By the time you're reading this, Chapter 26 of "Listening to Jack" should be posted. As mentioned in my previous blog entry, this one's fairly dark. Hopefully not too dark. I've had the framework for this chapter in my head for a long time, pretty much since I first started writing this story ages ago, and it's one of a few chapters I always knew I was going to write. Now that it's written ... well, I'm glad it's done. It needed to be written, even though I'm not sure it's necessarily something readers will like, or that I even like it. But I think it still needed to be a part of this story, if that makes any sense.
Maybe it doesn't.
But anyway, like I said, it's done. And I worked a Stephen King reference into the chapter, which is always good.
I'm about to start some more medical treatments, so I don't know how much more I can continue my current productive streak. (The medication I'm on at the moment is one hell of an upper, but I need to start easing off of it.) But I'm hoping to get at least one more chapter of something done. It'll either be Chapter 6 of "Playing Ball with Mom", or Chapter 2 of "A Colte Family Vacation". I'm leaning toward the former, but if fans of either story have a preference, drop me a line. (And hopefully it's a moot point, and I can finish both.)
And speaking of "Playing Ball", I've decided to offer my own version of Marvel's infamous No-Prize to regular readers of this story's installments. As anyone currently reading it can probably guess, Cherie's remarkably stupid and slutty decision to keep fucking her horny sons without any sort of sensible protection is going to lead at some point to a growing swell in her sexy belly. My No-Prize - which is basically just my hearty congratulations in a message or email, as well as an acknowledgment in this blog - will go to the reader who first identifies which of Cherie's sons actually impregnates her, and in which specific chapter and scene it happens. Maybe it's silly, but I like putting little Easter Eggs like that in stories from time to time, as a reward for sharp-eyed readers.
And thanks for reading this, or any of my stories. Appreciated, as always.