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Fateful Hunt

12 Sunday Apr 2015

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Fateful Hunt

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Short Story (Approx 14200)

Me’nor knew exactly when Nat lost the scent. The poor pup yipped in frustration and fret over the ground-up soil, ruining whatever hint might have clung to the soggy trail. The rest of the pack gathered quickly, the dogs he loved leaping excitedly over rotting wood and skidding through the muddied ditch that had formed years before when a burrow had collapsed. Another long ago hunt with only the black sky to bear witness to its failure.

“Aw, Nat.” Me’nor knelt, already too covered with smears and spatters of mud to heed the mess as he scrubbed the pup between the ears. “You’ve got to learn some patience, love.”

Nat snorted and shook himself, spraying his litter mate, Alo. She snapped at his flank in retaliation, sending them both sliding into the ditch, playfully fighting. Their dam, Kos, stood over them serenely, watching, but blatantly not interfering.

Ignoring the pups, Me’nor sniffed the heavy air. Something lingered. Not the moss hare the pups had been intent on eating. Something else. Something more dangerous. Win could smell it too. She was at his side immediately, her mind tugging on his, her nose to the ground, peeling away the overwhelming scent of moisture clinging to every branch, leaf and rock surrounding them.

“That’s different,” he muttered, more to himself than to Win. She responded anyway, with a light warning that spread though the collective consciousness of his pack. “And this close to the treaty line…” Continue reading →

Panty Nightmares

01 Sunday Mar 2015

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 Panty Nightmares

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Short Story (Approx 2200)

Most of the time, I find it child’s play to divide my dreams from my nightmares. Like good and evil. Life and death. The lines tend to be bold and thick, marked with red tape and bureaucracy that always overstays its welcome. Or maybe I’m simply holding onto a type of faith my parents instilled back when I was three and the world seemed a whole lot simpler. Though, I think the immediate clue I stumbled upon was one I came to understand in my teen years, long after my parents had given up on trying to argue with me about life.

Just like then, I thought I knew everything.

Headless mannequins with crack-riding, pink-laced panties tend to fall in my I-know-what-kind-of-dream-this-is territory. Like I said, as easy as black and white. Right? Continue reading →

A Cold Bargain

01 Sunday Feb 2015

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A Cold Bargain

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Short Story (Approx 1500)

On the pamphlet it said they were Battery Everlasting. An interesting gimmick. Unrealistic, she was sure, but it was a nice touch. Especially since it was written in big broad letters, with phallic shapes to the b and g. It cost less than five though, slashed from a seventy-five percent sale, and she loved a bargain.

The only two left were hot pink and frost blue so she bought the blue. Once she got home and opened the packaging, the phallic b ripping in half because the tape wouldn’t come off, she discovered that blue really meant purple. Of course. She’d probably just been scammed. No return policy either given the intimate nature of the product.

Oh well.

She washed it thoroughly and lay down to test it out. Sans batteries. She didn’t actually believe it would turn on, but—surprise!—it hummed to life in her hand, dancing like it wanted to mate. Interesting. She could save a fortune on double As if it worked. Continue reading →

Siren Song Published

09 Friday Jan 2015

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Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

SIREN SONG has been published. A 40k word novella; gay fantasy romance.

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Small excerpts can be found here.

Is it only the facade of desire driving him back?

The Nest of the northern sirens is a jagged island filled with the bones of their victims and the egg sacs of their young. Strands of their hair decorate the rocks while scales gather in the tide pools and human skulls clack in the wind.

No one goes there willingly. No one leaves there alive.

With his father wasting away to disease, Rikel risks the seductive songs of the sirens, hoping he can fool them long enough to survive. Like every other man and woman before him, he is enthralled, powerless and full of lust for the siren who sings for him.

Yet, the siren–Caarafk–doesn’t seem like the others after he makes a choice that leaves Rikel both confused and song sick. Need burns in his veins and desire simmers through his nerves, making temptation stick like barnacles to his mind and body. As Rikel’s resistance to the siren’s thrall weakens, tragedy strikes, leading Rikel straight into Caarafk’s arms in a song-sick haze, unsure whether or not he’s making a deadly mistake.

Warning: This novella features a siren who hates his voice, magically induced dubious consent and a whole lot of man on man water action.

New Year, Old Loves

04 Sunday Jan 2015

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New Year, Old Loves

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Short Story (Approx. 3200)

The apartment building had a ragged, yellowing appearance, as if it’d seen too many smokers sitting in its covered stoop and weathered far too many evictions. Not the place Pete had envisioned he would find Gwennie, but then his imagination had run wild in the past couple of years. Pictures of perfection. Of white picket fences, hanging plants and baby blue curtains. And, of course, a plethora of men who she might have chosen after him.

