Russell Gayer, author speaker
Poetry, Horror, Psychological Thrillers
Stories From Within
Finding ways to make words sparkle
This is the blog of a woman who is seriously on the edge and I mean right ON the edge…no, not there… just a little bit further… further than that…no, further still…just a tiny bit more… just move slightly to the right a little…no, that’s too much…just move a tad to the left…that’s right, just there…now you’ve moved too far to the left… Damn, what part of the ‘on the edge’ do you not understand? Oh, and her matricidal boy genius, come devil spawn.
Or the three people I guilted into reading this blog, whatever.
Growing older is inevitable. Growing up is optional.
I may make you feel, but I can't make you think.
All the Blogging That's Fit To Print
AS I TOLD THE GIRL THAT I LOST MY VIRGINITY TO, THANKS FOR LAUGHING AT ME HERE TODAY.
A Humor Blog
Stylistically Abusing Language for the Betterment of Mankind
Straight up with a twist– Because life is too short to be subtle!
An author's perspective of mystery and more.
And the worst things. And all that weird stuff in between.
Haha! Very funny, as usual. He'll get a laugh at this, I'm sure.
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Love it! I'll take a hit!
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LOL! Well done, Russell! Almost fell out of my chair. 😀
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I thought this read as something that could really happen.I think you captured his age well too. I liked it.
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Dear Russell,This week's photo prompt really made for some interesting stories. Several had me chuckling, one other laughing outright. Adding your to that last category now. Had no idea where you were going until I read the line, 'His attempts using papers proved futile.' When I finished I was laughing out loud. Wonderful, and hey, don't bogart that heater, my friend…Aloha,Doug
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Ha! I hadn't heard the word bogart in long time. It sure brings back memories–or flashbacks–I can't remember which.
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