Saturday, August 1, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 8/1/2020



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From my current WIP Tattered Angel Coming October 16

“How do you suggest we go about it?”
“We can book ourselves around the city for the next couple months to work shit out, use that time to let Dez put his own spin on whichever old pieces we decide to use,” Damien suggested.
“Or, we can load up in the tour bus, have a grand adventure and see what comes of it,” Zakk suggested.
“Okay Pooh Bear, just do us all a favor, okay, and try not to get us eaten by a Skullasaurus.”
Zakk sputtered, and for a moment, Riley was left wondering what the fuck Dez was smoking to come up with that when it dawned on him and he snorted and smacked a palm to his forehead. “Seriously.”
Shrugging, Dez flashed him a bemused grin, the shit. “He left the door open for it.”
“And you couldn’t resist crashing though, could you?”

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 7/26/2020



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From my current WIP Tattered Angel Coming in October


Finger poised over the mouse, Zakk froze, chewing his bottom lip as he glanced over at the rest of them. Riley knew that look and was out of his seat in an instant to come stand behind him. Ahh, so that was it. The moment of truth. The Rocktoberfest email was tagged with a red exclamation point. That was a good thing, wasn’t it?
“I’m scared to open it.”
“Maybe we should get James in here to open it,” Damien offered, already on the edge of his seat and fishing the phone out of his jacket pocket.
“Seriously? What are we, three?” Riley growled as he reached for the mouse. “Just click it for fuck’s sake.”

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 7/19/2020

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From my current WIP Tattered Angel Coming in October


“Like I tried to explain back at the restaurant, we are looking for a new singer, like on the permanent.”

Dez snorted and slid his guitar strap onto his shoulder. “Nothing’s permanent.”

“Yeah, okay, you wanna get technical, fine. Nothing in life is ever a sure thing. Could get fried by lightning and be gone before your body hits the ground if that’s what the fates have in store for you,” Riley remarked. “No one is ever promised another day. What we can promise is that when we say we are looking for a new singer, we are not planning on it being a temporary thing.”

Another snort, and for the first time those gray-green eyes locked with Riley’s. “I’ve heard that too.”

“I know. But you showed up anyway. So, either you actually want to fill the slot, or you came here just to be a douche and turn it down when we offered it to you.”

Friday, June 19, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 6/19/2020

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“Hey, you can’t be back here!”

Blinking, Riley tore his eyes off the singer to see the other dishwasher glaring at him. Of course, that ended the song as the man Riley had been hoping for a glimpse of turned, revealing intense gray-green eyes set in a face Riley hadn’t seen in years.

“I know you,” Riley remarked, taking several steps inside the room.

“No, you don’t.”

Bullshit

“Actually, I do. I saw you play in a little dive bar in South Mississippi back when they were finding all those old bones and the place was practically crawling with feds. Saw you play about five years before that too. In Chicago, onstage at a huge ass arena. You were in the band that opened that night.”

“And you are delusional. Time for you to go back to your table, sir. Like my buddy said, you can’t be back there.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Riley could see the smaller man inching between him and the singer he so desperately needed to have a conversation with because holy shit, this guy right here was the answer to his prayers.

“Dez Conway. That’s your name, isn’t it?”

Saturday, February 22, 2020

Rainbow Snippet Feb 22, 2020: Experimenting with Love

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“You know what we should do?” Avery slurred.
“What?” Kenji asked, a slightly amused smile on their face.
“Have a snowball fight.”
Kenji chuckled. “Don’t you think it might be too cold for that.”
“Nope.” They said. “Lets go. I’ll take you both on.”
“Oh really?” Koda remarked.
“Really.”
“Well then Kenji, it seems we’ve been challenged to a dual.”
“That it does” Kenji chuckled. “I hope its not to the death.”
“Nope, only to the pain.”
“Huh?” Kenji replied looking between the two.
“In this case it means until someone is too cold to continue, haven’t you ever seen “The Princess Bride though, that’s where the line is from.”
“Ah” Kenji remarked. “Can’t say that I’ve seen that one.”

“Dude, we have got to have a movie night.”

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Sunday, February 9, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 2/9/2020: Experimenting with Love

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“You are an unbelievable bastard,” they growled, shoving past him into the house and out of the rain. “Of all the nerve to call Koda unambitious and an underachiever when you have no clue just how hard he’s been working on his art to get it to where he wants it to be so he can have a chance to sell it. You have no clue how many hours him and I have sat at craft fairs and street festivals talking to people and explaining pieces and you know what, he’s always sold more than what it cost for the booth space. He’s gone to every art class he could take in school and every single one that he could afford afterward. He scavenges for materials and imagines all that they can be. He’s got more creativity and talent than you could possibly imagine. How dare you make him feel like shit for not being as successful as you think he should be.”
They took a breath and Kenji rushed to explain before they could launch into a tirade again.
“I fucked up, I know that. I do, and I plan to make it right with him. I just need to catch up with him. He’s kind of made sure to be gone by the time I come home each day.”
“Well no shit,” Avery growled. “He’s been crashing at my place. You really hurt him. How the hell could you be so fucking cruel.”

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Saturday, February 1, 2020

Rainbow Snippet 2/1/2020: Experimenting with Love



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*** Current Project ***

Koda was still studying the floor though, and that just wouldn’t do. Laying the knife he’d been slicing the basil with on the cutting board beside the thin strips he’d already made, Kenji turned towards Koda and lightly touched his shoulder.
“Hey,” Kenji said, closing the distance until they were chest to chest. “I wasn’t trying to snap at you, honest.”
“Then why’s it keep happening?”
Kenji frowned and studied the way Koda was shuffling from one foot to the other and biting his lower lip. “Has it?”
“Yeah,” Koda said softly. “Yesterday morning, when I asked if you were staring at me because I had paint splattered all over my clothes again, and the other night, when you were staring out the kitchen window for so long you charred the onions to the bottom of the pan.”
“Oh,” Kenji replied, feeling sheepish. He’d been staring because Koda had been wearing a tattered pair of shorts with enough holes that Kenji had been busy admiring each patch of skin they revealed. The onions he’d burned watching Koda planting the last of the flowers in the flower bed, imagining him on his hands and knees for an entirely different reason and so lost in the fantasy that he hadn’t noticed the other man come in until Koda was drawing his attention to the smoke filling the room.