Friends (Alex)

Posted on August 16, 2012 by

Friends (Alex) Previous Chapters/Contents Everyone looked pretty rough when we met at the big round table in the back of Tom’s the next morning. Carrie’s eyes were swollen and red, and she’d pulled on jeans and a pullover sweater. She was as relaxed looking as I’d ever seen her, but also exhausted.  She sat, Read More

Now it’s my turn (Alex)

Posted on August 15, 2012 by

Now it’s my turn (Alex) Previous Chapters/Contents “We’re going with her,” Carrie told the police. “She is not going alone with you to the hospital. I’m her sister, and Kelly’s her best friend.” The police officer looked uncomfortable, but finally agreed. Carrie turned to Sherman. “Ray… you take Joel, and go down to the, Read More

Right where I belonged (Dylan)

Posted on August 14, 2012 by

Right where I belonged (Dylan) Previous Chapters/Contents Oh fuck, I thought, as the police started to lead me out of the apartment. I looked back over my shoulder, saw her still standing there against the wall, a cop next to her. She was sobbing, and met my eyes with a look of longing mixed, Read More

Cover reveal: Insurgent Episode 4

Posted on August 13, 2012 by

Hi all, I’m looking for feedback on a possible cover design for Insurgent Episode 4, which is slated to release sometime about a week from now.  Thoughts? Feedback? Opinions? Charles       And here is option 2:

He was protecting me (Alex)

Posted on August 13, 2012 by

He was protecting me (Alex) Thanks for stopping by and getting this far in Just Remember to Breathe. This is the conclusion of chapter nine, and the major turning point in the novel. I’d love to hear any thoughts or feedback on the story! While we’re here, I want to give a quick update, Read More

Where did she go anyway? (Dylan)

Posted on August 12, 2012 by

Where did she go anyway? (Dylan) Previous Chapters/Contents “So yeah,” Joel was saying.  “I thought he was going to kill me, to be honest. His eyes were pretty damn cold. But it was all a misunderstanding, and I’m glad they sorted it out. Not just because they’re so happy… but my own safety.” Joel, Read More

A couple of ostriches (Alex)

Posted on August 11, 2012 by

This is the continuation of chapter eight, and is really the beginning of the turning point in the novel. If you haven’t had a chance to drop any feedback, I’d love to hear your thoughts! Also, a quick update on my Kickstarter project for Insurgent: if you haven’t checked it out, please do so!, Read More

Though this isn’t a book blog per se, I do periodically post book reviews here. Those of you who have been regulars for a while will know that I generally only write about independent novelists. That’s mainly because indies rock. That said, I won’t bother posting reviews of books that don’t interest me or, Read More

Whatever (Dylan)

Posted on August 10, 2012 by

Whatever (Dylan) Previous Chapters/Contents Okay. Yeah, reading through her emails, and seeing the heartache that poured through them… it put me in a pretty craptastic mood. I’m not usually the best at expressing myself, and even though my new therapist down at the VA has told me repeatedly that I have to let go, Read More

My life is all planned out (Alex)

Posted on August 9, 2012 by

My life is all planned out (Alex) Previous Chapters/Contents As always, JFK airport was crowded beyond belief. Standing just outside security, I waited for Carrie, feeling alternately excited to see her and suspicious of her motives. Why suspicious? Because three days before, I had let slip in a conversation with my mom that I, Read More

As usual, the hajis didn’t cooperate (Dylan) Previous Chapters/Contents When we finished breakfast, Alex said, “I think I want to let you guys go off and play together, and I’m going to pick my sister up.” I looked at her, curiously, and said, “You’re sure?” She smiled and leaned close, then said, “Go have, Read More

We call him Weed (Alex)

Posted on August 8, 2012 by

We call him Weed (Alex) Previous Chapters/Contents When the alarm went off on Saturday morning, I groaned and rolled over, rubbing my palm across Dylan’s bare chest, feeling the bunched muscles. I slowly opened my eyes, just in time to see him reaching out with his right hand, which was still bound in a, Read More