And the Prompt Is: Charity Anthology update

What is Story Orgy?
Sometime in the chilly throes of January, five writers banded together to post stories on their blogs. This in itself is not unusual, but these writers who work together as a group call themselves The Story Orgy. Along with a sixth member, their “photographer,” Jade Baiser, who captures the theme or emotion of the week’s stories in images grabbed from the web, the Story Orgy -  JR Boyd, Lee Brazil, Hank Edwards, Havan Fellows, and Em Woods - deliver humorous, romantic, spooky, sexy stories every Monday morning….
*ahem* Yeah, that’s how this whole thing got going, folks…but how do we do it? Ahh…that is the question….

We start with  prompts -- pictures, sentences, bits of dialogue, etc. Whatever the prompt, it must appear in the story on Monday morning. On Monday morning, as the birds are starting to wake, we post our stories to each of our blogs and then share the links on Facebook and Twitter. Each of us provides the links to the other blogs at the end of our story, setting up a circle of creative energy for our readers.

Feedback is always encouraged, by comments either on Facebook or our blogs, but the Story Orgy really wanted to involve our faithful readers. So we came up with the idea for a contest: readers could submit prompt item suggestions via email. The Story Orgy writers then reviewed the groups of items with no names attached and each of us chose the items that … ah, excited us, so to speak.

“And the Prompt Is … Volume One” is the result of this synergy between us writers and you readers. The stories are all m/m with a splash of sex thrown on for spice, and the result are these tales of humorous, spooky, and yearning romance.

As a special note, all proceeds from the first ninety days of sales for “And the Prompt Is … Volume One” will be donated to the Trevor Project, the leading national organization providing crisis and suicide prevention services to lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and questioning (LGBTQ) youth. The book can be found on Amazon at this time, but will expand to other sites soon.

And that's where this update comes in.  Three months have ended, and we're sitting back waiting for the checks form amazon to come in so we can make that donation.  Thanks to our fantastic readers, we'll be donating over $240 to The Trevor Project!  Awesome! 

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Story Blurbs:
“Picking Up Quinn,” by Em Woods
Liam watched from the corner of his eye as Quinn slid into sleep. His
knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel so tightly, but it
took everything in him to keep all the words and feelings from rushing
out. It never did any good, even when he couldn’t control himself. 
Quinn always disappeared anyway.

“Finding Pleasure,” by JR Boyd
Sterling smiled as he watched the gentleman exit with his bag of chips.
He replied without thinking. “Please, sir. I’m long overdue to do the
Dew…and you too.”
Just about the time Sterling completed his statement, a clean-cut
businessman clothed in a complete Cavaricci suit walked in clearing his
throat. “Excuse me gentlemen. I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“Farewell,” by Havan Fellows
The tears flowed down his cheeks and he started the gibberish talk that
always happened when someone poured out their hearts, like in all those
movies that Riley and he stayed up late at night watching. “I can’t Riley…
I can’t do this without you. It’s too hard; living is too hard. Every breath I
take hurts me."

“The Old Soda Shop,” by Lee Brazil
Hardening his heart, Sam continued. “That’s just it, Matt. I don’t want to
be loved. I don’t want to love anyone. I just wanted to get laid a little. I
need freedom to pursue my dreams, and taking care of you, it’s a burden
I don’t want. I thought it was all just fun. You’re taking things way too
seriously. So, please, do us both a favor and leave before I get back
Monday afternoon?”

"With This Ring," by Hank Edwards
Dylan hesitated, watching the door slowly swing shut as Carl strode down
the entrance hall of the suite. What was Carl expecting from Dylan if he
followed him? And what if the guest who was staying in it came back? If
they were caught, he would lose his job, and the Ritz Carlton was where
he had always dreamed of working. Just before the door clicked shut,
Dylan reached out and stopped it.

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