-my pause is to appreciate everyone who came, including you. Especially you.
This may just be another cliche story about a young man pressured by conceived notions of masculinity who ends up becoming an enforcer for a crime family, but I think there’s value in my telling it even if just one person can learn from it.
Up concrete steps, chipping paint crackling under his feet. The latch on the gate creaks with rusty protest, he doesn’t manage to muster a sigh in response. His phone groaned in his pocket and he slumped into one of the lattice patio chairs shaded by the blooming bougainvillea he had trained up and around the bistro…
Inspired by Taylor’s lyric: Whiskey on Ice/Sunset and Vine, Taylor enjoys some Whiskey at an eatery just by that actual intersection: McDonald’s.
Wherein Drawful the dragon faces off against the first Prince seeking to rescue the Princess… and the Princess helps the Dragon.
Wherein bards are given their due consideration and a Champion appears who is less than happy to have appeared.
Wherein a Dragon does his best to navigate his lot in life by arranging to kidnap a Princess.
Wherein I reflect on my experience in NYC on 9/11, and why I refuse to let the politics of fear keep me from opposing the Muslim Ban.
Wherein I introduce the AI to control American Manufacture, Economic and Professional Assignment, AMEPA, and its worldview.
“Congratulations, sir,” the officer sighed. Paul remembered him sighing in a mystifying way. Maybe it was a sigh of exhaustion or disbelief. Possibly it was incredulity. However, it didn’t change what had come next: “in the eyes of your government and its people, you are hereby ‘White.’” Paul had begun the work innocuously enough. Asking…