About Survivor

Biography

The avatar is sometimes me.

Friendship is important to me. I'm loyal to friends and family. I accept (almost) all friend requests.

I served as a petty officer in the Navy. I served as a staff sergeant in the Army National Guard.

Writing is a passion of mine. As is the theater.

My username reflects the fact that I have been battling various forms and types of cancer since 28th Feb. 2015. I'm still here. I will survive.

Name:
Larry
Sex:
Male 
Sign:
Capricorn
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Location:
bajo un árbol de álamo, Kansas, United States
Interests:
Writing, traveling, the theatre
Favorite Books:
Pride and Prejudice, Roughing It, U.S.A., The Gate to Women's Country, The Architecture of the Arkansas Ozarks, Tales of the City, The Sand Pebbles
Favorite Authors:
Jane Austen, Mark Twain, John Dos Passos, John Hersey, Albert Camus, Sheri S. Tepper, James Tiptree, Jr. (Alice Sheldon), Raymond Chandler, Rex Stout, Donald Harington, Armistead Maupin, Richard McKenna
Favorite Movies:
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, April Fools, Oh What a Lovely War, Platoon
Favourite TV Shows:
Elementary, The Big Bang Theory, Masterchef, Corner Gas, Hell's Kitchen
Favorite Music:
Virtually all Baroque; Bach, Vivaldi, Telemann. Adult Alternative Rock, Pink Floyd, Leonard Cohen, Soul Asylum, Florence + the Machine, Mumford and Sons, fun., Duffy
Website:
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Date Joined:
21 Dec 2012
Last Visit:
19 Jun 2019
Page Viewed:
16,205 times
Friends:
105
Followers:
37
Days in Chat:
0
Days on Site:
30+
Forum Posts:
3,266
Stories:
450
Badges:
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Topic: Have you ever been unable to finish a book?
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Several times I've tried to read Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad. For the life of me I cannot get through even the first chapter.

I believe the only Conrad work I read to completion was Heart of Darkness. That was not because I wanted to do so. It was required reading in one of my literature classes.

Topic: Actors and their movies
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Topic: What Are You Celebrating Now?
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Today we are remembering.

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Stories Published By Survivor All Stories »

Remembrance of Things to Come

Memories Of the past The present The future Walking out into a winter landscape The freedom The crispness So fresh Ice between tiny toes will chill  And a little ballerina paw lifts Pick up the pup Hold him close Protectively Completely sure he is safe Within your loving arms One more memory Takes its place A chilly morning above the lake In a camper with her Very same...

Added 05 Jun 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 145 | 6 Comments

Recommended Read Distress Flag

"I can offer some tea," said the lady. Jim paused then spoke. "What was that?" "Your flag, flying outside. I noticed it. Would you like a cup of tea?" "Is there a problem with me displaying it?" Her head shook. "No, my friend. Not with the flag. The way you're showing it." Jim was not sure if he should be angry or not. "I can show it if I want. I'm not taking it down." "No. But...

Added 03 Jun 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 196 | 10 Comments

An Echo in the Shell

Traveling in a formation three AWACS aircraft passed overhead. Flying westerly towards home base. All volunteers. All part of a team. How does a loner fit into a team. He was always alone. Friendly. Not willing to be close. She was an echo in the shell of eccentricity. Where did her music come from.  Walking in the rain. Umbrella in hand. Smoking a cheap cigar. Alone. You served....

Added 18 May 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 268 | 9 Comments

If I Knew You When

If I knew you when back then when love was young Back when the drinks flowed  freely to fill the favored need Back when the touches flowered grew so  abundantly Back when the blossoms soared  wafting the billowed scents The needs we could have shared back when I was young Before you were young When my body was ever so true and strong If I knew your bright shining spirit your art...

Added 13 May 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 194 | 6 Comments

I Just Want to Help

"I'm just trying to help. This will maybe make you feel better. Don't you think?" So tired. Maybe just let me be. Maybe I know best. Perhaps I've thought of all of that and I don't want to do that stuff. Okay? "Can I help? I'm just trying to help." Yes, of course you want to help, But I've thought about it all. I've thought of it. I really have. I'm doing what I can, I'm doing what...

