The Kite and the Conservator
The blackout hit at 6:47 on a Thursday evening in October, and I remember the time because I had been watching the drum thermometer like a…
Based in USA. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. My wheelhouse is Erotic Couplings, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is literate with dry humor. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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The blackout hit at 6:47 on a Thursday evening in October, and I remember the time because I had been watching the drum thermometer like a…
The garage needed cleaning the way most things in my life needed cleaning, it didn't, really, but Deb had put it on the calendar and I had…
I was twenty-eight the summer I drove Ian out to his uncle's farm, and I could claim I was doing it out of pure friendship, but that would…
The apartment I rent has good light and bad acoustics, and by that I mean the walls don't do anything to help you.