T.H. Turtle
Bio
Just starting my writing career.
Stories (6/0)
Lilith's Blessing
3. Trevor completed his last delivery of the day, then drove to the beach. While he sat in the sand, the waves crashed against the shore as the cold salty air penetrated his hoodie and nostrils. He peered out at the horizon and imagined a tsunami that rose a hundred meters and crashed into the coast. When it hit, he felt relief as his life washed away.
By T.H. Turtle13 days ago in Fiction
Are Men OK?
Are men ok? It's a popular topic right now. Many people have their opinions but they have status. I’m a mover. I take people's shit from one house to another. A few years back, I tried online dating and found it unfulfilling, so I focused on myself. After years of healing, I concluded I aged out. (*different topic.) But the time gave me an outside perspective on men and their interactions with women.
By T.H. Turtle27 days ago in Men
Enough.
I am 36 years old, African American/Black, single with no children. I’m a blue-collar guy. I’m easy-going until you cross a line. I like a varying degree of subjects, from anime to sports and video games. I ain’t a couch potato. I work out regularly. I usually keep to myself and have an immense disdain for drama. That is why I am rarely on social media. I had a horrendous break-up that led me back into the dating game. My criteria were, don't over-weight for your body type and over 26. Simple right? No it was frustrating and tiring.
By T.H. Turtle2 years ago in Confessions
Locket
Chapter One. Her olive skin craved it. She stood exposed to the sunlight taking in its rays, gazing happily toward the sky. The last nine months have been torrential downpours, covering the skies with thick dark clouds. With only a few weeks of sun left, the 10 women expedition set out, during the temporary respite, to find artifacts from the ancient city of Seattle.
By T.H. Turtle2 years ago in Fiction