I'm rusty, so forgive my awkwardness.
With this piece I entertain myself (2POVs),
and try to ease my way back
into writing. Again.
I shrugged Tom and his hot breath off of my shoulders. The feeling of being blanketed in hellfire eased and I could breathe again. “That wasn’t very nice,” he smiled into my neck. His arm pulled me into a bearhug. Those were the death of me. I felt him purr and sniff at my hairline, licking. “You taste salty. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” His nose brushed my ear.
Continue reading “warming up”
MB: #1 / #2 / #3 / #5 / #6 /
See? Nothing unusual. The doctor pats me on the shoulder and goes back to the only occupied e-bed. I go through the scans of Decker’s insides, from head to toe for the hundredths time. Brooding over it won’t help. Chalk it up to delirium. Trust me. He turns and flashes a big bright smile. I’m a doctor. Continue reading “med bay snippet #4”
Part 1 – “SAFE ATMOSPHERE” – here
Part 2: published here
Part 3 – Judge, Jury & Executioner
I’M THAT KIND OF GUY
It’s no fun, being tied up and dragged behind a vehicle at breakneck speed.
In case you’re wondering, and want to try it yourself – DON’T! Contain your beer-fueled impulses, folks! Don’t kid yourselves, I only make this look easy and enjoyable!
Continue reading “Greater Good Protocol (2)”