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R.J.

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  1. Hurt is an ocean between us,
    one whose waves have driven me away
    so far,
    that if I ever tried to find my way back
    to remember where you are,
    I would lose myself.

    And if I ever do find myself
    on the same spot the waves have driven me from,
    you would be too far to recognize,
    and this ocean between us would be too vast
    for me to ever look past it
    at you.

     

     

    (wrote this a long time ago, and it makes me sigh each time I read it)

  2. Well, sex sells lol. Personally, as a reader, sex scenes in stories tend to be written more like fillers than anything. I've read a lot of stories over the years but I can only remember only one story with well written sex in it and was not written as a filler (I tend to skip the few I encounter because they really read like a filler) — Crosscrurrents by Adam Phillips. And as a writer, I find sex scenes extremely difficult, more difficult than writing the actual story. I think it is a gift to be able to write effective sex scenes lol

  3. I rarely read the news these days (I don't really like watching TV) because I get tempted to read the comments. I didn't even realize there are so many anti-vaxxers (who also happen to be religous nuts—surprise, surprise!) until covid happened. I don't understand it. Worse, there are those who to this day still believes covid doesn't exist. The only good thing (sometimes bad) that came from this situation is having to work from home.

  4. 1 hour ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

    Look who’s back…we missed you.  

    And I missed you guys too 😊 just suddenly found myself with a lot of extra time now that I'm working from home lol

    On 8/2/2021 at 1:24 AM, TomC said:

    Don't be like a certain well-known movie director who tries to re-write a famous science-fiction movie series every few years when he re-releases the films onto yet another format.

    I'm in the minority who actually liked episodes 1-3 🤣 though I was still a teenager when I saw them and maybe hayden christensen had something to do about that

  5. 23 minutes ago, James K said:

    From what I read of the first book and the other book titles, I don't think these stories are about adults.

    Mardi Gras Murders by Mark Peters is definitely adult and a detective story, though I'm not sure it is in his page here. I remember reading it in his own website 10 years ago which seems to have gone offline now.

     

  6. I would recommend anything by Rick Beck here at AD. Though the characters sometimes start out in highschool, majority of my memory of his stories seems to be in the character's adulthood. Outside the Foul Lines, I believe, started out in college.

    Mark Peters' stories also, I believe, are almost all adults.

    I read these stories years ago so I don't really have perfect memory of them.

  7. 1 hour ago, Rutabaga said:

    My romantic side also requests that you do not change happy endings to tragic endings unless the compulsion is great. 

    And my romantic side agrees 😁 

    There was a phase in Asian gay fiction (in web literature or movies) when every story did not have a happy ending, and while I could relate, I absolutely hated it. I'm just glad that phase is over now.

  8. 5 hours ago, James K said:

    I wonder how much is actually from real life and not simply fiction?

    John Mayer said in his new song, "shouldn't leave you messages in every little song." And I could relate to that. I was supposed to entitle Signs as Dear John, but I realized it would just be a message in a bottle in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. And, I think I'll leave it at that 😅

    Very grateful for your kind words 😊

  9. 8 hours ago, dude said:

    RJ,  We have a new feature at AD.  The Recycled Story using a little recycle icon.  

    While it is primarily for serial stories, we can also apply it for those authors who want to update or freshen Short Stories as well.   Also using it for excellent stories who are no longer writing or with us.

    Just let me know and I can considering scheduling a recycle.

    Mike

     

    that's great to know, Mike! i think i'm going to be taking advantage of that in the coming months. thanks!

  10. 40 minutes ago, Merkin said:

    I think reexamining and perhaps rewriting early work is good for the soul.  Cleans up those nasty unseen errors and hastily-sought expressions. However, changing the outcome of a story is perhaps a job for a sequel, rather than a ‘do over’.  After all, once a writer has put a story out there, it truly has a life of its own. No small thing.

     

     

    I agree, James. If I would rewrite my early works, I was thinking it would mostly be in rewording and fleshing out the thoughts and feelings and details while keeping plots intact—sort of, I guess, dressing it up better.

  11. Me: *nervously looking at the date of the last topic in this forum*

    So, I'm not sure if anyone still remembers me 🤣 The last story I wrote for AD (or anyone, including myself) was a short story, Having Put in Time, for Midnight Dude. I wrote this 10 years ago, 2011, if I'm not mistaken. Since then, all I've written were a few flash fiction here and there and a series of beginnings with no ends, or climaxes for that matter. Because, well, life.

    I have recently been scanning my surviving old works here at AD (Thanks, Mike!), a majority of which I wrote when I was 18-19 yrs old, and shit, I couldn't help cringing. I want to rewrite them so bad! But then, I remember the emails I got back then, of readers enjoying my work, and I can't help wondering if my past works are really just fine the way they are or do I need to make my present self happy about them.

    So, any thoughts?

     

  12. 12 hours ago, Merkin said:

    R.J.-- This is all too believable.  I often take my personal frustrations out on my TV.  Good thing I don't ever throw that remote!

    I find TVs nowadays are actually a lot cheaper (but still a lot of money 🤣🤣🤣)

  13. It didn’t seem to be the Lakers’ night tonight. No. Scratch that. It wasn't their night tonight, period. Sure, they were winning and all, but—come on—their score was way too low. I mean, they're playing the fucking Bobpussies! The score shouldn't be that close.

    Just then, Kobe jumped and took a shot. And fucking missed!

    Hello? We’re talking about Kobe here. Kobe makes those shots and doesn’t miss. Hell, I could’ve taken that shot, and I wouldn’t have missed! How could he?

    Fuck, I don’t need to watch this!

    But when I switched the TV off, the silence assaulted my ears, my very... being.

    It was just too fucking quiet!

    I turned the TV on again.

    Then, I turned it off again.

    FUCK!

    Fucking hell of a night.

    And if not for the sudden banging on my door, I probably would’ve thrown the remote at my TV. Sure, it was from a second hand shop, but it had still cost me money.

    “JON!”

    That voice.

    “JON! I know you’re in there.”

    Okay, it’s State the Obvious Day.

    “Jon, please, open up!”

    Why should I?

    “I didn’t ditch you. Please believe me!”

    Really?

    “I had to take my mom to the hospital, and I forgot my phone at home. By the time I remembered to call you on a payphone, you wouldn’t pick up.”

    I moved closer to the door, sighing, wishing I wasn’t so paranoid.

    “I’m sorry,” he said.

    I opened the door, and I couldn’t help laughing a little when he immediately fell to the floor. He must’ve been leaning on it. He also looked like he should’ve put me off for tomorrow instead. That really cooled me down fast.

    I helped him up. Then, I hugged him. “I’m glad you didn’t just forget,” I said, finally relieved.

    I had been about ready to trash my TV.

     

    Note: Yes, I wrote this back when payphones were still relevant LOL!

  14. At first
    there were stars
    and planets
    and moons
    and galaxies beyond,
    and the universe was spectacular—
    it was home.
    But floating in space
    with nothing to grasp,
    all the stars,
    all the moons,
    and comets—
    everything!
    —were all within sight
    but vastly out of reach.
    And the universe grew colder
    and colder,
    moment by moment.

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