Stories

Just a collection of mainstream Gay books reviews, mostly Romance novels with a few Mystery, Fantasy, and an occasional Science Fiction story

It's not often I get inebriated. When I do, I often forget about writing. Hopefully, this collection will force me to remember. What will my drunk self talk about? Who knows...

All entries are written by me while intoxicated, then edited when I sober up.

What you'll find here are words of warmth, memories that make me smile, and observations worthy of noting. May they amuse, touch, or inspire you.

A new place to express my thoughts through the power of words. They can be about me, or the world we live in.

I went to a therapist once. She told me to write down my feelings, wants, and desires, but I never returned to give her my findings because my college only provided one free session. I also never wrote them down.

Better time than any, I suppose.

The internet can change your life in so many ways. Here's how GA helped change mine.

What's better than one reason to celebrate? Two reasons. Victor and Peter will explain in an interview for the cooking blog Stirring the Pot why they decorated their cake with one hundred forty-five candles.

As I push my boundaries, I learn more about this type of writing. My comfort level increases and hopefully my skill improves. Unlike writing larger stories where the canvas I paint on is vast, there is a beauty in writing poetry and telling a story or drawing an images in a few words.

Random things I have written - VERY random!

Dear, Grocery Shoppers is a journal kept by Aaron Stone and his husband, Noah Fields. Here they speak about nuances, moments of self-reflection, and just silly experiences that these two men can't help but make fun of. No matter the cost to their morality and reputation, Aaron and Noah love to turn anything and everything into a laughable moment. As they work in common retail jobs, they are here to instruct the masses on proper store etiquette through comedy. There will be consumer stupidity, nonsense from co-workers, and, worst of all...Karens.