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whew glad to see Im not the only person who absolutely loved that discalimer! As for the story itself, Dezlboi, like Darkshadow pointed out, you have a definate ability of painting a scene almost lyricaly with the words you write with. There were several moments in the story where It felt as if I were reading a snippet of some epic poem. And yeah I wonder too, when did frankenstien and skeletons start smiling? For, some reason I got the impression that the dream really did happen, perhaps the writing had me so invested in the Tyler at that point I didnt second guess his instincts. But I do know he said it had happened four years previous. If it were a preminition and Tyler was placing himself in Nicks possible shoes, wouldn't tyler have surmised that his own beating would have taken place only two years prior? As Dezlboi lets us know Nick is two years younger then Tyler. I surely hope you decide to continue this story Dezlboi, Id like to know more about Nick and more about this mystery you seemed to have created around Tylers past. You left me, well us, with a beavy of questions. Did it happen? (I think yes!) Do his friends know? Why'd they let him forget? Steve

Fisrt and formeost, joels muse is a @#*%$ ! I realy like the way cj thumbs his nose at the 'rules of writing' and had doen it in a very convincing way. I give my permision Cj, tell those 'experts' they dont know what they are talking about. I even more enjoy the spice he adds to the story by way of dashing archaic words in here and there... I cant recall the last time I read nay... It let me as a reader know just what kind of masterpiece poor Joel was seeking to achieve. Now for the over all metaphore the runs serpentine through the whole tale. Simply put, Authors, often are consumed by their own goal of perfection. What author out there hadn't scrapped something because it wasn't good enough, it wasn't perfect. I know I sure have! Makes you wonder what would have happened if poor Joel followed the KISS acronym... Kudos again CJ well written, superbly delivered, and most definately original! Steve

This story caught me off gaurd at first, going into lavish detail on the ritual of opening a beer. It had me guessing and second guessing myself untill the very end. Mostly cause I felt details were over looked in favor of placing description on things that weren't neccerily needed. But I knew one thing for sure as I got to the end and the way the main character changed his evening ritual by stepping outside. The moment he looked back through the window and saw the old man with the book spread in his lap, the same book he read every year, I felt a shiver that ran up spine and spread through my shoulders, ending in my cheeks. That one beautiful, perfect moent of clairity that washed over me, realizing the pining the main character had been doing indeed had been life long, and finaly they had forever to figure out what they were going to do now... Ive shivered a few times just writing this review, let me tell ya bardera, I love when an author can elicit a physical response from me. The flaws I may have seen definately were worth the 'shiver' Steve

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Still havent got there yet, but I have a free weekend coming up! So hopefully if I have my current red headed step child of a chapter finished I will dive in with gusto! Really liked the nickname Dare, BTW rather original to me, Ive never seen it used before... Definately did not like what happened to the baby blue mustang . Yet it shows the curve ball the fates can and are willing to throw at us sometimes. I just wish it was more then five hours... eh I should be pming this I dont want to spoil it for anyone else... Steve

Chapter 4 has been posted... I haven't yelled at anyone here for awhile ( busy trying to write chapter 7, alas chapter seven had other ideas...) https://www.gayauthors.org/eficiton/viewsto...9&chapter=4 Give me a few and I'll reply to ya'll Steve

So I should stow the sign I just painted that read molitolf coctails 2 for $5? Well, there goes my bid at free enterprise Just kidding, I'll just sit and wait for a new date... Steve

Butch shopping trip?! I'm with you there CJ ok maybe not the hours and hours shooping around in hardware stores... But I'm definately a get in get out guy. only when it comes to shopping though

The character encyclopedia does sound interesting. I used to draw out character sheets a few years ago. That however gets tedious after awhile. For me at any rate. But im guessing a quick paragraph or two describing characters would suffice

Chapter three has been posted in efiction! enjoy Steve

negetive never sounded as bad as it does when that automated voice says it... thats most of the reason why I never call the bank number anymore ... - or (0.00) looks alot better then that faux female sounds...

usualy I include things that are around me anyhow when I'm writing, I guess you could call that hitchcock-esque. For the most part I dont use them however in an upcomming chapter of Living in Surreality Jacob is wearing a Nittany Lions cap (penn state) it first appeared as little play on my Mom's home state. Then I got the urge to purchase one. That was an adventure, walked all around the local mall and its various hat stores would you believe no one had the hat?! gah I had to order it online... so much for instant gratification.