He glanced at the address on the slip of paper her brother had given him. Apartment 3B. So, not the door to the left or the door to the right, but the one smack-dab in the middle. The one with the two metal chairs and circular table sitting out front. The one with the wreath visible behind the clearish screen door. The one with the welcome mat with the bright spring colors and cheerful yellow birds on it. Continue reading →

Published Clean Sweep (f, ss, m/m)

31 Wednesday Dec 2014

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Clean Sweep has been published, a 5400 word Christmas story with a M/M pair in a contemporary setting.

Clean Sweep came from a Christmas prompt. When I first thought up the silly soot monster idea, I’d envisioned it as something humorous and sweet, but my mind seemed to be in serious mode so almost immediately I had Trey’s motivation to decorate become something a little less than cheery. Which made me sad. So I had to spend some time fixing his problem because I’m generally a sucker for happily ever afters.

The title is supposed to be a nod to both the soot monster’s physical destruction and the need for Trey and Kevin to do some serious cleaning up of the mess they’ve made of their relationship.

This is the last Sunday story I’m publishing this year and while not all of them have been the most amazing, stupendous work in the world, I’ve had a lot of fun and have been pretty satisfied with everything I’ve accomplished. When I set out in February to publish a short piece every week, I honestly worried that my goal would fall by the wayside because, you know…life.

Instead, I feel as if I’ve written, edited and learned more this year despite (or maybe because of) my promise to myself that I’m just having fun and I’m not allowed to constantly second guess or throw my work out simply because it might not be up to some impossibly high standard set by some random person on the interwebs. Putting my work out there on a consistent, constant schedule has actually been freeing, surprisingly. It’s relaxed me. Made me care less about what might or might not get said about any specific story and care more about focusing on the next project because that’s where I’m happiest.

It’s been an interesting year.

Next year might even be more so because I’ve decided to change things up a little. Instead of publishing a story every week on my website all year, I’m going to only be publishing the first Sunday of every month from now on. Nothing serialized because that would be far too long to wait for the next piece. I’m doing this so I can concentrate on my longer stories in order to hopefully build a bit of a backlist of available work. I don’t have specific monthly/weekly goals, but my plan is to publish ten novellas/novels over the course of the next year. Wish me luck!

I know it seems as if I’ve been on a M/M kick for the past couple of months. I got caught up trying to even things out since I spent so much time earlier this year working on M/F pieces. I promise I’m still writing M/F. Speaking of which…

Sunday, Jan 4th: New Year, Old Loves (fantasy, short story, M/F) – Sometimes a letter means exactly what it says. Sometimes you have to know a person well enough to read between the lines.

Clean Sweep

28 Sunday Dec 2014

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Clean Sweep

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Short Story (Approx. 5400)

Something fluttered in the chimney, a thumping noise that vibrated for a few seconds then fell silent. Trey hesitated, his hand upraised with the mistletoe he’d decided to hang despite its drooping leaves and squished berries. The sound came again, this time lasting longer and accompanied by a distinct scratch.

Then silence.

When the sound didn’t occur a third time, Trey finished hanging the mistletoe above the door frame separating the living room from the kitchen. Then he ripped off the plastic tag from the red garland he’d bought and, using colorful pushpins he’d brought home from his last incredibly boring data entry job, he tacked it up around the door frame. The garland ended up being lopsided by a few inches, but Trey just left it since Kevin had a tendency to be quite unobservant so it would be a surprise if he saw the garland in the first place, let alone noticed it wasn’t even. Continue reading →

Published Breaking Currents (f, ss, m/m)

24 Wednesday Dec 2014

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Edited Dec. 28, 2014: Breaking Currents has been removed and is now only an excerpt. The entire Siren Song novella will be available in January 2015.

Breaking Currents has been published, a 4500 word story featuring a m/m pair. It is the final installation of the Siren Song novella and is preceded by Like Dark Algae, Bright Storm, Run Aground, Barnacle Tide and One Last Song.

Uh…so…I accidently/on purpose didn’t write any Author Notes last week after I published One Last Song because frankly I couldn’t think of anything to say. Most of the comments I could say about the writing process and of the story itself have already been said and anything else would be spoiler-like or utterly pointless.

