Okay, I am in a major depression and writing about it makes me feel better. So these are very personal and not very funny. Just so you know...

Detective Inspector Mitch Taylor is investigating a series of murders along with CSI agent Angel Morgan in Circular Quay, Sydney, Australia. Mitch tries to balance his family life, struggling to help his wife to deal with the recent loss of their baby at childbirth, while trying to solve the murders. The Police face increased pressure as the facts start to implicate some of their own. A homeless man may hold the answers, but Mitch will have to gain his trust. Crime is on the streets. Corruption and betrayal have built the walls. Trust is a myth. The circle of crime will reveal the truth.

(Historical Fiction / Action) - Gunslinger: I may be feared and admired, but I call nowhere home. My gun and my skill define my existence. I was born fast, and endless practice has made me the best. For now. A brief rush of adrenaline. Noise, the smell of cordite, and one of us crumples to the dust. This time it was him. I leave nothing but dried blood in the sand...

When Charlottes fiancé unexpectedly walks out of her life, she struggles to pick up the pieces. While trying to convince her boss to pick her over a new rival for her dream job, and trying to get her ex-fiance's best friend to reveal the secret she can see he's hiding, she faces the most difficult dilemma of all: she's pregnant.

If we do not seize life, it will come and seize us

Nicole's troubles started the night of her 10 year high school reunion. Devastated to find her first love happily married and her life not going as she had planned, she passes out drunk only to be brought home by a man wearing white loafers. Five years later she is forced to return to her hometown to help her family and finds she is not the only one whose life has changed paths. Nicole is determined to rebuild her life and save her childhood home. Through it all she hopes maybe, just maybe she'll find the owner of those white loafers.

Jed Diaz was living the high life until his knee was taken out in a game. Now he's licking his wounds and running home to mom and his family. Little does he know, that mom has made several plans for all her five boys. It was time, she had grandchildren. She would not wait a minute longer. Yet we are about to find out, that mother doesn't always know best; for our course in life has been written. Too bad, Jed still keeps Playing Around.. It will take a strong woman to finally reel him in and win the game.

Random poetry and the occasional drabble or dribble of other short random thought from the depths my somewhat bemused brain, or possibly Brian if the schizophrenic misspelt pseudo entity that lives up there is up to his old tricks... poems from the Tardis like halls of my head. No genre is safe...