JamesSavik

Happy birthday Jan!

That kid is great. His voice reminds me of the old arena rock bands- except he's better.

I got the psycho-killer elf-on-the-shelf

I was pretty young when it happened. Still in grade school but it was all over the news. Worse yet- the teens involved were cute. I would have probably followed them like a puppy if they had even noticed me. Scared the crap out of a lot of kids at the time. Stuff like that didn't happen in the South. Well crap. There goes life shattering our fond illusions.

My Only Escape by Comicality, I identify with it strongly.

I came for the stories: Dom Luka and Comicality are legendary awesome. The more I dig in the archive, the more gold keeps coming out. If you've never read any of VLISTA's stuff, go find it NOW! What's really cool is a lot of cross-decking and coaching goes on too. Editors and writers, beta-readers and writers, writers and writers- it's a good place to work on the craft. Every so often someone new shows up with a killer story to tell. I stay for the community. It's quite a wide spectrum of people and cultures- quite rare and unique in my experience.

Thanks to Renee, Cia and all the team. This one has been lot's of fun.

I too guessed who it was. I'm familiar with the story. It was idiotic in the extreme to waste this mind. He was brilliant and there's no telling what he would have accomplished had he been able to continue working.

People don't truly understand the danger of biological warfare. Something genetically engineered and brewed in a lab that humans have no natural immunities is a nightmare a lot of us just wish would go away. It's much cheaper and easier than nuclear weapons and there are tones of morally crippled people out there with a big enough chip on their shoulder to pull the entire plug on humanity. There is drama enough in this dark genre to keep a legion of authors occupied. I enjoyed it and have to compliment several things that you've done. The organism- such a beastie has been created. It's called a chimera and the Russians played with it in the 1980s. They created an organism that was basically several organisms cobbled together. That was with very rudimentary knowledge. What can be done now is very scary to think about. The selectivity of the organism was accurate because such a bug would have to have very specific receptor sites. It's not something that would cross species. Dying with the host is also accurate for a bug with retro-virus characteristics.

My cats think I've lost it I'm laughing so hard! That was great. The ending was perfect. Who's up for a filthy Sanchez? LMAO

Joanne- One of the best ways to help yourself is to help others.

The music of this story is a major part of the experience. Here are links to the songs as they appeared in the story. Van Halen, You Really Got Me Now https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fAd7MoT9c8 Kansas, Dust in the Wind https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH2w6Oxx0kQ Pink Floyd, Wish You Were Here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPL_SV3n7IU The Eagles, New Kid in Town https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXtqgkP89G8 The Cars, Just What I Needed https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsPh-EgH65M Jack

Aug. 20, 1981 It had been a long time coming. Once again Randy had everything he owned loaded in the back of his truck, and he was opening a new chapter in his life. Jeff Beck’s Freeway Jam was playing in his tape deck. Mississippi was behind him now. He had learned a lot, made many friends, some of them he even loved, but that was just a stop on his journey. His most important lesson learned was not all families are blood. Travis had become like a kid brother to him

July 10, 1978 Randy pretty much had everything he owned in his shiny new red Silverado short bed truck. The tears had been shed; business had been tended to, and now was the time he thought of as his exile. Brad Miloy had been good as his word. He had handled things just as he had promised. Trust funds had been set up for Randy and his older brother, and they were substantial. Rather than breaking up the firm to buy out their father’s share, the brothers both

It’s funny how your life can change in an instant. One event can change everything that comes after. That moment arrived for Randy Austin Taylor, affectionately known as “Rat” to his friends at Denton Academy, on a sunny Tuesday afternoon during his fifth period Geometry class on May 16, 1978. He was summoned to the office by one of the girls who worked there. His anxiety was heightened by the way she spoke quietly to his teacher and looked at him sideways. That look spok

Sometimes you have to wait to get to the happily ever after and you never know who you might meet on the way. A sequel to the Place in Between.

Glad your Dad is better. Maybe things are looking up.

KC- you are a treasure.

Freddie Mercury, Rock Hudson, Gia Carangi, Isaac Asimov, Michel Foucault, Anthony Perkins, Leigh Bowery, Robert Reed, Arthur Ashe, Easy-E, Michael Lupo, Tony Richardson, Peter McWilliams, Denholt Eliott, Cazuza, Dac Rambo, Peter Allen, Tom Waddell, Jerry Smith, Pedro Zamora, Michael Jeter, Glenn Burke, John Curry, Roy Cohn, Howard Asher, Essex Hemphill, Slyvester, Ian Charleston, Kieth Herring, Andy Miligan, Vito Russo, Jon Hinson, Arthur Russell, Derick Johnson, Alvin Ailey, Steve Rubell, Brian Pockar, Rudolf Nureyev, Tim Richmond, Ondrej Nepela, Alan Bloom, Bruce Chatwin, Tommy Sexton, Tina Chow, Warren Chow, Warren Casey, John Boswell, Randy Shilts, Marlon Riggs, James Kirkwood, Cyril Collard, Eric Bruhn, David Wojnarowicz, Tom Villard, Jack Baker, Simon Bailey, Kenny Everett, Arturo Islas, Perry Ellis, Ron Vawter, Nicky Crane, Guy Hocquenghem, Paddy Chew, Tom Preston, Tony de Vit, Kevin Hall, Vincent Hanley, Kenny Green, Wili Smith, Michael Callen, Robin Crowsby Those are just *some* of the famous names. The ones that hurt, really hurt, were the ones you never heard of. Jeff D, Doug B, Kelly F, Joe S, Kevin S, Cole J, Marc C and so many more... They were the brothers, lovers, cousins, old friends, acquaintances and old flames. They were the ones you lost track of until their names marched by in the obituaries. I first started hearing about 'the Gay Plague' soon after I turned 18. I was listening to NPR on a Sunday afternoon after going home for a weekend. It kept coming up. It was mysterious and frightening. No one knew what it was. The scientist thought it was a virus but they couldn't isolate it. I knew one thing- we were in trouble. There was a ton of denial. We're in Mississippi. Whatever it is, it's in the big cities like San Francisco and New York. We've got nothing to worry about. Right. Because viruses respect lines on maps? I became an activist of sorts. I started working with some people I knew to promote safe sex. We handed out God knows how many condoms. Then it started in earnest. I can't describe the weird combination of fear and denial and panic that I saw around me. People were still fucking around like crazy. I guess it was like the people on the Titanic that kept on partying until the ship went under. It broke my heart. It drove me bat shit cRaZy. After the one, the one I would have happily married and spent my life with, died in 1996. I crawled in a bottle and spent those lost years in an haze of booze and weed. It took me years to get my shit back together. I lost so much along the way. Oct. 1, 2003 I decided to live again. It took a shrink. It took some guts. But I'm alive again. I've never liked to lose. It takes a while to figure out that there really isn't a score. As long as you're alive, you are winning as long as you just don't quit. _______________________________________________________________ 1996 a poem about those years ==> https://www.gayauthors.org/story/jamessavik/1996

Happy birthday, Wayne!

Bad news: The Saints cornerbacks couldn't cover an old lady on a walker. Good news: Mississippi State is going to the Peach Bowl. Just remember to be humble and enjoy the moment: Fate is fickle and Murphy’s law we all fear, Titans fall and Giants have feet of clay, And all of our teams could suck next year.

I did better than that on drugs.

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Well written. Needs an editors touch. It brought tears to my eyes because I have been there before.