Shinerdrinker: Blog

Holy shyte!

Boy, did I just stumble across something awesome!!! No, it's not MILF porn. That's like a daily epiphany!

No. I usually have some nice soothing music playing on a tab on the browser in the background. Usually, "best music to listen to while writing" on YouTube, and I get to it. Well this afternoon I was watching/listening to one of those dudes cutting lawns for people who need help getting their lawns cut. There are a bunch of them there, so pick one you like. I put it on that back tab and went to work.

I go for a few minutes, and the writing goes smoothly. I look up and check it. Except for a few typing mistakes, it's pretty freaking good!

Well, now that I think about it, it might not work well for everyone else. But I'm in Texas, and after football season is over, the neighborhood fellas get into tinkering with their lawns. The sound of starting to cut your grass way too early in the morning for your neighbor's liking is music to my ears! Fuck 'em!!

Woo hoo! Got on a nice drag there.

Anyway, enjoy your day!

--Shinerdrinker

Ya see! I told ya it wouldn't last for too long. Project: Prometheus is a great story, and if one HAS to knock me out of number one.

There. Did that sound like a grown-up thing to write? Have the grown-ups left the room? Good.

DAMMIT!!!!!!

Seriously, it's a good story, and the score is indicative of the good tastes of our readers. Keep on, C.H. Darkstrider, keep on, keeping on!

Fine. I'll go to sleep now. Congrats to Project: Prometheus. Seriously, if you're all caught up on my story, then go ahead and check that one out.

But don't worry for too long; the next chapter of Mayhem in a Pill is coming along nicely!

--Shinerdrinker

So here I am, getting ready to start another of these damnable Mondays, when I took a quick glance at our favorite website. Lo and behold, I'm number one on the Ongoing Serials list of the Most Popular.

I'm sure it won't last that long, but I'll watch it with a little joy and maybe even a little pride.

Whew. That was nice. Now, back to the writing. My slave drivers tend to really like Mondays, which is why they have earned the name slave drivers.

Tee hee and tally ho!

--Shinerdrinker

Okay, I just wanted to let y'all know that I've sent the next chapter of Mayhem in a Pill to the editors, and it'll take a couple of days for them to come down from the ecclesiastical feelings after reading such thought-provoking words.

Yeah, I know, but at least you are all entertained!

Tee hee.

--Shinerdrinker

Okay, a few people have left messages and sent emails, and there was even one annoying incident with a carrier pigeon. But I digress.

Basically, people are wondering why Tim freaked out about a wallet while at the store with his mother and sister. This is becoming a bit of a thing. I mean, I've used cliffhangers before, and while I got a few people wondering what was going on, I didn't think this would be so much of a thing.

So, if you don't read the attached comments, I show you one of the most recent discussions.

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@s7a5r6n

Just a sec... are you reading my notes? (Checks notes again.)

Oh, no, you aren't. Good guess, though. I wonder how many more people we could get to guess what set Tim off.

Tee hee. If I were really diabolical about getting people to reread my story just to boost the numbers artificially, I'd tell everyone that the answer is in there; it's just a back chapter that has it.

Tee hee. It's a good thing I'm not as diabolical as that.

--Shinerdrinker

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Maybe I am diabolical and just never noticed it. Of course, you could go back and reread the story from the beginning in hopes of finding it, or you could be one of the people desperately hoping I will answer it in the following posted chapter.

It could happen, or maybe not.

I dunno.

Seems diabolical.

For those of you who think you know, please don't ruin it for everyone else.

For those who would willingly wait for the answer to be given, I thank you.

Or you could be one of those kids who tore open presents on Christmas Eve instead of waiting to shake your parents outta bed too damned early in the morning to open them only to pass out atop the trash now strewn about the living room.

I dunno why that just came out. Oh well, maybe it's diabolical.

Tee Hee.

--Shinerdrinker