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Transforming Genevieve Chapter Eight Part One

Genevieve considers how she’ll crawl back from her addiction and the resulting depression.

Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny. I rolled over and pulled the covers over my head, not wanting to begin the seemingly endless journey back just yet. I could wait till afternoon to start my climb out of the bottomless sexual barrel I'd allowed mys...

Fathers, Brothers, and Sons - Pt. 2

An unimaginable betrayal. But why? And what comes next?

Neither of us spoke at first; I was too stunned, and she too ashamed. Finally, I asked in a raspy voice, “Why?” Her gaze remained steadfastly away from mine. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Luke. I… He was dying. And I was so… the depression, it was crushing me...

Chapter 11 - No Strings Attached - Clarity

Matt tries coming to terms with a break-up

Hypocrite. That word is embedded in my fading moments. Until now, I'd rejected the notion of a God or anything existing beyond our mortal plane - That the life we're born into is the only one we'll ever know, and once it's over, that's it. Game over. Non-...

By My Side

After a very long road trip I question my mind

I am tryingbut three days in a carmake my progress seem very farThankfully the seahas come to my rescue again.Salt air and endless ocean views are friendsPatience you continue to showmile after mile day after dayEventually helping me find my wayI question...

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A Bookish Love Story

she wanted him, as a man, and wanted him now.

  The dream had returned--so had the eyes. They hovered in an angry sky just above the horizon, seeing everything but focusing on nothing.Amy knew those eyes—knew a time when they’d been filled with happiness and a love of life. But that had been before h...

The dark shadows of my mind, They threaten to consume, They sometimes feed on the weak and they feed on the weary, But they mostly just feed on me. I feel confined, trapped, filled with disillusion,It seems that every where I turn the same face is staring...