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Drifting
Unmoored, drifting at sea, lost in a whirlwind of emotions and shit. If you’ve not read the Last Phoenix, you need to either go read it or come back to this later. It’s in ebook format so you can finish it. The story it self won’t finish until the first Tuesday in August if you…
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In It’s Best Form
I’ve been writing here consistently for moving into 5 months now. I had a good run last year until May/June and then I stopped, AJ moved my stuff to an all consuming blog of all her writing and I think I must have gotten pissed cause I kinda just stopped writing. AJ took a renewed…
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The Son of Il Cane
Il Cane is notorious among all the races. She is one scary vampire. And I know I’ve given you a run down on her. But her son is just as notorious, especially in New York City where he is Prince of the City. There are three types of vampires. Primeval – those born vampires and…
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The Den – Meeting The Wicked Truth
We followed Ant outside and into the back of the building. My stomach churned at the knowledge of how Ant intended us to get to where we were going. He offered me his hand which I took without question. He grabbed Walker by the elbow and he literally stepped into the shadows of the buildings…
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Burlesque
One of the synonyms of farce is burlesque. In NYC you can find all sorts of kinky places to go. If you like humor and sex The Slipper Room should be a place you stop. I will admit that AJ’s never been, but I could potentially mention going to a place similar, but the videos…
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Real Neat Blog Award
Ambrose and Elsie nominated for the Real Neat Blog Award. How cool is that? Thanks! I’m very glad you enjoy my writing. The rules Put the award logo on your blog. Answer 7 questions asked by the person who nominated you. Thank the people who nominated you, linking to their blogs. Nominate any number of…
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Standing on the Precipice
I’m standing on the precipice of a decision. There are two choices. One right. One wrong. One good. One evil. The bad choice takes revenge upon things that tormented me my whole life. The good hurts worse. There is nothing stopping me from just letting the bad thing happen. Nothing keeping me from turning my…
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Red
I liked this prompt. Describe the color red to a blind person Red is hot like fire, each shade having the nuances of berries, cherry, strawberry, raspberry. It can be rough like bricks on the house . Red feels like that first moment of embarrassment when all you want to do is hide or that…
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Today’s prompt?
Today’s prompt is giving me qualms. I have doubts, but I know I’ve gone on and on about them. I don’t really have much to say that’s new on them. So with doubts in my mind I’ll give you a short that helps clean up Darwynn’s Law. It’s doubtful whether or not I should have…
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The Rest of the Family – Babysitter
I headed to my room for a shower. I could have called Sage, but I figured that would be pointless. So I sent him a text instead. Me 646-555-4512 Mon, 06/25/2015 Have a late night again. Working Late. 1:05 PM My shower was quick and I called Treec. She answered quickly. I didn’t even bother…
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Character/Fiction Blogs
Today is a good day to talk about collaboration, or more importantly things AJ and I have been doing on and off for a while. You’ll notice the links on the side bar – other worlds, other writers and some other things I really like – me… not AJ. Well we’ve been hunting for more like…
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Game Night
Hospitality is one thing I’ve never really had to do. I always ate alone, or when I did cook I was still a guest. I cook for Jace and Mia regularly but it wasn’t until Sage that I actually cooked for a party. Game Night with Sage’s friends was not something I had participated in…
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My Love
Mysterious boy Final first kiss. Forever. Always by your side. Okay, my first haiku. I said I’d try. Alex’s goddess wrote the one below. You can thank her for the push to write mine. She said they only edited. But… Mysterious boy Could you be my forever One final first kiss
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Info dump
Final. The end. All done. Game over. You have died from disentry. All things end. We die. Everyone else moves on. They die and so on. I was talking with Alex. His goddess but a bug in Ajs ear. Prophecy. My final story is prophesied. I’m not sure how I feel about that. Fate guiding…
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Fate v Free Will
We all have to travel through the maze that is life. It’s one turn after the next, one decision leading to the next and so on. Each turn bringing us closer to the end of our lives. The question begging to be asked is it of some kind of divine providence or is it truly…
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The Rest of the Plan – Seduce Me
After visiting my father I took a nap. It was unlike me, but I needed sleep now or I’d not be able to function later when it mattered. Balance needed to be restored. The one good thing about naps is no nightmares. It was refreshing sleeping during the day when I was supposed to. Three…
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Favorite Colors
Pink? Really? Ugh… They say real men were pink? I’m not a real man then cause yeah – hell no. And it’s not because it’s girly. I fucking wear eye liner and lip gloss and pain my nails, I don’t think I’m worried about girly. It’s an awful color! In neon it’s bright and ……
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The American Dream
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” — Declaration of Independence, July 4th 1776. Do I consider myself an American? Honestly never really thought about it. To…
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Future Plans
Temporary? so many things are temporary. Life for one. I’ve been thinking a lot lately – thanks AJ! Thinking about life and love and all the things that go with it. There is a grand plan. AJ shares it in an ‘out of character’ fashion. I don’t know it when I’m not rambling here. This…
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The Rest of the Plan – The Wicked Truth
I walked a small distance behind Walker and Emerson but we didn’t walk much farther when I saw Emerson take a deep breath. I saw fire pull in from the elements around him and build in his chest. It was like watching a slow motion reel in the movie theater. I threw a wall of…
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Make Lemonade?
Coffee, or Fathers? Those two things came to mind when I saw the writing prompt bitter. I love me a good coffee but not really worth talking about. And I’ve probably gone on and on about the problems with my father. I don’t know if I want to go through that bitterness in my life.…
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