More from the side of the road…

Hola Snippetteers!

Last week I promised a proper intro to my new story so here it is—along with another snippet.

My latest project that’s out on submission is an LGBTQ+ Romance featuring Ezra Cook, who was assigned female at birth and identifies as bisexual and genderqueer. Ezra is caregiver to older brother Tray, who’s living with early-onset Alzheimer’s, and they live in an unincorporated area outside the small town of Drop, Oregon. Drop is about halfway between Portland and the coast, near where i used to live, and is completely fictional. 🙂

The story, which i’ll call SB for now, is told in alternating first person POV. This snippet picks up right where we left off last week so we’re still riding along with Ezra, who was walking home in the dark and the rain when a car pulled off the road.


Red Richardson, also known as Ellred Long, the name he got the day he was born. Back from Los Angeles where he never really made it but came close enough to be a Big Man in this little backwash town of five hundred (give or take). What he was doing that far off the highway or any of the main roads, I had no clue.

“Hey,” he shouted. Even just hearing him shout you couldn’t help but know the man could sing. “Let me give you a lift. It’s starting to rain again.”

Slowly, to give myself time to figure out what was going on, I approached the passenger side of the car. I didn’t want to get in—that was trouble waiting to happen if I’d ever seen it—but I wasn’t looking forward to walking for another two hours either. I bent at the waist to look in the window, a safe four feet between me and the car; a blast of warm air hit my face and I tried not to look too hard at him.

Thanks for reading!

Let me know what you think in the comments, and then head over to the Snippet Sunday group on Facebook for links to more snippets!

Computer generated 3D photo rendering.


10 thoughts on “More from the side of the road…

  1. Sometimes the rain is better, sometimes you just get in the car with a bunch of strangers who start telling you how it’s nice to see a young lady have faith in her fellow country men, but I digress.
    The first paragraph felt a bit funny, like verbs were missing or the punctuation was off or something, but maybe that’s just me or it depends of what comes before it.

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