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Evolution & Cynicism
Evolution & Cynicism
Evolution & Cynicism
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Evolution & Cynicism

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'Evolution & Cynicism' is a short story which sits somewhere between the novella series and the brief encounter series; either way, I hope you enjoy the story of how Jack and Danny met and how, for a change, it wasn't just a waste of two quid on the lottery that week.

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Release dateOct 1, 2024
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Evolution & Cynicism
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Alp Mortal

I'm English by birth, from the Isle of Wight, living in Newport, spending part of the year in France, in the stunningly beautiful department of Haute-Saône in the Franche Comté region. It is heavily forested and very tranquil but the winters are pretty harsh and my home is 820 metres above sea level so I get plenty of snow. I am also spending increasing amounts of time in the USA, co-managing The Carter Seagrove Project LLC - an independent publishing house, incorporated in the State of Indiana. I will be 50 years old in 2015. I only started writing in 2009, proving, I suppose, that it is never too late. I didn't think about self-publishing until late 2012, now, more than two years later, I'm even more energized by the process than ever before. I'm a qualified English teacher, specializing in teaching English as a second language (TEFL), though I don't do much of that now. In the distant past, I taught software skills. In the very distant past, I was a project manager on big IT projects and at the very beginning of my career, I was an Internal Auditor. I have degrees in "Internal Auditing", "Computer Auditing" and "Project Management". I'm studying for my degree in Sustainable Development at the moment. Renewable energy is what really interests me and I generate my own power at home via a solar panel. I'm a member of The Society of Authors, The Society for Editors and Proofreaders, and The Independent Author Network. I grow some of my own food, and from Easter to the end of October, I'm outside for the largest part of the day, tending the garden. I write in the evening and during the winter when there is very little else to do. I have no great philosophy except "energy follows intention" and "honour your gifts". These two principles keep me sane, very happy and exceedingly busy! I am always very happy to receive your feedback. If you wish to contact me directly, please email me at: alpmortal@hotmail.com. Visit the website, alpmortal.weebly.com, for updates on the next gay romantic story or crime thriller which I am working on. Together with Chambers Mars, I am half of Carter Seagrove, author of Dust Jacket and The Inspector Fenchurch Mysteries. Me (Alp Mortal), Chambers Mars and Shannon M. Kirkland are The Carter Seagrove Project LLC - an independent book publisher. Find us at www.carterseagrove.weebly.com, on Twitter @carterseagrove and on Facebook www.facebook.com/thecarterseagroveproject.

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    Evolution & Cynicism - Alp Mortal

    Author’s Note

    ‘Evolution & Cynicism’ is a short story which sits somewhere between the novella series and the brief encounter series; either way, I hope you enjoy the story of how Jack and Danny met and how, for a change, it wasn’t just a waste of two quid on the lottery that week.

    Alp

    Chapter One – I have a dream

    When I was young, I had a dream about what it was going to be like when I lived in London; I was sure I would. I’d have a great job and a nice flat; spend weekends partying and generally have a good time; the men would be gorgeous and we’d all shag until our pricks dropped off.

    There are dreams and there are realities!

    I did move to London, and I did get a half-decent job and a not completely shitty flat in somewhere called Bayswater. It was on the Paddington side so not as nice as the Notting Hill side but handy for the Tube and Queensway was great. There were guys a plenty; all doing what I was doing or was I doing what they were all doing? We dressed a la mode and wouldn’t be seen dead in anything last season, even if it meant starving to death, but who could afford to be fat anyway?

    We would hang out in bars and go to clubs and dance a little but watch a lot and eye the most gorgeous guys up who either completely ignored us or poured scorn on our pathetic advances. Which merely fuelled our desire to be better and more successful ... and we all did become more successful; at being shallow, vain and pretentious. Spending a fortune on skin care and taking exotic holidays if only to show off the toil at the gym but everyone was the same, so no one was actually impressed. Does this all end soon?

    Like a visit to the dentist, the pain does eventually go away and you either shut up shop and decamp to Brighton or Bournemouth or you finally realise the dream of living in the most vibrant city on Earth and then, and only then, do you realise how much time you’ve wasted ... and don’t even think about the money.

    We arrive, in our Promised Land, fit and forty with no more major hang-ups than anyone else and we like the flat now and it’s quaintly chic to visit the Tate and shop in clothing exchanges. The generation behind us of course by-passed all the angst and just got on with it!

    Jack, what are you doing on Saturday? A few of us are going to hit the clubs ...

    Hit the clubs at forty? I suppose we aren’t dinosaurs yet, but the twenty somethings have invaded our old haunts and we’re like the ghosts of our gay youth, trying to keep up, trying to look hip and all we really want is a guy to wake up to who is like us and isn’t too controlling. A really good shag would be great and by that, I mean sex and not sexual Olympics where foreplay takes years, and the actual act is so under the microscope that we wither under the anxiety and blame it on the wine.

    Sure; are we eating out first?

    "Sushi at Itsu, drinks at The Friendly Society and then the Shadow Lounge..."

    It sounds hip and

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