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In the long days of summer, it wasn’t dark yet. Phillip decided to see just where Andy was headed. Phillip put on some Speedos, jumped in his pool and got wet. Then he went and opened the garage and waited. It wasn’t long before Andy came riding up on a mountain bike. He pulled his bike into the garage and Phillip pushed the button to make the door close. He really did look a lot like his younger brother. Phillip said, “Hi Andy. Care to take a dip?” Andy said, “I didn’t really we

They returned to the Y about a quarter to four. Jeffry went searching for pals and Phillip reported to Mr. Campbell’s office. He told his boss in detail what had happened with Rodney Jefferson. After his report, Mr. Campbell rolled back in his chair and said, “Do you realize what you’ve done?” Phillip said, “I just got him talking to a nurse and with the consent of his mom, took him to the hospital. I would have done it for any of the kids.” Mr. Campbell said, “I know. That’s what make

When he got to the car Jeffry said, “Thank goodness that didn’t take long. I’m feeling a little self-conscious sitting here in nothing but Speedo.” Phillip started the car and said, “It looks pretty yummy to me.” Jeffry giggled, “Stop that. You’ll give me a boner. Could you take me by the apartment, so I can put on some real shorts?” Phillip said, “Sure thing.” It took about ten minutes and directions to get there. People weren’t home from work so Phillip was able to get

I've had a thought or two about writing fan fiction. No more than that. I'll never forgive those sparkly damned vampires for naming their shit "Twilight" and forcing me to rename one of my best stories. If I did write fan-fic, I would write in David Weber's Honorverse ( https://honorverse.fandom.com/wiki/Main_Page ) It's a big, meaty universe Weber created for his Honor Harrington series of books he just completed. We think. AT twenty-something books, there's always room for more. I'm less drawn to play on other writers imaginary playgrounds and, more interested in building my own. It's a LOT of work. Try naming planets. Then names its geographic features. Then cities, towns, etc. How long has it been settled? Who lives there? There is always politics and is there a notable history to the place? You can easily get lost in the effort but, if you look at authors that have successfully managed to figure out the right balance of world building and writing, the proof is in the pudding. One of the most successful world builders ever was JRR Tolkien. His Middle Earth was complete with history, geography, languages and even mythology. I'm not dissing fan-fiction. It's just not something I want to do. Use it to learn the craft and then, build your own worlds.

Phillip saw Jeffry Cummings arrive at the second floor with a slightly younger boy named Rodney in tow. He opened the door and beckoned the pair into his office. They both looked troubled. Jeffry said, “So this is where you’ve been. We’ve been looking for you.” “I just got assigned to my new office at lunch. What’s up. You two don’t look too happy.” Rodney said, “Jeffry is my cousin. He said I should talk to you but, it’s really embarrassing... its guy stuff I just can’t talk t

Motion on the monitor caught Phillip's eye and he looked to see two boys exit the South stairwell heading for his restroom: one was a smallish sixth or seventh grader, but the other was a sophomore or maybe a junior. The younger boy did not appear to be distressed. Phillip watched as they walked. The younger boy’s name was Tanner Hudson. Tanner was a cute little blond boy with longish straight hair that always seemed to be smiling and, was one of Phillip’s favorite kids in the whole buildi

Phillip isn't perfect. Later you'll find out why he's such a tomcat. A nice, charming tomcat but still... That's part of his character arc.

After lunch Phillip went by the main office and asked Frank Cassidy, the guy who handled the computers, to set up an email account. Cassidy gave him the address pwright, and a card with instructions to set up his email and a temporary password. He went up and used his keys to open up the old maintenance office and found it to be neat and roomy with a desk, comfortable chair, a couch and a plan of the whole complex on the wall. Just adjacent to the office was a small shop with tools and, it

The next morning Phillip made breakfast and took the boys with him to the Y. Wednesday got underway. That day, the staff took those who were interested on a field trip to city hall, the city library and a small art gallery. All the members of the Gentleman’s Club save Phillip elected to go. There were still a bunch of kids around, but they weren’t as thick as usual. For a while that morning the place was pretty quiet and Phillip was able to get a lot of work done. He did have a little excit

Bryan Larkin was surprised and delighted to hear from his pals on the swimming team and be invited to get wet and spend the night. He got a boner just talking to Owen Jamison on the phone- yum! The idea of skinny dipping with some of those guys was appealing enough for him to blow off watching stupid reruns in his room. Besides- any time away from his asshat of a big brother was a win. He packed his backpack for an overnight, kissed his Mom and told her he had a ride to the Y the next morning.

