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"Why can't Authors just use the word 'Said'?" he asked.
"Huh?" She intoned vocally as a wintry smile spread across her face.
"Sorry, that was a strange question to ask," he generated sonically from his speech organs.
Finis
No, they mostly stumble around and break shit!
Visiting Aunt Scarlet is getting lots of positive comments and quite a few reads. Keep in mind - I did not write this and I am editing and adding to the brilliant work of Mike McGifford - could be why it is getting so many positive reviews. It is slow going though - probably a chapter a week.
The Confession and Re-education has about 10 more chapters in editing and no where near finished. We were trying to keep up with one chapter a day for a while but that's a recipe for burn-out.
I do plan to get back to the Resetting my Bitch Button - I have lots of good ideas for Jessie's trip to Disneyworld.
I have a few short one-off ideas percolating as well but I anticipate a little slow posting soon.
I also took down a few of my unfinished stories. I plan to either finish them and re-post or leave them off SOL. A lot of my early stuff is ignored and downvoted - but if you get bored in the mean time please have a look. "Do you have a big dick? Why not" is one of my all time favorites. I often write easter eggs into other stories with those characters.
As an example, in that story Betty is an older sexy former stripper who makes a living on Webcam with her two daughters performing along side her. (I've met women like this and based the character heavily on that influence)
In Slut Summer School, (Another completed story that I suggest) Betty is a teenager in the 1980s just realizing the power of her own sexuality and something of a background character. She shows up at parties and bars with older men - including a rich guy named Jeffery Epstein and she talks about this so-called Island he wants to take her to as well.
I love to put Easter Eggs in my stories and "Confession" has a few as well - including being set 40 years after "Slut Summer school" in the same Florida Town.
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you wanna go
Where everybody knows your name
And they're always glad you came
You wanna be where you can see (ah-ah)
Our troubles are all the same (ah-ah)
You wanna be where everybody knows your name
Hah, I just put the Cheer's theme song in your head!! You can thank me for that later.
Seriously though, in America we are on the precipice of a historic election and tensions are high - raging wildfires, pandemic and all sorts of nonsense. People losing their jobs, economic conditions are sad for many while others are sitting pretty and lack empathy.
The reason I picked the Cheer's theme song was that I was thinking about SOL like a Bar. I am Cliff sitting on the edge of the bar with my buddy Norm (Mike McGifford) and we are having our beers (stories) and shooting the shit while we do.
I was telling him that this story we are working on together should be fun to create! It should not feel like work. It doesn't to me. It's tedious at times to check the grammar and to rewrite parts that don't make a lot of sense. We are writing a story where one of us writes a chapter and then the other person writes the next one. Sometimes it is a little confusing with two chefs stirring the pot. But Sometimes one of us catches something "Candy wouldn't be in the truck because she is still at work" - and that's great - so having two people working on this has made the story much better than any I've written previously.
Don't get me wrong either - I love sharing my stories with like minded readers who get off on the perverse tales. I just wanted to say that the reason I am at this bar, drinking this beer is also that right now I just want to get away - see things through the eyes of my characters and experience vicariously the things they do and see.
My virtual "Cheers" is this site - where we share stories and I just wanted to express my appreciation for those who contribute to it - especially the webmaster.
I have just posted up chapter seven of what was once "Keeping the Womenfolk in Line - My sister's tail"
I have decided to rename the story since it is much more to "THE CONFESSION AND RE-EDUCATION OF A PERFECT SLUT" for reasons you will soon understand as you continue the story.
I have also turned on voting since if you read seven chapters - you probably have enough to make an informed vote.
A long time reader said something to me that was so nice.
"The writing is nice and descriptive as well. Almost felt like I was playing with her butthole myself."
If this story was a book -I would put that quote on the back cover.
So it is fall.
Half the country (the US) is still on fire, and the leaves turn a lovely shade of burnt umber when that happens. 2020 is kicking the ever loving shit out of me.
I just wanted to say a big thank you to the readers who comment and follow my stories. I could just think up these nasty little scenarios and never write them down. I'd forget them but I get to live them in my head when I write them.
I always hope not only that they are entertaining but they inspire someone else to give it a shot. If a dumb fucker like me can hack out a story then you probably can write a masterpiece. Then maybe I could read a good story or two.
So few good ones lately. No offense to anyone who wrote a story recently - I don't mean YOUR story, obviously. ;)
That being said, I've got a realy great one in the works. "Keeping the women folk in line - my sister's tail" probably deserves a better title. I am thinking about calling the "The Best Story I didn't write" because I haven't done it all.
My writing partner has been Mike McGifford. We started with a premise. Then each of us takes turns writing a chapter.
That means that as I write I never really know what happens next so it builds my suspense.
Granted, there have been times where we had to go back and re-look at some of what we wrote and fix it up/polish it. We've been moving so fast and freewriting down all our ideas that we aren't taking the time to edit like we should. Chapter five is the last cleanly edited chapter I have.
I have 8 more written but they need a thorough cleaning, sanitizing, editing checks, continuity checks, and all that.
It's just for the first time I've been having so much fun living these other people's lives in my head that I haven't done the tedious editing work that authors have to do to make a quality product. I just wanted to write and write.
Mike's chapters are like these insanely well crafted ideas. Every time he sends me something I am reminded of Vulgus. There is such a clarity in his writing.
There was one chapter in particular and I think you are going to love it. I started tweaking the start and end of the chapter so that it aligned with the flow of the story. You know how you might tweak a woman's clit?
Then I couldn't help myself. I started going through each paragraph and I was no longer tweaking - I was masturbating that thing and getting my whole fucking fist in there.
That's the only chapter I did that on and thankfully Mike was okay with it. I was prepared to go back to his original version. That's really the key to these round robins - you have to decide for the sake of the story how much are you willing to give up control on versus for the sake of the process of splitting the writing into taking turns writing a chapter.
If you get a chance to take a look we are at chapter 5 now. I probably won't post up another chapter until the weekend. When I get to seven I traditionally turn on voting. At that point you should have a good sense of whether you liked it (And if you made it 7 chapters lets face it - you probably liked it, you sick pervert you!!...)
I also have resetting my bitch button and I have NOT forgotten it. I am going to see if I can get Mike to help me write that one the same way when we finish (if we) ever finish this one. Right now, I am enjoying the freshness of the relationship the characters have too much to see it arc and end anytime soon.
Writing this story helps me check out of 2020, Masks, Plagues, Fires, Record Job loss, crazy riots, and all the other nonsense back to a simpler time when a boy could dominate his sister and NOT have to socially distance with her at the same time.
join me in perpetual 2019, won't you?
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