Will Coronel
Bio
Loves horror and apocalyptic stories. Feeding the writing bug. Blogs @ digital-infopreneur.com
Stories (9/0)
There She Is, Miss America
Sandy stared at her right thigh, how it was slightly larger than her left. Jimmy used to laugh at her “deformity” when they were kids back in Reno. Even then, she already had a big crush on him, even though it would take a few years before he had matured to know what women wanted to hear behind closed doors.
By Will Coronel3 years ago in Fiction
Glitch
There he was. Snoring and lying shirtless inside the backseat of the car while we waited for the end of the world. I wanted to reach out to his husky body, to feel his sweaty skin with my trembling fingers. Or just lay my head on his heaving belly to listen to him while I tuned out the rest of the world that had gone mad.
By Will Coronel3 years ago in Fiction
Melancholia In Time Of Dancing & Bears
People shouldn't be open about their sexuality. Cis folk don't worry about it, and LGBTQ+ folk shouldn't worry as well. By not being heterosexual, we have the added stress that we need to reveal our sexual preference(s). At 48 years old, I am still not open about my sexuality. Family and some friends still think that I'm waiting for a woman to make an honest man out of me.
By Will Coronel3 years ago in Pride
You've Got The Wrong Stuff
I was about 15 years old. A sophomore in high school. Short and lanky. And very shy. I had two close friends that I hung around with. One ended up becoming my girlfriend during my senior year, while the other was my best friend Anthony since sixth grade where we bonded over The Legend of Zelda and Bruce Hornsby & The Range. But this story happened during the night of our school's Winterball Dance of 1989. And I wish that it was a story that I would forever forget. But as time marched on, I can now at least laugh without cringing at the thought.
By Will Coronel3 years ago in Confessions