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This first scene was published in the 2025 SHareCon Advent Calendar behind the door for December 13. But Dandelion couldn’t help herself; the boys kept talking to her, so she kept writing—and ended up with this 11-scene story. 28,000 words. Scene One It was funny at the time. Maybe because they were all a bit high on life; the two… -
From 1979. I wanted to write a novel for the semester during my first year in college (I was 19), so I enrolled in a creative writing course, and asked the professor if I could do just that. He wanted a sampling of my writing before he would commit to giving me the entire semester to write one story, so… -
Originally published in the 2025 SHareCon Advent Calendar, appearing behind the door for December 13. The extended version of this story may be found here: Sweet Relief. It was funny at the time. Maybe because they were all a bit high on life; the two detectives were obviously under the influence. Huggy had hung the live-flame lantern to the fire… -
Originally written for and published in the 2025 SHareCon Advent Calendar, appearing behind the door on December 4, 2025. Hutch greeted him with his usual, “Hey,” but he didn’t seem as calm as his voice sounded. He was dressed casually in jeans and shoes, a green tee-shirt, black plaid buttoned shirt, and his dark green baseball jacket—the same clothes he’d… -
100k-250kFictionSlash FicSlash Hurt/ComfortSlash NovelSlash Post-SeriesSlash RomanceSlash SeriesWord Length187,113 words. Dandelion’s note: ‘It’s never taken me this long to write a novel (almost two years); I’ve always been able to finish one inside of 9-10 months, but last year was one of the most brutal years of my life and the longer it took to write this story, the lengthier it got. I apologize in advance if it’s…
The Day He Left
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1950 words “You’ve come a long way, Starsk,” Hutch managed to say after his heart calmed down and his wits slowly returned. He lay on their king-sized bed with Starsky in his arms and closed his eyes to focus on sensations beyond his sight. Holding Starsky’s warm body snugly to his own and inhaling the man’s familiar scent, commingled with…