Stories

A roommate's silent dialogue with his friend, who tried to commit suicide.

Little bits of me.

Reading the HP books as I have done for many times now, I often wondered how two of my favorite characters met for the first time. This story -humbly- attempts to answer this question.

A poem about learning to cope with the loss of a close friend.

Poetry by Lacuna. The title is based on my first name, Lydia, which was an iron age empire located where Turkey is today.

An episode in Jack Deveraux's life, a story of, loss, disappointment, acceptance, self discovery and circumstance. He starts going into a depression, luckily for him there are some good people around. This is how Jack deals with it, could he have done better? I don't know, do you?

25th May 2023. This story has undergone editing and revision to improve the reader experience. It has not altered in any other way.

This is NOT a story!

This is part of my Writing Therapy.

I really don’t recommend anyone reading it.

It’s rubbish and probably should be deleted.

A straight guy does not fall in love with a gay one. A healthy romantic relationship cannot be without sex. These are amongst the socially imposed notions of sex and sexuality that Shawn had to wade through in order to sort out his feelings for Sam, his gay best friend.[Part of 'Tales of Love, Tales of Woe' short story collection]

Since losing all his closest friends, Remus has nothing left to live for. Indulging in booze and casual sex, he tries desperately to find something that will make him feel, but in the end there's only one thing that can. Inspired by a song by Tool.

...nothing pointed about me...