Like I said before, I’m going to have to edit Like Dark Algae since it was written long before I decided to extend the story into something bigger. Along with folding in some world building, I also have to fix a few details that I changed when writing the rest of the novella. I don’t intend on changing the story on my site though since I’m planning on pulling the stories shortly.

Thus…on Dec. 28th all the Siren Song stories will be pulled off my website, replaced with excerpts and republished for $2.99. If you have the desire to read it, I’d recommend you do so while it’s still free. The final version that will be going up will have the edits I talked about and possibly a couple hundred words of Caarafk’s Interludes at the end of each chapter. The added edits and words are not worth buying the novella if you’ve already read it, but if you want to support me and buy a copy anyway that is totally cool with me and I’ll think you’re awesome for it.

Next Sunday, Dec 28th: Clean Sweep (fantasy, short story, M/M) – Their first Christmas together might also be their last if they can’t sweep clean the ashes that have piled up since the file flickered out.

Breaking Currents (Siren Song 6) Excerpt

21 Sunday Dec 2014

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Breaking Currents

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Edited Dec 28th, 2014: This story has been removed and below is only an excerpt. The entire Siren Song novella will be available for purchase in January 2015.

Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

It was another four days before Rikel made a conscious decision on whether to see Caarafk again.

While before he’d had throbbing need goading him along, now doubts assaulted his mind every time he thought about trusting Caarafk. Doubts that morphed into thoughts about becoming song sick again, especially after Kula asked whether the song scream’s power was temporary and the honest answer was nothing more than a shrug.

The decision came one morning after a particularly vivid dream. Unlike the ones that had haunted Rikel when he’d been song sick, this one didn’t dissolve into immediate sexual expression. Instead, he walked along an endless sandbar, far out into the Eversea, listening to Caarafk singing softly, but never, ever reaching him. Rikel woke lonely, feeling as if he was letting an opportunity sail past him. When he finally fell back asleep, he dreamed that he went to the north shore and walked the Gamble, only to find it empty and silent. Years had worn away the edges of the rocks, leaving no evidence that Caarafk had once waited for him because the siren had long since moved on. Just like Kula’s siren.

He waited two days, partially to prove to himself that it wasn’t residual song sickness driving his desire and partially so that he wouldn’t be going to the Gamble when he was tired and sore from hard labor. His dreams became just as abstract and strange as they’d been before he’d gone to the Nest, Caarafk never putting in another appearance, even when Rikel woke with morning wood.

The third morning—a full three weeks from the day he’d last seen Caarafk—Rikel woke early, kissed Mother goodbye, promised Wela he would be safe, after she gave him a concerned look, and headed up to the north shore.

This is only an excerpt of Siren Song. For more excerpts you can go to the Excerpts page.

One Last Song (Siren Song 5) Excerpt

14 Sunday Dec 2014

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One Last Song

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Edited Dec 28th, 2014: This story has been removed and below is only an excerpt. The entire Siren Song novella will be available for purchase in January 2015.

Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

Siren Song cover designed by James, GoOnWrite.com

Later, when Jieve had already fallen asleep and Wela was outside resetting the rodent traps around Mother’s garden, Rikel sat across from Kula, letting the constant movement of her hands drive away the desire to go see Caarafk. She glanced up at him now and then, but mostly kept her gaze on her lap.

“Wela will stop you if you leave,” she said finally. “You might as well go to bed.”

“Are you coming?”

She shrugged.

After another moment, he asked, “How do you do it? How do you sit here day after day and never even go to the water? You don’t go to the docks. You don’t even walk along the cliffs. It’s like you’re not song sick at all.”

Kula’s hands froze for a second. Then she continued without losing her place in the thin ropes. “You find something that is more important. When I was little, Father used to threaten to whip me if I so much as touched the water and I was more scared of him than I desired to find my siren, especially after he told me he’d sell me off to an old farmer from Vaisar a few years later.”

Rikel snorted. “No, he didn’t.”

“Yeah, why do you think we never got along? When I figured out he would never do something like that, I had an awful phase where I would sneak out. At first, I would just go to the cliff and sit there, listening. Then I would go to the Gamble and wait. No one ever came.”

“Gods,” breathed Rikel. “You don’t still do that, do you?”

She shook her head. “Tarok caught me coming home one night. Reamed me until I was crying. The songs don’t have the same effect anymore, mostly because I know I’m not truly wanted.”

“What if your siren had met you there and did still want you?”

She didn’t glance up from her work. “Then I’d probably be dead.”

This is only an excerpt of Siren Song. For more excerpts you can go to the Excerpts page.

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