M.K. Lee's Blog: Telling Tales, page 158
June 20, 2017
Goaded
For those of you who follow/have followed me elsewhere, you might recognise this story in another guise. And this is just as ridiculous and silly here as it was there 
June 17, 2017
Sunday Thinking
Even on my darkest days, when all I feel is lacking, when all I’m aware of is everything I don’t have, I can’t even pretend to imagine the terror, horror, nightmare, fear, heartache – there isn’t even a big enough word to encompass what people caught up in the fire have been through, are going through, will continue to go through for probably all of their lives.
Home is supposed to be sanctuary, not tomb, it’s the place where we hold our loved ones close in love, not fear, it’s supposed to be...
June 15, 2017
On Being Guided
Jason’s recently acknowledged his attraction for men. His friend- now boyfriend, Michael, is helping him come to terms with that.
This is NOT safe for work, just to warn you. For those of you who follow/have followed me elsewhere, you might recognise this story in another guise 
June 13, 2017
Waiting For the Right Time
When Evan’s brother is in an accident, he’s terrified, and doesn’t know where to turn, or who to ask for support. Which is stupid, really, since Peter’s been in his life for longer than he hasn’t, and has always been a rock.
It isn’t fair, Evan thinks, staring down at Tom laid pristine white in a hospital bed, willing himself to concentrate on the slightest evidence of his chest rising up and down. Tom’s the baby of the family, eight years younger than Evan is himself, and all Evan can th...
June 12, 2017
Finding The Words
James knows Darren loves him. He just needs to find the words to convince him of it.
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I am you, and you are me
The crackle of the record player with every spin of the disc hissing in the background, the muted orange lighting that bathes skin with a night time glow. Socked toes, catching on the tug of the cream carpet pile with every turn, the brush of cotton beneath fingertips, the feel of fingers spread low around a waist.
Soft hair from a bent head brushing over an already bare shoulder. Shirt buttons against skin with every exhale. Breath, calm, steadier than the heart thudding beneath bare chest a...
June 10, 2017
Sunday Thinking…
Today I’m thinking… that we just don’t do enough, you know? Not, we don’t chase our dreams hard enough, or are so busy we don’t have time for other things enough, though thinking about it, maybe they’re things we don’t do enough of as well; the list is probably endless.
But what I meant today, at least, when I started typing, anyway, is that we don’t do enough for other people. Now, yes, I’m sure there’s a lot of people who’d huff and disagree at that, listing all the things they do do enough...
June 9, 2017
A New Experience
Meet college roommates Derek and Jordan. Jordan is frustrated and inexperienced; Derek quite literally gives him a hand.
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June 7, 2017
Tainted By Our Choices
Tarred by our choices is a contemporary romance that has flashbacks, sex, environmental awareness, and a slight fixation on dessert. Potentially all at the same time.
Meet Jack. A successful environmental officer working within an industry that is so very far from his childhood dream of saving the planet, that he no longer recognizes himself. How he’s found himself in Houston, Texas, where he has no one, and nothing but his work for company, he tells himself repeatedly he doesn’t know. But w...
June 6, 2017
Keeping It Simple
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