Georgie DHainaut

I agree with Quote: recurring clinical depressions. But I freely admit it: you are a crafty devil, Demiurge, in putting in misleading symptoms and storylines. Because initially I was betting on PTSD, no...not the fashionable one but the real one. And depressions are a sub-syndrom in PTSD so it might be possible. Anyway: Alec is breaking out of it!!!! He's not there yet but at least he can be hopeful. And you got me really curious about Ken the magical man...at least as far as River is concerned.

Hi there, That is a wonderful comment, one that I really appreciate. To be honest: after 3 demands for continuation there is no way to get away from that🙂. But at this moment I have no idea at all how etc, apart from a small germ of an idea that I'll try to develop in weeks to come. Love Georgie

Shit, you're the second who asks for a continuation. Seems I'm more or less obliged to do so🙂 Let me think it over, not "if" I do it, but "how" I do it. But I sure hope you are patient because it won't be at short notice. Thanks for your comment. Love Georgie

Thank you...I love your comment🙂

Hi there, Many thanks for your kind comment. Actually, I wrote it as a kind of one off, but you triggered an idea in me to explore the lifes of Vince and Cagey a little further in a kind of chapter 2. Might take a while though, because I'm writing on a new novel at the moment and preparing the publication of my previous one. Love Georgie D'Hainaut

Seattle, Spring 2018 Dr. Vince Meredith looked at his wrist watch. The digits read 12.15. “About time”, he whispered with a twinkle in his eyes, “He can be there any minute now!”. He rose from behind his desk and walked to the window, that had a view over the building entrance and the Quad of the campus of the university he was working for. Vince waited impatiently at the window. Did the boy already pass? Did he miss him, maybe by just a minute? A sigh of rel

A midlife single university teacher in ornithology feels deeply unhappy with his life so far and starts pondering what made it that way. But although he is able to find part of the answers, he doesn’t have the courage to change it. When he is sent on a field research job in Alaska, the total change in environment brings him this courage and he enjoys the new-found freedom with the help of an extraordinary guide.

Fuck Alec, my last comment on chapter 15 was not in ancient Greek or Swahili: NAIL THE BUGGER, DAMNED!!!!!!!!🙂. Don't fight him because you try to fight yourself, but seduce him because you want him as hard as he wants you!!!!! But I agree with @philippe that this is a therapeutic chapter in which things seem to become clear in Alec's head, although he stubbornly resists this clarity...especially where his mother and Finn are comcerned. Ah well, there's still some chapters to come. Anxiously waiting for the next chapter

Oh Alec.....loosen up, kiss him and nail the bugger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He won't bite, well...maybe on request😄 But serious: I loved this chapter. It was so feel-good, Milo's reaction at Alec's coming in the bakery, the conversation between Finn and his ex-boyfriend...I guess you got a surprise for us in mind. No, Anton, I can't see mom apologize to Alec. That would take more than a miracle...and you what they say: the impossible we'll do immediate but miracles take a little longer. Already waiting for the next chapter

Hi... I really needed some time to get over your comment, because it moved me deeply. In a way I interpret your words about the death of your mom, that she was the kind of person who had the courage to say "enough is enough" or maybe "It was beautiful, but it no longer is". Because I interpret refusal of dialysis as a way of making clear that she wanted her life to finish. Young people, who are manacled to such an extent, that they see no other way, are a totally different matter. It is not them, who kill themselves, but it is the family, society or influences outside their own scope of control. I don't blame them, but the ones who caused this final, irreversible step. Unfortunately the people who cause it are that prejudiced and opinionated, that they don't change a thing in their own attitude, having no capability at all to learn something from it. Yes, generally euthanasia for pets is allowed. Luckily I am from a country, where euthanasia is allowed, of course under certain conditions. Let's face it: nobody wants legalized murder. But unfortunately the situation is totally different in the country where I live. There the political attitude still is the old-fashioned dogma of "God gave life and He's the only one who can take it". I sure hope I'm not offending your religious feelings, but I always react with the remark "All very well, but I haven't seen God around when my lover was desperately ill again in the middle of the night. Then it was just up to me to handle it". As far as the story is concerned: it didn't fall out of the air. Yes, the setting, the blossoming relationship, the dream of the final ballet and even the disease are fictitious (ALS on itself of course isn't...unfortunately). But Einar's role in the story is my own role in the final years of my partner of 36 years: the fears, the uncertainties, the urge to run away and despite that decide to stay, and yes....in the end the sadness over his death but also the contradictory feeling of relief, that it was all over! I made my peace with it, it has its place in my heart. I hope and wish, that you already have or will give the loss of your beloved ones a place in your life as well. Wish you all the courage to do so. With Love Georgie D'Hainaut

In one word: ABSOLUTELY LEGIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!👍👍👍👍 The kid (yeah, I know, once the kid) turns around...both towards River as a helping hand and to the witch that almost destroyed his life, giving her a real piece of his mind, throwing out his pain as a child in a few well-phrased sentences. Yes...I'll accept your apology, but I was pretty frustrated to have to wait for a full 24 hours😄

Hi there, It was just great fun writing it. When I read it back myself, I still break in laughter, more or less declaring myself a certified weirdo to dream up this story in the first place😂 Love Georgie D'Hainaut

