Victor Echo: Blog

While sitting around, trying to pass the time during this period of social distancing, or personal ignoring, or whatever we are calling it, I began to think about my summers spent being consumed by mosquitos, chased by moose, and generally enjoying being alone in the woods. And thus, comes this little story about a young boy who has lead a sheltered life.

Due to the rules of SOL, I have tagged it as mt et al, despite all the players being seventeen years of age or older. The story itself covers a week in time and I will post it as time and edits permit. It is complete, as far as it goes, but that does not mean there might not be more. It will depend on how long we have to stay locked up in our own minds.

If I were superstitious I would say, of course. But I am not. Still, 13 votes before the first homophonic one vote came in on Amber and Friends. Honestly I am disappointed it took the gay bashes so long. And yes, gay basher, homophobes, Republicans, what have you. If, after 12 votes, the scores are mostly 7+, a one drops in, it can only be because of the M/M content. Like it never happens in the real world. Like an MMF threesome has never happened.

Anyway, to all of you, thanks for reading.

It has been a slow year. I have only posted two stories, neither one of them an epic length, much less more than a scene or two. I started working with a wonderful editor on cleaning up the first of my two novel-length stories, but between a new job sending me across the country and through the woods, there just was not time, much less desire to revisit the stories. And the more I revisited them, the more red ink I poured onto them, which resulted in more rewrites in my decreasing time. So I have put them both back in the drawer, or more correctly on the shelf until I can find adequate time to do them justice.
For now, you will have to put up with short scenes or a series of scenes that may or may not lead to a longer story.
Thanks for reading. Happy New Year!

Greetings from Sodom, how we wish you were here....

I believe that is how the line goes, but anyway, hello to the six readers out there wondering if I am going to ever post a new story. The answer is yes, probably, but not anytime soon. I have a long-form story in the words, two novels in the can that need editing and a couple of others that are not ready for public consumption just yet. The real world is chewing up most of my free time, so any writing I am doing is measured in words per day, not pages, which means that I am not as prolific as I was in 2017 (when I cranked out ten ... let's call them scenes because we can't really call them stories - although Drinks WIth... could be considered one story in four parts).

Thanks for reading, and being patient!

It took five downloads for the first 1 vote on Drinks With Amanda and David. I am sure they get a thrill out of downvoting a story with M/M action in it, just because. It used to bother me. Not anymore. I am only encouraged to write more in the same vein. Why? Because I have seen how many of my stories like this are read. One of my lowest scoring stories (Afternoon Delight) is one of my most read. So all those one votes must make someone hard. Thanks for voting!

(And for those that actually are reading, thanks for that too).