Wow, and it’s week 7 already! ehhhh, no it’s not! But it was!
The title of the week 7 chapter is ‘Baby Steps’ – one of my favourite admonitions to myself, so it’s gonna please me. I guess maybe this week I should post another chapter of ‘The Entomologist and No-Spiders Man’ – that would be a baby step all right!
The main task for the week, though – as set by Ms Grout – is to write a six-word memoir. Unsurprisingly, she gives as an example the ‘For sale: baby shoes, never worn‘ story. And attributes it to Hemingway – the pompous self-important old dud. Although as far as I was taught, it’s actually ‘Baby shoes, never used’ and was written by Scott Fitzgerald in response to a challenge from Gertrude Stein. Vastly superior! Papa H, you were an ass, and a sucky writer too.
Ehh, this one is not as easy as it might seem.
Tooled-up, smiling, pretend to agree. Hee-hee.
Maybe! Or something else, later. I THINK HYPHENATED WORDS COUNT. I TOTALLY THINK THEY DO! Hey, I’m the one who’s tooled up, who’s gonna argue with me?
image – Nick Harris on Flickr, licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/
Chris is a fire-fighter: a good guy, a guy in uniform, a guy who’s into other guys. He’s good at his job, he’s attractive, he’s… lonely. And he just inexplicably dislikes the super-hot new recruit at the station, Dane. Really. Detests him. Can’t bear him. Well, there has to be some reason to explain the sparks and the friction and the heat between them, anyway…
Philip broke up with his ex Adam months back, and for very good reasons. But he has a taste for caning and spanking, and Adam was always very good at scratching that itch. Is it really a good idea to make that call?
So, what week are we on again? *whistles* well, time flies! Moving on, in any case:
Zumba for this week! (Or eight weeks ago, whatevs…)
- I gotta make myself a pair of angel wings. Ehhhhh really? MORE ORIGAMI? Well tell you what: I’ve got a poem halfway ready to go, about angel wings. Serendipitous, no? I think that counts. I THINK THAT COUNTS.
- Also: get a hold of three poems by Rumi, and read ’em. Yeah, I can do that all right.
- Aaaand I have to eat lunch somewhere ‘unusual’. Considering I rarely eat any meal on time, and generally graze randomly on whatever’s in the fridge, I think just having a formal cooked meal at the dinner-table would count for this one.
image – Lavendar’s Legacy https://www.flickr.com/photos/soloflight/ licence https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/
Joe is an orderly at a big teaching hospital. He knows that a lot of visitors have a little kink for anyone in a white coat. And sometimes he takes sexy advantage of it…
Jodi is a scientist, a rational man, a researcher into travel between alternate universes. If he’s also in love with the laboratory’s senior researcher, Michael, then so what? It’s not as if anything’s ever going to come of it, Michael has never looked at him with a trace of interest in that way… Until their experiments get closed down by the authorities, and they make one last reckless desperate attempt to reach an alternate reality. A reality where they find werewolves, and vampires, and a whole other Jodi and Michael, living very different lives…
by Alex Ankarr!
Would you want to get down and intimate with a wolf? A supernatural, magical shifter, dangerous and hot? Tate thinks the guy who’s living in the apartment next door is maybe, possibly, some kind of supernatural creature. Maybe a werewolf. He’s certainly magically hot, anyway. And when he’s having some fun alone time thinking about the guy, is when he gets an unexpected visit…
Ben and Alec are together now, after Alec’s past as an escort has been discovered, and Ben has paid for his services. But how will they make it work, and can they really put it behind them and stay together? Can Ben forget about their painful past history? Can Alec? Approximately 4000 words: sequel to A Thoroughly Unprofessional Relationship.
by Alex Ankarr!
Anto needs to get rid of his boyfriend for the night, so he can sneak out and get himself a spanking from a professional. But what kind of surprise will he get when he opens the door to the whip-wielding escort he’s hired?