Alexander McEvoy
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Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
"The man of many series" - Donna Fox
I hope you enjoy my madness
AI is not real art!
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Grey Man
Eyes looked out of a studiously unremarkable face. They tracked across the empty concern in the expressions of everyone around them, waiting patiently for something to happen that might cover their escape. The man turned his head in concert with the crowd, letting his eyes see everything that normal ones might miss. A flash of scarlet there, a subtle hand gesture, a face that turned just out of synch with the ones that surround it.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Whiteout
Sun shone off the pure-white snow at the mountain's top, making my eyes water even behind my tinted goggles. "Don't be such a baby," Nick skied past, barely seeming to touch the snow. Backwards. Show off. "You've got this! Come on!" And he was off, all but bombing the slope.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Galatea. Content Warning.
It sat in the corner of the room where I had ordered it to stay when it first arrived. I knew what it was, I knew what it was for, but that didn't interest me nearly so much as most people might think. Instead, I wanted to know who had sent it and why, I certainly wanted nothing to do with it.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Someday.... Content Warning.
"Someday, I'll be Big enough that you can't hit me." This was a critical line in a song I heard in primary school during one of our anti-bullying/anti-abuse classes. The fact that we even need such classes is, honestly, kind of upsetting. But it has resonated with me for years.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Men
The Archive: Part One
Above the hearth, the greatest treasure ever pulled from the Archive hung in pride of place over the mantle piece. With intricate golden scrollwork running up the edges, its silver face gleamed in the semi-darkness of the empty bar room. On either side, despite their cost and history, the twin sabers from the Peninsula War paled in comparison.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Chapters
Lost But Not Gone
He didn't lose me, so much as I chose to be lost. It is a thing that he must understand about our relationship, a thing I'm not sure he has a full concept of yet. But in time he will learn, and on that day I'm sure he will find me again, exactly where I've been left. Exactly out of sight.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
In A Snowglobe
Things seem less important when I'm sitting in the hot water, watching snowflakes drift past. No word had been exchanged for just long enough for the silence to weigh heavily on us both. But, trying to pierce the shifting cloud to see what lay beyond, I felt strangely at peace.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Afterglow. Top Story - January 2024.
The evening sun broke through the late summer clouds, slowly rousing me, but I did not open my eyes. For a moment longer. I wanted to linger in the happy fantasy that I would not be alone. That for once, she would still be there when I woke.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
