Excerpt from my book, 'God Loathes You' - from the chapter titled: Uncle Jake

   Seconds became minutes and then hours and before I knew it the last of the sunlight was ebbing as the fiery crimson orb dipped below the horizon. Rising from a drunken slumber I caught the last tendril of the sun’s rays as it lost its grip on the world outside my door. My eyes opened and shut trying to adjust to the sudden illumination. Darkness swept across the world and invaded my surroundings. And I fell asleep again and was lost to the world.    I woke up in a strange yet familiar place. The house I had known was all...

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Excerpt from God Loathes You Chapter 4 Going Back Home

   She would sit with me and talked as I ate. I finished the last of my sausages and drained the remainder of my cup of coffee. She took the cup and said, “Be right back with a fresh cup,” smiling that sweet innocent smile. So warm I felt in her presence.    I took out my pack of smokes and removed a cigarette. I lit it up and took a drag. I held the smoke in my lungs enjoying it building up in my lungs and slowly exhaled. A smoke never tasted better than after a good meal. So I enjoyed my cigarette and avoided the steely old...

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Second Chapter of my novel God Loathes You

Out of School & Out of Mind High School was over and done with and I was a grown up and didn’t have a clue what I should do with myself. So I had considered moving back to the state that was imperial and the island that was long. If you didn’t catch any of that then you may need a clearer explanation; Long Island, New York-Levittown to be more precise. I hadn’t been there since I moved down south and missed the simple northern suburban lifestyle of New York. But who am I kidding? I just wanted out of Carolina of the North...

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Third Chapter of my novel 'God Loathes You"

It All Goes South  And it always does one way or another. The night of the big falling out wasn’t far off and I was making preparations to come out with my head attached. I still had my fight or flight and I chose the latter. Sometimes the better man is elusive and quite frankly there is no such thing. Women call us dogs all the time and you know what? I take no offense to that label but I make no attempt to label anyone.  Most of my free time was spent with Kim or with Mary Jane not a girl but the plant. Herbage. During my...

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Childhood

I had a pretty normal childhood. My parents were atypical and my surroundings were the usual thing. What was different was losing those closest to me at an early age and having to deal with this loss in my own way. But I was lucky to have an imagination-very active one at that-and I lost myself in my fictional worlds where all was right in the world. And so I started to write and entertained my friends with my tales of do goods stopping the weekly baddie. My friends and I played outside a great deal from the time we got out of school until it got...

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You know when you love someone?

This is a poem that I came up with thinking about the special someone I've had and lost. When there is nothing you want more, when they occupy your thoughts in every waking moment. When you're alone at night and you still can smell their scent, and long for the warmth of their embrace, and to feel the tender softness of their lips when they kiss you, and then you know all is right in the world because you are not alone to face it. That special someone always supports you even when you are in the wrong, no matter what they got your back come...

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