Every week we post six lines from a work of ours, a work-in-progress or published or a recommendation of someone else’s work with at least one LGBT character. Posted at Rainbow Snippets here: [LINK]

This week, an exciting preview of a story I haven’t been able to sel…I mean, a hitherto unpublished story of mine. The gay protagonist of “The Moon on the Breast of the New-Fallen Snow” mirrors what happened to an out Gay College friend of mine who moved out of the dorm because of some harassment (somebody smashed a melon and some other fruit against his door.

He moves in with Merle, a platonic friend, in Merle’s off-campus apartment and things get a little weird. Okay, a LOT weird.(Oh, and the club he mentions was a real place back in the 1980s.)

Maybe nothing would have happened if we hadn’t held the New Year’s Eve party, nothing big, just a few friends from school who had no place else to go. I knew Travis from my one journalism class and Chris, I think, had a thing for Merle. As a matter of fact I had met Merle for the first time when Travis and Chris had dragged me to Fantasy, the big gay club in town. Travis and Chris were out, I mean really out, I was kind of out. A few days later I saw Merle on campus and we struck up a conversation and the friendship kept going. And we both agreed that Chris could be a pest who acted like he was about thirteen years old.

Here’s the aftermath of the party: after he sees something very strange in the moonlight:

In the morning I found Travis and Chris asleep under a blanket on the floor. I checked the fridge for milk and wondered if Merle ever stocked the fridge with raw meat to eat after he changed. Not for one minute did I think I’d imagined it. Especially after the wary glance Merle gave me when he came out of his bedroom. Neither of us had to work that day so we grabbed some more beer when we dropped Chris and Travis off. Then we sat down and I flat out asked him about his being a werewolf.

So, how does that grab you?

Thanks for reading and Happy Halloween! —–jeff