Stories

verse written in a pivotal year for me

Remembering summer nights and lakeside settings, best friends come together to renew their camping traditions one year after graduating high school. Lee is nervous his drunken coming out via Skype has ruined everything. But an invite and the glimmer of hope they can repair their friendship is impossible for him to turn down, especially after Lee spent a lonely year at college.

100 Flash stories done by me.

Book 5 and final book in "The Trial", the series which begins with "Shadow Honor". The threads of eight hundred years weave together to form the tapestry, revealing the last secrets and the big picture all at once. Who will be the next guardian of the world, and what will the world endure before that occurs?

Raw. These poems should be read by no one. A follow-up of Summer 2020 – Hell in a Handbasket

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**Warning: Anger ahead**

A step-by-step course to teach yourself the art of Writing Poetry

I occasionally try my hand at writing haiku. I'm not claiming that any of it is really all that good. And some haiku purists might even claim that I don't always follow the rules of haiku correctly. Indeed some of my attempts could be more correctly classified as senryu, rather than haiku.

Be all that as it may, I shall add my individual attempts over the next while. Some have been written many years ago. Others will be more recent.

As the occasional offering may be somewhat dark in nature, I shall give the collection a rating of Mature. I will give individual chapter warnings where necessary

A list of Poetry with Different Emotions at Different Times...

Claude Severin is a carefree prostitute until he runs into Guy Sewell, a braggart who takes blood as wine. Guy offers Claude the chance of an education. Claude is happy to raise his station, but at what cost to his soul?

Since the founding of the Guild there has been a Primate and his Counterpart... the key and the door to hyperspace. Since the founding of the Guild each Primate lives in fear of the death of his Counterpart for his death always foreshadows his own demise. Remember young ones beware the wrath of the Guild. For it controls Hyperspace and therefore interstellar trade, and the power to make war. May the Watcher protect you should it declare war on you.