Bo Next Door – Duckie Mack

As far as we’re concerned, we’ve been riding your coat-tails.” Grady shrugged. Wyatt smirked. “Yup, it’s really the only reason we invited you in. To be the perfectly painted face of the band.” “Um…I think you got that a little mixed up. I was there when we came up with the idea.”

Jonah placed his hand on my shoulder. “Oh sweetie, why do you think we so eagerly named the group after your stage name? We’re proud to have you as our lead, and as the Miami Vice guy said, you got us this far. Besides, you are so much more than a pretty face and you know it. You are the one with the business sense and the drive. We all get pulled along in your wake and glad for it.”

Sure, Crow, you can handle it all, no pressure or anything. “Well, I meant what I said. I honestly don’t know where I would be if it weren’t for you all. And now we’re here. I still can’t really believe it.” It was a foot in the door at least. Now for the hardest part, sitting and waiting for our turn. We were used to seeing the other local bands making the rounds throughout the Inland Empire, but now, we were swimming with the big kids.

People came from all over the country, and even beyond it, at a shot to play here. If a band played the Parnassian, they were almost guaranteed to go far. Futures were made within these very walls. The next band got set up and after a quick sound-check, started going for it.

Something didn’t quite hit, though. But then it was difficult playing to an empty room. With only three people sitting in the third row of the place, it was a little daunting. They were hard to read too, no clapping, no cheering, merely whispers amongst each other. How many bands had they seen?

What percentage made it past this first step? Based on what I’d seen so far, I would definitely book the first group. The second, not so much. I might have asked them to keep working at it and come back another time. I really hoped that wouldn’t be what they would think of us. I truly believed we had something. I liked to think it was our backgrounds and similar struggles. Bonded by our queerness and the journeys we’d had. Grady too. Even as a cishet man, he had walked alongside his sister before, during, and after her transition, every step of the way.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2022 by Duckie Mack All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review.

For more information, address: [email protected]. Cover Design by Sheilkuroi Interior Design & Formatting by Luke Parkes 1kitap1.com/en Contents ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FOURTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN SEVENTEEN EIGHTEEN NINETEEN TWENTY TWENTY-ONE TWENTY-TWO TWENTY-THREE TWENTY-FOUR TWENTY-FIVE TWENTY-SIX TWENTY-SEVEN EPILOGUE ABOUT DUCKIE ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS 1kitap1.com/en ONE Ian Being the front man of a rock band wasn’t all the glitz and glamour that people thought it was.

The truth was, I worked my ass off. When they saw us on stage killing a song, they didn’t see the hundreds of hours that went into writing it and practicing it. The sleepless nights, the frustration, the burnout, the fact that my eyeliner and heavy makeup often covered up the dark bags under my eyes that seemed almost permanent.

But it wasn’t all bad, some things did actually live up to the hype. The fans, for one. I loved our fans and I really loved how they loved us. Sometimes it was a lot…too much. But other times, like now, I. Fucking. Loved. It. My hands fisted in the blonde hair of one very enthusiastic fan as he knelt before me in the green room of the club we were playing at.

He would go home with a story to tell and I would end the night on a mellow high. The energy of the crowd always got me amped up. No matter the physical exhaustion after doing a full set, my body and mind would be humming and buzzing and it always took a while to come down from that.

Having a way to release some of that excess energy was a step in the right direction. After blondie finished the job he’d started with that cute mouth of his, I was floating back down to earth. I might even be able to sleep tonight after all. After one final appearance in front of the crowd, and a wink at my bj blondie, that was a wrap for the night.

We weren’t quite big enough yet to have a full tear-down crew, though a couple of hands from the club helped us load all our instruments into our van. Luckily, Jonah, the bass guitar player, had a safe place to keep the van so we wouldn’t have to unload everything again tonight. With fist bumps and hugs, the five of us parted ways.

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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