Part of a story
Just sort of writing a story in drips and drabs. this part isn't all that finished still have to add some thoughts.please tell me if i've made a spelling or grammar mistake as i'm really bad in those departments.
To Laugh Once More
Compilation of recent ponderings and such during the late hours after gym visits and realizing how far i'd fallen...of sorts? again, criticisms are welcome.
Sorting it Out
. :) sorting it out copyright 2013 comidacomida the fight at school hadn't been sam's fault but, as promised, the faculty had a zero tolerance policy; his mom had to come and pick him up thursday right after lunch.
An Intermission of Sorts
(Feir's Point of View) I was happy to see Friz relax, but I refused to be satisfied until he joined us in our little regression party. Gary even offered to join if Friz did, but Friz merely said that he would so long as Gary stayed the adult....
A Beginning of Sorts
The roo, like most lonely single males, kept a close eye upon the dating app that slowly eats away at his data allotment. Every ping from the phone is an urgent message that must be monitored with frantic desperation. The program is one of the hip new...
Of Sharks And Sea Beasts
He'd heard some of the scientists talking about what it might have been, most were in agreement that there must have been some sort of ledge or rock blocking it, something that had caused the trench to be overlooked.
Tug of War
I groan and sit back sighing and looking at the ceiling as my headphones play my music loudly. I begin to tap my pen against the rim of my cap as I bite my lip and think about what to write. _This is crap I know it..._ I sigh thinking to myself. _But...
Transformative Discipline
That's why the saturation includes a wave length that stimulates the sexual responses in the brain and body, a sort of high tech aphrodisiac.
Kimahri Heat (teaser)
**"Kimahri Heat"** Thunder boomed and echoed through the sky, along with a near-daylight illumination coming from the constant lightning that filled the Thunder Plains as Kimahri returned to one of the few places that oddly gave him a bit of comfort...
Amber's 69 First Dates - The Art Room
Hit the lights and we'll sort this out." a shuffle. "it's not... quite time yet, i don't think," the vixen mused out loud, making it sound like a question.
Friends of a Furry Sort
Rain ran down the pathway to the pond. He loved the park at night; it felt so natural to be here, where there were trees and grass and water. And other creatures, like ducks, geese, and nutria rats. It was especially nice now because it was spring and...
A Different Sort of Night
Some sort of late-night movie was playing, but he wasn't really paying any attention. mostly, he was just letting it work as background noise, the volume turned down too low to really hear what anyone was saying anyway.