Vietnam DMZ 1968 - A Flashback It was over in less than a minute. The fog was mixed with the smell of gunpowder. It’s the kind of smell that gets up you’re nose - puts the hairs on end. Nick’s squad knew, when he threw out the white phosphorous grenade - that’s it - no more fire. A willy peter grenade will light an area up like a circus tent. Wait a few seconds more, for emotions to settle down. Then down to the trail to...

The smiling, long legged brunette in the photo leaned against the door of a familiar car. One hand held a set of keys against her freckled cheek while the other seemed to toy with the unfastened snapof impossibly skimpy white shorts. In between, an unbuttoned olive-drab, US Army fatigue shirt was spread just wide enough to give a teasing peek at the swell of her firm young breasts.The soldier holding the photo smiled. He’...

We all have things on our bucket list, or have made the comment I could that right? Have you ever tried something you thought would be neat but wasn't. Well this is a true story of one of those occasions in my life.  So I ask has anybody here seen the movie Warrior. Well there is a line in the movie where the main character makes the statement "I was one of those animals." He was making a comment about those who participa...

When I was a kid my mom told me storiesabout battles between Angels and Demons and how this one Heroic angel gave his life to say his wife and child from an evil , evil demon and I remember always thinking I wish that was my daddy... or something dumb like that, that all kids with one parent thinks, I use to draw pictures of him this heroic angel-like figure and I'd draw him holding me and my moms hand, like we were all o...

The day Dave Outlaw learned 'we are not alone' should have been a cool day. Growing up lower class had taught him early that life was not a bowl of cream to be licked up slowly and savored. His life had only recently changed. Slowly climbing up from the dredges of being a flunky. He worked as a nurse aide during the day and helped do a little of this and that for "Uncle" when he was needed. Being raised in the city of Rol...

Tough choices sometimes have to be made Keisha’s piercing voice emphasized every word as her petite hand rested inside her custom-made pink leather purse. Caressing the cold steel of the Berretta 9mm, her brown eyes followed Tyrell like a hawk watching its prey. She noticed the expensive Rolex watch contrasting against his olive green Carthart jean outfit. Narrowing her large eyes, Keisha looked at her brother and said, “...

The Shayne Lesley Blathers interview. “Hi, this is Shayne Lesley Blathers, with The News-On-Novels, a fabricated news and fictitious character review. Today, we are chatting with some of the characters of a new novel that has been in the works for a while. However, just for you, we have the exclusive interviews. That’s right folks; will you actually get to meet the legendary literary characters of this novel. And, we are...

“Pst, Anna, can you hear me?”Antonio pushed himself closer into the muddy ground as he crept through the dark underbrush.“Anna, where are you?”Suddenly he heard a squeaking sound.A small animal?There it was again. The voice sounded human.“Anna?”Then he saw her in the dim glow of the fractured moonlight pooling in the small opening of the thicket. She was lying on her left side, the pale softness of her lovely face now dis...

How I Met Your Mother: Love & Bullets Thursday, 9:34 am His fingers fumbled with the lid of the bottle of water. Eventually, they managed to open it and pour the cool liquid down his throat. As Andrew Hargreaves swallowed, he noticed his wife watching him.“Save some for me,” she said. Andrew screwed the lid back on and handed it to her. “So, having trouble keeping up?”“Me? No – I’m just enjoying the view back here,” he re...

Author's Note: I thought I'd try writing something inspired by superhero comics...so here goes nothing! SPECIAL I've been told that I'm special – right now, I don't quite see it. I'm in a basement of a building filled with dead men. They don't know it yet, but by the time I'm done everyone here will have had a very bad day. Why the basement you ask? Well, that's where the wall is thinnest of course. I do this job and I'm...

How I Met Your Mother: Mother's DayIt was one of those traditional Friday afternoons as far as the traffic was concerned. The speakers located in the door frames of the green Toyota SUV vibrated heavily to a pounding drum and baseline as Andrew Hargreaves pushing the volume dial upwards; while carefully navigating his way through the swell of cars and people carriers, he muttered something under his breath as a red Mini p...

How I Met Your Mother“No, no, that’s okay – I’ll have the final draft finished by then so you can come by and pick it up.” Andrew Hargreaves said as he cradled the telephone in the crook of his neck. On the other end of the line was his editor and agent, Diana Ingram. There was a gentle yet insistent tugging sensation on his right leg. He looked down into a pair of big blue eyes looking up at him and an expression that wa...