We Dutch can be real charming😄

Hi, Thank you for your kind comment. In amazes me a bit that it id so favorably received. Tomcat & Butterfly is just a simple, funny short story that took me exactly 2 days to write. But I sure appreciate the comment. I'll get back on your personal message later (have to save my dinner from a terrible fire death in the oven😄) Love Georgie D'Hainaut

After a beautiful and warm Sunday, evening twilight fell over the forest, making shadows between the many trees grow to enormous proportions. It was the kind of forest where gay men tend to go, when they feel that the quantity of hormones in their blood surpasses the red blood cells and they only come here to find solace for this blissful imbalance. Of course, straight men tried their luck as well, but mostly left disappointed, since female companionship was hard to find between these trees. At

Ever wondered how a tomcat and a butterfly do a courtship dance together? Don’t take it too serious. It’s just an unpretentious, playful, funny story. Even “serious” authors need some mental time off, don’t they?😁

Hi, I really love your comment. But it betrays your knowledge of cultural anthropology as well. Not many people can say much on the Sámi drumming and the joiks. Not many people say Sámi (I refrained from that out of practical reasons) and not many people know, that Sámi are spread over Norway, Finland and Sweden plus a small bunch of them on the Kola Peninsula and not many people use the Sámi name for Finnmark, Finnmarkú. But Denmark has no Sámi...no, Denmark has Inuit under its population, the ones on Greenland. The political dimension you mention bothers me as well. Unfortunately, if this Kremlin lunatic is mad enough, it is also time to start worrying for the Alaskan Inuit, the Aleuts, the Tglingit and all their subtribes and all these other First Nations in Alaska. Because...until 1865 Alaska was Russian! It was bought by the USA from a bankrupt czar in what was called "Seward's Folly". There is another story in the pipeline, dealing with the Aleut on Kodiak (so more specifically the Alutiiq), so you have something to look forward to🙂 Love Georgie D'Hainaut

Don't bask too long in the plaudit's sunlight, man...we're all dying for the next chapter😄

Don't get me wrong....this is not cynically meant, but this site is getting better and better, not only the stories and poetry, but in its comments as well. @drsawzall, thank you for sharing your personal experiences. In all honesty: it opened a new avenue of thinking for me in trying to find out what made my old man as he became. You can read what he became in one line in "The Curse of Being Beautiful" ("he was a full time alcoholic and a part time psychopath and sadist") and in "Juvenile Care Lovers", but I never understood the why of it all. And yes, in "The Curse of Being Beautiful" the mother is described as "always hysterical", but the real truth is, that she was made hysterical after living for tens of years with a creature like that. @Demiurge, I share Drswazall's opinion, that your story is truly epic, but I assume it took you a lot of emotional effort to write it. That makes it even the more majestic....and I use this word without any shame or reticence.

This last line of your comment: are you hinting at a neurophysiological imbalance? Theoretically you could be right, but in that case I guess Alec needs to find a good lawyer to get his money back from the no doubt many shrinks and/or that these shrinks should go back to university to catch up on missed hearings for reasons of persistent hangovers. So, in this case I tip on traumatic experiences due to longtime parental (mostly maternal) abuse.

Yeah...10 years is a long time....OK, it was tense, but Alec mastered it!! That's positive! But eeeuhhh...the final paragraph indicates that Finn came out of the closet as a straight guy (is there something like "reverse coming out?")...oh well...everyone has his sins🙂 In a way it gave a moment of rest in the story, kind of "you guys better brace up for what is coming". I hope I'm right about that. Shit, have to wait another week for the next chapter

Hi Davey, I really appreciate your kind comments. Right now I'm working on a large project, but I've got some stories in the pipeline, so others will follow (as others are already on line). Spiritually you can loosely compare the Sami with the Athabaskan, Inuit and Aleut tribes up north, where people with another gender identity or sexual preference were a totally accepted member of their societies, in America under the general denominator "Two Spirits". I've got a story on that in the pipeline ("Awoken by the Wolf"), which will be published on short notice. Love Georgie D'Hainaut

You're right about that!!! But on the other hand: they can consider themselves the happy ones.

I fully agree with your point of view. But that is exactly the contradiction in it. His mother (and his father as accomplice) have done all to mold him and break his "godless" sexuality. But who is the victim? Guess who...yeap, exactly: Alex, including his drive and spine! Now I know I might be too open, too naive and too honest again, but I know what it is about. As do a lot of other gays... As far as I am concerned: as a youngster I was too stubborn to succumb and too horny to surrender my sexuality. But it end it was me who ended up in juvenile care and in the psych ward later, because they really drove me mad with their terror. Now, after being healed and recovered for 40 years there are times when I think, that I was not the one who belonged in the psych ward, but all those who put pressure on me to fit in the middle-class, good catholic mold.

Ouch.....'nice'😒...Major Depression Disorder and certainly traces of GAD. But OK, he sought help. Guess a bunch of shrinks could finally buy the BMW they were dreaming of. But very smart to start drinking in a bar in the hometown, because the inevitable happened....lookie lookie who's there? Ain't that Finn? But the story remains like it was....GREAT!! Would love to give you a "love"-mark on it, but apparently you have used up your daily dose of it, because it isn't functioning at the time🙂