Moving Day (BP Pt 6)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I’ve decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes) In the apartment Troy carries two cardboard boxes into his then empty bedroom and drops them amongst other boxes. Kyle trudges in with another box and sticks it with [...]

Red Dress or Blue? (BP Pt 5)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I’ve decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes)  On a spring night, the street lamps and neon glow signs lit the streets of New York. The faint hum of cars could be heard here and there as [...]

Two Friends (BP Pt 4)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I’ve decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes) Troy opened the door from his room to the hallway. It was a myriad of darkness but the moonlight outside was luminescent, he had no idea what time except [...]

New York, I’m Running

It starts with a casual and brisk walk, the cold air hitting me as I leave the apartment complex, waving a silent goodbye to Jerry on the front desk. Cold wraps around my face, the only part showing as I'm covered in a hat, hoodie and thick sweatpants. The music plays, a symphony of orchestral [...]

The Wingman (BP Part 3)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I’ve decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes) Troy was sat in a bar, alone, trying to get by as usual by sipping on a Jack and Coke, the one drink he always went after. It was [...]

New Year Memories (BP Pt 2)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I’ve decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes) Troy had sifted through the images on his laptop for hours, in fact he couldn’t really remember what day it was, let alone the time in the day. It [...]

Conversation Through A Door (BP Pt 1)

(In 2018 I wrote a chapter a week to a story titled Banana Pancakes. I've decided to re-post these each week through 2020 wit some changes) Troy could smell them straight away. That damn smell every time he thought. It always managed to overpower that New York musk scent he smelled everywhere. “Hey come on, [...]