Stories

A brief encounter in a bar, but one that turns out to be uniting in spirit.

...like waking up at 3 am thinking about him....

At times in our lives, the Unknown pays us an unwelcome visit. This is a poem about death and love.

In a mystical world, where light and dark fold and interlace, two hearts Peter and Jack are caught sharing in forbidden love, forcing the two to escape down starkly different life paths that will test both the two hearts, and the very world of Dar-Klite.

An unfinished and cursed piano composition travels through three centuries, mysteriously intertwining the lives of two great artists. One was the brilliant composer of the work, the other became its celebrated performer.

The story starts with the fortunate discovery of a manuscript in the over-cover of the original score. From the mid-19th century it concludes at the dawn of the third millennium.

Ren hates New Year's. He actually hates every holiday extravaganza in New York City, but New Year's is the worse for him. It's loud, it's crowded and every time he goes out with his best friend on a holiday, something wild happens.This year he decides to go out with his friend and, as predicted, something wild does happen...possibly wild enough to make Ren stop hating New Year's.

George Rivera doesn't talk to her father. Hardly talks to her mom. And she finds there even some things she can't talk to her best friend about, like her feelings for her. So why I guess the only thing to do is to...write. She's not a good writer, she's an artist. Well, a wannabe artist at least. It's really dumb for her to have a journal. But maybe that might change.

This was written as part of a tribute to Skinnydragon, a wonderful author, reviewer and friend.

You can find it here: hic sunt dracones

A dreamy evening... A dance...

Just a short story I had a go at whilst sitting in a coffee shop.

After along day at school there nothing more refreshing then a nice cup of coffee, and this is the life for Matthew.

But on this particular day the most refreshing site wasn't the coffee but The Boy In The Corner.