, by all means Tim... And sorry I believe that you should get information from multiple sources. There is always some truth in a version of a story but never the whole truth in a single version of a story. I still say you blame the "repukes" as you so kindly brand them, as a knee jerk reaction. And yeah Mark, there is a big bad white devil.... Im the one drinking the koolaid. here is an idea instead of being pissed and bitching about it in an obscure blog on a gay writing website, why dont you take your displeasure to the people you have the unique power of de-seating. Nothing many of us can do here except live with the actions of your board of education.

I dont care what your article says Tim, since when is the press devoid of bias? And no the NAACP wouldn't be involved to push their story, or MECHA pushing their ideas of ceaser chavez. Face it it isnt a republican democrat issue its a Interest group issue.

honestly Tim this is nothing new.... its been happening since we were all in grade school. And do not just blame one party that is just ignorance. It has more to do with special interest groups screaming loud than it has to do with either party.

that should have been: "It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again"

No I don't think you are abnormal warrior. In fact in some respects that's the way I feel about Cody as well, Hollow and sad. I think on some level were he real that's how he would feel about himself when he is lying in his bed alone. but the story answers that question as well. Thanks for reading I should get my rear in gear and start posting it again. Steve

I love anything by me... also, Dom Luka Viv Meeko (efiction) C james for stories about bombs Dankirk for Sci-fi For nuggets I suggest you start with the anthologies you'll get a tastes of all the different authors here on GA, most of the hosted authors are further down the list though.

happy belated Birthday Gabe dont know what to say about the "rise and exhalt"or the tax bill though. Good Luck works... I guess.

I don't know Tim, but here is a semi-related question. Why do we still refer to something as inane as race? After all there is more of a genetic difference amongst members of the same race than there is amongst members of opposite races.