Added 28 Apr 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 297 | 12 Comments

Seductive Weaponry

Sitting in city squares in a time of springlike air filled with fragrant alluring pastimes our worlds mellowed conjoined  in friendship so melodic One saw the seductive weaponry that she had acquired in life saw the unobtrusive crossing of lithesome legs tentative touch of graceful fingers on the arm coy tilts of a flippant head casually tossed tresses unfurled  One watched it both...

Added 23 Apr 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 210 | 4 Comments

The Crawlspaces of Life

There're crawly things down there. Damp and dusty and moldy. Has to be done. Maybe a drain needs to be snaked out. Costs a lot. Maybe you're the only one can crawl through. Someone has to do it. Once, long ago, your dad was too old and you did the job. The last time you were older than your dad had been. But, still, you're doing the work. Doing dirty jobs that need to be done. ...

Added 19 Apr 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 333 | 9 Comments

Grandma In Our Eyes

Grandma passed over on International Women's Day. Rather appropriate. The date is set aside for celebrating the lives of women such as she. Strong, enduring, essential. Sometimes forgotten, unknown. Once upon a time, she would promenade along the Galveston seawall, pushing a pram with grandchild royalty bouncing inside. Getting sea breezes coming into the bay. Fulfilling duties willingly. ...

Added 10 Mar 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 353 | 9 Comments

May We Share

They were on their way home to their brownstone in the Lower East Side. Walking together in the chill, abundant, evening air while wet fluffy flakes fell. She stopped, turned, and smiled up at him with nostalgic eyes. "What is it?" Droplets of precipitation stuck to the umbrella he had in his hand. Holding it up and over the two of them. Sniffing the clean refreshed air he head tilted at...

Added 08 Mar 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 375 | 7 Comments

And Really All They Wanted

So tired as you approach the very end You roam inside with gentle wondering. Consider if you really want it all. To do it one more time, or even more. To do romantic things that fill your days, To love the ones you loved, and love some more To cry and kiss and kiss and cry with joy, To stumble and to fall, but rise anew. To whistle as you walk along your way, To gladly talk and laugh...

Added 07 Mar 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 338 | 8 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Survivor

The Wall

My closed fists keep banging on the wall. My lungs hurt so much from losing air. It's becoming hard to breathe. I never stop pounding even as I can see blood flow out from my bruised hands. My mind is in a panic and the fear starts to creep up through my whole body because I don't know how to swim and the wall is giving me no respite so I can get my breath. I have begun to feel weak...

Added 04 Feb 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 915 | 6 Comments

Ballerina

Strong heart is beating in a harmony, Each movement set angelically with pride.   So subtle that it matches musically, To center stage exquisite form does glide On pointe, on tiptoe, swaying with the tune The wind caresses, gently singing free. So calm her soul, like summer days in June But every step is like a storm tossed sea Behind sweet lips and eyes, typhoons may hide, With calmness...

Added 16 Jun 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 921 | 8 Comments

The Bluebirds In My Heart

  “There’s a bluebird in my heart that Wants to get out, But I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going To let anyone see You” Charles Bukowski     When loneliness became a part of me In such a way that others could not see. My heart forgot to feel, it hurt so much, And locked itself up tight against a touch.   The bluebirds came to...

Added 15 Sep 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 265 | 5 Comments

eBooks Published By Survivor

Tastes Bitter, Tastes Sweet
Tastes Bitter, Tastes Sweet

Meet a new poet in this edition. Find various forms of poetry, including sonnets, haikus, traditional verse, blank verse and abecedarian. You will discover love poems, poetry about life and death, and...

Coffee For Me, Tea For You
Coffee For Me, Tea For You

A collection of diverse short fiction. It includes micro fiction, flash fiction, mysteries, science fiction, and general fiction. The author has spent his life around computers and is now using his personal computer to create varied styles of fiction for the reading public's...

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