I Am Legend.Nah, I'm not as cool as Will Smith. As Jay McInerney once said of Kurt Vonnegut, I am a "satirist with a heart, a moralist with a whoopee cushion, a cynic who wants to believe." I am also:-A graduate of one of the finest schools of journalism in the world.-A grammar snob. If the writing is bad, I'm liable to sprint quickly in the opposite direction, sometimes as fast as I run from country music.-A fan of Dancing_Doll, whose work not only brought me here, but led to my 1st story being published on Lush.-Someone who hated reading as a kid until JK Rowling got me hooked. -A beer snob. -A romantic.-A realist.-A lover of music.-A storyteller.-A philosophical thinker. -A friend. -A lover of women, especially the ones who can make me laugh, even when I don't want to.-And someone who's been told that he has the fingers to pleasure a Giraffe. (You'll just have to ask).Writing has always been a part of me, even when it hasn't. As one of my favorite authors once said, "What do any of us have when words fail us?" ---------I like to keep a close knit of friends and I don't usually add folks on my own. If you want to add me, at least include a reason why.
I never imagined working at a carnie, joining the ranks of society’s oddballs: the clowns, the “mystics”, the giants and dwarfs, and the creepy redheaded puppeteer twins. But here I am, looking ridiculous in a straw fedora, a big red bow tie, and old-timey suspenders; a vision cut from the 50s, celebrating the end of summer, fireworks painting the midnight sky with thunderous bursts of...
Added 06 Apr 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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June 2005 Slants of moonlight spilled through the cheap, ugly motel curtains, throwing soft silver glows on discarded clothing. A broken lamp dangled from a table, cord taut, the shattered bulb still flickering. The orange sparks of light were locked in tune with the muffled rattling of an ice machine and the hum of cicadas going about their own song and dance of seduction. They had...
Added 19 Feb 2014 | Category Seduction
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I have this theory about flight. I think there’s this great, cosmic deity. Not religious or anything, just cosmic, that moves planes through the sky like a small child moves toy cars. Everything’s fine as long as he’s interested. But one day, he’ll grow bored and let it fall to the earth or nosedive it into a mountain. So fuck flying. Right up its bitch ass. When Kelly suggested Hawaii...
Added 16 Dec 2013 | Category Quickie Sex
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“Now then, shall we make a deal, Maxwell?” the man asked, reaching out gnarled fingers to move an onyx pawn one square forward across the chessboard. The man looked up from the game, lips forming a slanted, unnatural smile. I jolted awake in a sticky cold sweat at one in the morning to a clock flashing neon light and a whistling, icy draft. The scratch of my antique record player coming...
Added 23 Aug 2013 | Category Supernatural
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