Hey sshbandgeek, thanks for reading and taking a moment to post a note! Yo Chris! Thanks for reading, and leaving a review Seeing as ou cant wait for more to come I'll be a nice guy and post the next chapter tonight Steve

.....EEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok this is a wierd question, but... Do any of the writers here purchase "props" or what not that help them write a story or get into character. Say a baseball cap that a character wears, or a certin brand of snack food or food product in general? I'm just curious... Is there anyone as nuerotic as I am? Steve

... did you say cuties? ...

So today was interesting, not work, work was, well; a four letter word. I did however go in an hour early (5 am yikes!) So I was supposed to be able to get out of dodge by 1 in the afternoon. That didn

WOW! sucks to be him.. and yeah good thing he wasn't in town when that happened. Ok so I found a pic, not the best in the world but its our pit. well the old one that didnt need a jackhammer. Ill keep looking for more I think they are on the other computer.

Grrr Ive suffered the same fate who knew there was such a thing as literary bulimia! (kay, so I prolly killed that word... Anyone know if this new upgrade has a spell checker?)

::Sigh:: into every life a little minded zellot must fall I guess... The harrassment policy sounds pretty effective. Any scholl saying they dont have a bullying problem is just a few acorns short of an Oak tree though. It happened when I was in elementry school its happening now that my niece is in the 1st grade. But as with most things if you refuse to see the problem there isnt one... Steve

Dynamite?!? ohhh, definately the wrong crowd to wave sticks of dynamite around in Acctually the whole explosives theory did come up, at last we just dont know any of those fring of society unibomber types I still have to upload pics of the pit as well. Steve

Ok, I'll let whoever is reading this in on a little secret, I have odd dreams. Not just odd, but like bad acid trip dreams. Which kind of sucks cause I never did acid. They usualy involve Polar bears, eskimos , and flying Orca's. No I am not a fan of shamoo, but that overgrown tuna still creeps into my head at night. Anyhow, I just bring this up because I had a very wierd dream last night, wierder then the norm. It started with me argueing with the Milk vendor to pick up out of codes... Ok so a dream about work, while frustrating cause the Milk vendor isn't even close to being hot, not so bad. Its alot of back and forth me telling him to pick his crap up, him saying that there was too much. Finally I just told him he needed to get his supervisor there cause I wasn't going to argue with him anymore. So the supervisor shows up, and agrees to take back the few cases of milk that have gone out of code... So Far pretty unasumming for one of my dreams. Oddly enough, my walk-in cooler at work turned into the kitchen at my aunts house, where I used to live. Not only is the Milk superviosr there, But so is my Aunt, Uncle, Mom, my two sisters, and my cousin and her girlfriend... Ok so that was was wierd mind flip... but I go with it. I forget exactly what form of small talk was going on. But, My cousin points out a meteor (shooting star?) that flies across the sky, followed by another. The only difference is you can here these things as they whoosh overhead and they seem rather low. So low we had to crawl along the ground to get back indside my aunts house. This is where the dream takes a definate turn towards the twilight zone. Once inside I hear My mom calling for me, Shouting to look at the shooting star outside now. So I look out a window on the second floor of my Aunt's house. Its kinda hard to miss the 'shooting star' my mother is refering to. Its right there it front of the house, revolving slowly in the air. The only big problem I could see was that the other side of the street simply wasn't there anymore. It was gone. The world had broken up and we we're floating along through space on our own little Island. WOrse I remember rationalizing that we were going to run out of food. Or even worse air! Which I was surprised to find we still had honestly. Told you weird dreams... Like I was channeling Chris Van Allsburg or something. Well I hope you enjoyed the peek inside my head! Oh BTW! posted chapter 2 of Living in Surreality ENJOY!!!! Steve

gosh, Thanks! for such unearned praise... I give ya Chapter two. https://www.gayauthors.org/eficiton/viewsto...0&chapter=2 Didn't want to start a whole new thread for just that but.. I hope yall enjoy as much as the first chapter! Steve