Stories

A small wish can lead to big things. For all those that serve our nation, and must be away from us at Christmas.

Or not.

This story was created for the Newsletter Game : Pride Month Headline! My headline was Major Changes for this Sunday's Pride March.

From that I created the story of Terrance "Terry" Burgess and his adventure on the day of the NYC Pride Parade. Enjoy.

Memories of a special Halloween evening from a teenager.

Coming out is a process, with lots of steps. The first step, though, is one of the hardest.

A short story about a short, one night, encounter. Seventies London, two boys make a rendezvous.

Johnny Storm/Daken Akihiro.

I can’t say how long I’ve wanted this, his lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth. And even as I’m thinking it, I can’t be sure if this is something I actually want or something he’s making me want. I try not to care, try to just ignore it, because he’s beautiful. He’s beautiful and terrible in the way of a massive thunderstorm, or a tidal wave, or another destructive force of nature. If I want him because he wants me to want him, I think I can live with that.

Wars have been fought over obsessions, and millions have died; but not all obsessions produce effects that severe or lethal. Most only affect a small group of people. But what personal obsessions often have in common is that trivial, careless remark, or an unknowing or uncaring act, that triggers them in someone of an impressionable age. A small thing, perhaps, but it can last a lifetime, as our narrator discovers.

If I survive long enough for the beacon to transmit my location, Anslough is fucking toast.

Some of Warren's family just don't understand the concept of Thanksgiving.

How can one minute change you life ?