| The first chapter of the (long) story that I'm currently working on. Give it a chance. You might just like what you read. |
| The first chapter of the (long) story that I'm currently working on. Give it a chance. You might just like what you read. |


SE-OCT Round 2The courtyard was dead silent. There were no footsteps or voices. The wind was still, blocked on all sides by the asylum itself. Even the birds were nowhere to be seen possibly driven away by the stench of blood. Every so often, a faint rustling sound could be heard, or even an occasional tha-thump tha-thump in the distance, but aside from these rare moments, the silence was unbroken.SE-OCT Round 2
The key word here is was. A few moments later, one of the buildings walls began to shimmer and glow slightly then there was a crash as a doorway-sized hole formed, sending loose chunks of brick and concrete flyi


Always Be QuickAlways be quick, my father once told me. If you cant be strong, organized, or talented, be sure to be quick. His words remain enigmatic to me. He never did elaborate just what he meant but Im sure that he was right, because Ive proved it with my own life. I have made sure to be quick in every way I could. Quick on my feet, quick-minded, quick to react, quick to grow angry, and even quick to forgive. Ive trained my hands to be quick and my eyes to be quicker still. And Ive learned to make quick judgments, even under intense stress.Always Be Quick
Like right now. There are some fi
| Currently showing stamps that I made for my journal. These didn't take a lot of work, I'll admit, but they are fun! TMiS CH28 is also here. |


Thinking Makes it So: Ch 1We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us. --Marcel ProustThinking Makes it So: Ch 1
The first thing I remember is the dream. Maybe thats why its so well etched into my mind. In fact, dream may not be the word it was different than a dream. It was more like that transition from sleep to wakefulness, when things slowly come into focus and the mind drags itself into consciousness. I could barely comprehend the images before me they swirled past my eyes and melted into each other like mist.


Thinking Makes it So: Ch 2You will find something more in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters. --Saint BernardThinking Makes it So: Ch 2
There are many tales of adventure where the hero has to go on a quest or undertake a journey to reach his goals. There are countless stories of valiant men and women who walk miles and miles and never falter even once. Ive read many of them during the brief time Ive spent in this place while I write these memoirs. I find that there is one thing that they all seem to have in common: none of them mention t


Thinking Makes it So: Ch 3I expect to pass through this world but once; any good thing therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now; let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. --Ettiene De GrelletThinking Makes it So: Ch 3
What an expanse! The plains before me stretched out across the land as far as I could see. Here and there, rolling hills arose from the landscape. An occasional outcropping of rock jutted from the ground and the river that had been guiding me ran through the grasslands farther than my eyes could follow it. Trees c
| My second story and the one I am currently at work on. I could use some critiques on this one. |


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 0PrologueA Light in the Darkness Ch. 0
From the journal of Alvis Hardwin, CEO of IRIDOT December 11th, 2021: This has all gone wrong very wrong. The way it looks now, I might end up on the wrong side of a massive lawsuit, or a set of prison bars. Im going to have a hard time explaining what happened here to the families of those scientists, since I know so little about what occurred today. Im going to try and write it all down and see if I can get my thoughts together. I hope it will make more sense that way.  


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 1 InformationA Light in the Darkness Ch. 1
Gregory Voss stared at his computer screen blankly. A single window was open, hovering about an inch from the screen. It contained one very, very large chart full of nothing but numbers and statistics. He was supposed to be reviewing them and setting goals for the next quarter


A Light in the Darkness Ch. 2 Alliances March 16th, 2022A Light in the Darkness Ch. 2
Alvis Hardwin got out of the car and faced the house. He checked the card in his hand again; sure enough, this was it: 4514 Cirrus Street. It was the house of the mysterious Mr. Montgomery, and the site of his only lead. The architecture resemb
| My first story. Shorter than TMiS, and though I was not as experienced in writing then, I think it is still worth looking at. Chuck-the-ADDragon is in love with this story. |


Is That Cool Enough For You?She was great to have last night. She was a virgin, so was I. Well, she's not anymore. I made sure of that.Is That Cool Enough For You?
She was screaming my name. Tears ran from her eyes. I even made her bleed. Not only from her mouth.
She couldn't walk afterwards. I probably broke her legs. She had bruises and scratches. Then, she killed herself...
Is that cool enough for you?
I got more ammunition. But, nothing to fire at. Nothing to shoot. Nothing to kill.
Ah, yes, there. Them, I can kill. No particular reason. Oth
| Usually there are lots of wolf-related things here. I need to add more work from my watchers; they've got some great stuff. On that note, scroll down... |
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
Problem solved.
I'm sure you won't mind if I watch you back
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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Just when i thought the hole of stupidity couldn't get any deeper, someone hands me a goddamn shovel.
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Im an out-of-the-box thinker. But sometimes the answer is in the box, and then I get confused.
None can escape my gaze, none I say, none!
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