Chronicles

The Day After…

“Stay,” Necie mumbled with a pout as she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed a kiss against the small of his back, making it difficult for him to leave this bed.

“I can’t, sweetheart,” he said with a chuckle as he caught her hand as it inched closer to the part of him that really didn’t want to leave his wife or this bed, but unfortunately for him, duty called.

“You can,” she said softly, pressing another kiss against his spine as she slowly pulled her hand free, reached between his legs… Read More

An EMS Halloween

“Die, you son of a bitch!” the elderly woman screamed as she raised her walker and threw it, just barely missing his head.

“It’s a costume!” Eric snapped, wondering how he’d ended up in this situation.

“He’s an evil little bastard!” she yelled, looking around for something else to throw at them.

“He’s a thirty-year old man!” Eric shot back as he glared down at the dumb, short bastard that had decided that dressing like Chucky and going around scaring the shit out of everyone in the neighborhood was a good… Read More

A Pyte Halloween Party: Part I

A Pyte Halloween Party

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“Come on, please!” Izzy begged excitedly as she held up the Incredible Hulk costume that she’d found at the grocery store and just had to buy.

“Not happening,” Chris said, not bothering to look up as he carefully placed his sleeping son in his crib.

“Please!”

“No,” he simply said as he looked in on his other children and his baby brothers, all fast asleep and blissfully unaware how close they all were to being dressed up as minions for the Halloween party that the sugar crazed woman sitting in the corner had decided to throw.

“Come… Read More

Internet sucks

So, we're down here in Florida preparing for Shameless signing (Next Saturday) and the internet seriously sucks. I didn't get a Chronicle up this week as I'm sure you saw :( I am going to try and do two for next week, but I can't make any promises.

With that being said...

What are we doing this year's Halloween Chronicle on?

You… Read More

Back to School Shopping: Part IV

“Don’t panic,” Trevor bit out, struggling to listen to his own advice when all he wanted to do was to run towards the hardware section and grab his boys before-

“Don’t panic about what?” Sebastian asked, drawing his attention to his left where both of his sons stood, frowning.

“Oh, thank god,” Jason said, placing a hand against his chest, looking truly relieved that the boys weren’t behind all that screaming.

Not that he could blame his cousin since Jason had been on the receiving end of the twin’s mischief more times than either one of them could count. For whatever reason,… Read More

School Shopping III

“Where’s she going?” Jason asked, trying not to panic nervously as he watched Zoe, smiling hugely as she walked away, leaving them with the boys. “We’ll be fine,” Trevor said dismissively, already heading towards the mall with one of his sons in hand while he left Jason with- Oh,… Read More

Dear Reader….

Dear Reader,

It's me again (waves nervously) and I have a few things I wanted to talk to you about. The first thing we need to talk about is Reese's story. For the past month I have been trying to write his book and I am getting absolutely nowhere. The problem is that I'm not feeling the characters yet, the urgent need to write their story, or seeing their story play out. What I can see play out quite vividly is Aidan's story, Kale's story and the next Historical NFH novel.

They're freaking bugging me day and night while I'm struggling… Read More

Back to School Shopping: Part II

“You set us up!” Sebastian gasped in outrage as he was plucked out of the car and thrown over Trevor’s shoulder.

“I prefer to call it a preemptive strike,” Zoe said proudly, wearing that smug smile of hers that always turned him upside down.

God, he loved this woman, Trevor thought as he absently shifted his son over his shoulder. He ignored the grunt that Sebastian made with the move and shifted his attention to Jonathan, who was still sitting in the car with his arms folded over his chest and a hint of desperation in his eyes as he tried… Read More

Surviving the First Night: Part 2

“Maybe we should use this time to take a shower,” Marybeth said, worrying her bottom lip as she triple-checked the baby monitor to make sure that it was still working.

“They’re fine,” Darrin said, chuckling even as he looked over her shoulder to make sure that the monitor was still working. Once he saw that all three of his beautiful baby girls were sleeping, he took the monitor out of her hands and placed it back on the nightstand, making sure that he had an unobstructed view of the monitor. “Go take a shower.”

“But, what if they need me?” she… Read More

Surviving the First Night

“They’re so tiny!” Marybeth gushed with a watery smile as she gazed down at their beautiful baby girls.

“They’re perfect,” Darrin whispered as they stood there, staring down at three of the most beautiful baby girls that she’d ever seen.

They were also sleeping, she thought miserably with a sigh.

“We’re supposed to be sleeping when they’re sleeping,” she reminded him even though all she wanted to do was continue looking at… Read More