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This week I’m sharing a bit from the short-short m/m contemporary story I wrote for the upcoming charity anthology from MLR Press to raise money for the victims of the Orlando Massacre and their families. (Isn’t it strange and awful… with all the horror since then, it seems like a lifetime away…)


Chris couldn’t get the nightmare sensations out of his head: the sickening sound of crushed and torn metal, the echoes of screams, the stink of fuel, fire and blood.

Not death. He refused to even imagine anything about death.

The absolute, horrible silence after was almost worse than anything else. He couldn’t stop remembering it, everything in patchwork, like small areas of an entire scene lit by a flashbulb. Moments of terror, agony, pain. How could such horror end with no noise or motion at all?

He sat, helpless and exhausted in the hard waiting room chairs where he had spent every moment since the hospital brought Jonah from the ER to the ICU. Chris wasn’t allowed to accompany him, wasn’t consulted in any decisions, couldn’t even get updates from his boyfriend’s doctor. He and Jonah weren’t married, hadn’t thought at their age they’d need medical proxies or powers of attorney. They were only 23, for crying out loud.


We’re aiming for a July release date for this anthology. Stay tuned for details, if you’re interested!

Stop by the #WeWriWa blog to check out some of the other great entries for this week!

See you next time!




8 thoughts on “SNIPPET SUNDAY: WAIT #contemporary #m/m #WEWRIWA #8SUNDAY

    1. Thank you — what a weird thing to be thankful for, isn’t it? When the call went out from my publisher for entries the day after Orlander, this story just spilled out. It was painful to write, which only seemed right for the situation.

      Thank you for stopping by to comment, Ed!

  1. Thank you so much. While I didn’t want to address the details of Orlando itself, I wanted to look at the kind of emotions a partner must face when forced to wait for any news and not able to get them because of his sexual orientation. Horror on horror.

    Thank you for stopping by!

    1. Thank you. Your comments mean a lot! When my publisher put out the call for stories, I sat down and wrote it right away. I felt helpless, hopeless at that point, and it made me feel a little better to do something, however small.

      Thank you for stopping by!

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