Phillip quickly learned the ebbs and flows of activities at the Y and, when there were marked lulls in activity throughout the day. Ten and two o’clock were the big lulls, and they were a time he could get a lot done without hordes of kids running around. Tuesday a little after two, he went to one of the storage closets up on the second floor of the pool annex to put up some gym mats. He barged into seven boys between twelve and fourteen buck naked sucking, licking and jerking each other o

You ain't seen nothing yet. 😜

Phillip quickly earned a sterling reputation with the boys as cool and trustworthy. They talked to him about boy stuff they would never tell an adult. Trustworthy doesn’t mean the same thing to kids as it does to adults. He wasn’t one of the kids but was a lot closer than any of the adults. He got questions ranging from why does my little sister bug me all the time to if I jerk off every day does that make me a sex maniac and everything in between. These weren’t really difficult questions b

Friday afternoon about three, things were slow and Phillip was busy with his Friday checklist. There was a list of tasks that had to be accomplished every day and the Friday list was a pain because it prepared the building for the weekends which were always busy. Philip wasn’t on weekends thankfully, but would often show up anyway just to swim and have a little fun hanging out when he wasn’t working. He stopped by the quiet 2nd floor restroom he often used to take a leak in peace. Phillip w

Mikie and His Big Honking Boner Funny thing about boys that age— wearing those tiny Speedo swim suits, an inconvenient boner could be a serious social faux pas. The boys varied so much in development that a boner could be anything from literally no big deal to a full on hard on that might escape the suit. It was on one of those occasions he met his first close friend in town. Thursday during practice Phillip was working the pool area, he noticed Mikie Hendrix, one of the older kids at

The Summer Job The summer he turned sixteen and moved into the new house, Phillip Wright got a summer job at the YMCA. He was assigned to sweep, mop and do a lot of the work that would otherwise tie up the staff during their busiest season. Phillip was unaware that his father had pulled strings to get him the job. Phil Senior was an associate in a big firm involved in a huge international case that had been going on for years and showed no sign of a fast resolutio

Phillip Wright is starting over in a new town after a horrific tragedy with a new home and life. Can he pick up the pieces?

I try to make friends outside Facebook by applying the same rules. Every day I go out in the street and tell people what I eat, how I feel, what I did the day before, what I'm doing and what I'm going to do tomorrow. I give them pictures of my cat, the dog, my kids, me washing my car, my wife sewing. I listen to their conversations and tell them "I like" It's working, 4 people are already following me: 2 cops, a psychiatrist and a guy with a butterfly net.

No babe, you are.

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I am very much in favor of subplots. They fill out and add life to a story. I call them “threads”. Artistically woven together, they make a stronger, more complex story. Some of the stories I’m cooking up are a central plot complimented (or complicated?) by several subplots or threads.

I’m offline except for my iPhone due to ice storm wiping out the local power grid. Stuck here in the dark I have tried to read stories but can’t. An ad pops up and you can’t dismiss it. I was concerned as some of the ad companies are slimy and play games to keep their clients in your face. Thought you might want to look into it. I do hope all is well or, at least better than it is here. -JS

Phillip is 16 and new in town with his first job: working for the Y. With no friends and his Dad stuck in London (or was that Hong Kong or Singapore?), he resolves to make a few. One of the new fiends older brother Andy is known to be a real asshole and, he wants to have a talk to Phillip.

Horrible writing advice... Heroes wear white. They ride on high white horses and have shiny plot armor. They are, of course, interesting because who wants to read about a bum, right? Heroes should be flawless role models because seeing them overcome their petty human experience is just plain boring. Villains wear black. Their horses don't really like them. They don't get shiny plot armor because the writers guild demands it! They aren't very interesting because they're just plain old evil and no one really cares how they got that way. Furthermore, they always have henchmen or perhaps lackeys and are linked to shadowy nefarious plots. Dynamic characters are passé. They confuse the reader, so we shouldn't use them despite, real people having to learn and grow. It confuses the reader when heroes make mistakes and do things that aren't heroic and might be considered dastardly, cowardly or just plain wrong. It's even worse when a villain does something to show virtue and integrity. This whole line of writing should be saved for litany fiction since nobody really reads that stuff. Role Reversals- Everybody hates it in a story when the hero and the villain reverse roles. It's too complicated for the modern reader that has a 15-second attention span before they change the channel. Besides, the guy in the black hat saving the girl would be just plain un-American. So remember: always write what's expected. You can't go wrong pandering to your audiences' shallowness and stupidity. Throw in some populist political ideology for good measure to prove you're woke and, you can't go wrong. After all, it's worked so well for Kathleen Kennedy's Star Wars and the new Doctor Who. For Terrible Writing Advice, check out my buds channel:

Horrible writing advice... Heroes wear white. They ride on high white horses and have shiny plot armor. They are, of course, interesting because who wants to read about a bum, right? Heroes should be flawless role models because seeing them overcome their petty human experience is just plain boring. Villains wear black. Their horses don't really like them. They don't get shiny plot armor because the writers guild demands it! They aren't very interesting because they're just plain old evil and no one really cares how they got that way. Furthermore, they always have henchmen or perhaps lackeys and are linked to shadowy nefarious plots. Dynamic characters are passé. They confuse the reader, so we shouldn't use them despite, real people having to learn and grow. It confuses the reader when heroes make mistakes and do things that aren't heroic and might be considered dastardly, cowardly or just plain wrong. It's even worse when a villain does something to show virtue and integrity. This whole line of writing should be saved for literary fiction since nobody really reads that stuff. Role Reversals- Everybody hates it in a story when the hero and the villain reverse roles. It's too complicated for the modern reader that has a 15-second attention span before they change the channel. Besides, the guy in the black hat saving the girl would be just plain un-American. So remember: always write what's expected. You can't go wrong pandering to your audiences' shallowness and stupidity. Throw in some populist political ideology for good measure to prove you're woke and, you can't go wrong. After all, it's worked so well for Kathleen Kennedy's Star Wars and the new Doctor Who. For more Horrible writing advice, check out my buds channel: