A Shot of Death, No Chaser 2

Chapter One Chapter Two “I prefer a stiff drink over a stiff man.” Laughter bubbled over my lips as Gin explained herself with blunt description. It was the fourth Thursday since we had met and every night ended the same; teeth crashing, tongues dancing, and lips melting together. I didn’t know much about the enigma…

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Yes, I’m Still Coping With Grief

Come September my best friend, Joesph Gilliam, will have been restored in heaven for a year. It's crazy to think that I've somehow lived without my right-hand man for a full orbit around the sun. No day with grief has been the exact same, each morning brings new challenges and each night brings new pains. With…

Today I Hate Writing

But: I'm going to do it anyway If you're a writer that puts out new content everyday: Go to Hell Wait teach me your ways before you do I don't believe you really do You schedule your post in advance don't you Because: nobody always feels great about what they write or writing in itself. We all have days…