Rain is kinda nice for the image. Me, standing on a corner, trenchcoat, rumpled tie, and fedora cocked down low over my forehead, rain dripping off whilst I lean unconcernedly on the lamppost. Adds to my Mystique. Adds a bit to my Nightcrawler, too, but that's another yarn.

Jem…Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Sometimes there’s no sleep like falling into an emotionally exhausted sleep. I remember Rayne holding me tightly and her singing me to sleep because I’d asked her to. But she’s not there when I’m waking up but her side of the bed is still warm.

We made love last night and I was….well I was very unsure if her and me and being together like her and Jason would be was a good idea. Thinking back on it I was scared of it but I didn’t want to disappoint her and we went with it.

Bad idea and good idea both at the same time.

Ok, so here are a couple of songs I wrote for 12-String, when I was still writing songs. They're actually the two I lost and just ended up saying screw it about writing the songs :). The first one is the song that Keith wrote while sitting and waiting out in Nashville. Think of it as country twang with a rock beat. Yes, there is a LOT of sarcasm in this song.

My Own Person(You're Not for Me)

Spoken: Momma always said there'd be guys like this.

My usual Friday routine goes something like, text at lunch ‘you fancy going out tonight?’ my reply ‘OK you choose’ the reply usually says ‘’Mine for 7.30’

"So, do you want to transition?"

That's not exactly a normal question you would hear at the family dinner table.

But then again, we didn't have what I called a normal family.

The Jekyll Legacy by Jaye Michael & Levanah Greene Chapter Twenty-Five Jiggety Jig

Victorian alchemy meets modern science and magic.
What could possibly go wrong?