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Category Archives: The Novel
Itâ€™s hard at this point to remember how I got through those next few days. Â I was doing a lot of compartmentalizing, numbing myself against the pain and trying not to see what I didnâ€™t want to see. Â And what … Continue reading
More from my novel in progress, Guys Like Us from my NaNoWriMo 2013 daily writing… in this episode, Buddy and Desiree add something new to their sex life: She sat up and pushed me back against the door. Â I stopped … Continue reading
When I walked into the bar, I did a quick glance around to see if I knew anyone there. Â Two twenty something guys at the pool table, nope. Â The older couple talking to the bartender, nope. Â A scattering of twos … Continue reading
When I first got into high school, I tried to fit in. Â It was like dressing in costume everyday. Â When I look back at pictures of me trying to be a girl, itâ€™s like seeing me in drag, but without … Continue reading
After school, once most everyone else was gone, I got my turn at checking out Desireeâ€™s new car. Â It was pretty nice, especially coming from a family that always got well-used vehicles. Â There was always something already broken and usually … Continue reading
Sarah May came rushing up to me between second and third periods, which was odd not only because I didnâ€™t usually see her at that time of day but also because she rarely rushed anywhere. She pulled me out of … Continue reading
Would love some feedback on this one.. if you’ve got a moment. It took me a moment to find Sarah May, she was wearing a gigantic, shapeless army coat and wasnâ€™t sitting in our usual spot. After Iâ€™d dropped … Continue reading
I went to my room, closing the door softly and threw myself on my bed. Â I was hungry and not at all happy to be missing a meal but Iâ€™d avoided an all out fight with my dad and that … Continue reading
And because I love my faithful readers and also don’t want them calling for my head on a pike.. a little more…Â I stepped into the play shed, a covered but only partially walled structure with basketball hoops and four-square … Continue reading