Stories

Life's little surprises.

Council works ruins business at a small local coffee shop. But the lack of trade brings new possibilities.

Gay fiction about a photographer's encounter with his new model

2006 Summer Anthology

Boston, 1975. Charlie spends time with a co-worker. Romance blooms.

Brice Down on his luck takes a last chance at a night club of comedy. He finds himself in a very ticklish situation.

A response to Prompt #694 - Creative

Tag - First Line, I'm tired of this, so I'm going home!

It prompted me to think of an event in my past and decided to share, maybe give you something to think about.

It's reasonably accurate and factual.

The Deep Oceans are the last frontier of our planet. Charting has begun some time ago, but it’s time to use the resources from it. What might that process look like when we finally go to that extreme?

The lens of the camera is shallow. It sees colour and shape. It gives the illusion of motion in two dimensions. It draws the light from the dark. In that space between lens and subject, between picture and reality, lies solitude.

Jonah lived in that solitude, content within its embrace.

Until Michael.

Being Straight doesn’t always mean what you think. For as long as men have been on this planet, a certain brotherhood has existed. Somethings women should never know about.