Good intentions but I got a little sidetracked.
I managed to finish and get edited Adams' Apples early this week and it will start posting on my Patreon today. Not sure when it will release here, but I'm guessing by mid-July. Pixel wanted to take one more pass through the story because I rewrote it and he knows I missed some things and introduced some errors. I made a lot of corrections to the first five chapters before making the upload to patrons today, but I'll correct anything else he identifies as well.
And I got another chapter completed of the rewrite of Wayzgoose's American Royalty that I'm currently calling Rise and Awaken. This is such a completely different story than the original that I expect I'll post it here under the new title as a new story.
And I managed one more chapter of my Swarm Cycle story in which the Pussy Pirates actually get to engage in battle. I thought I'd write the concluding chapter this past week, but things got in the way. And that story won't appear here for at least a couple of months as it needs to be reviewed by the Swarm Authors Guild before it can be approved as a story in that universe. I'm sure they'll be able to suggest extensive changes as I know nothing about technology, weaponry, military, or battle. I'm looking forward to learning more than I ever wanted to know!
But I didn't get it finished and I have a 'good' reason. I wrote a different story!
Let me also explain that I was on the road a couple of days and had to cope with incompetent trailer repairmen, a broken refrigerator that thawed all my meat and left it to rot in the sun for ten days, buying groceries, cleaning, and trying to get my campsite up and running. So, I've been pressed for time.
But driving always puts me in the mood to write because characters talk to me and I had seven hours of inspired thinking as I drove from Seattle to Spokane.
"Why inspired?" you might ask.
Well, on my way out of town, I decided to grab an extra cup of coffee for the drive and instead of sensibly driving up to the nearest Starbucks, I made a U-turn and pulled into our version of the 'bikini barista' to order a coffee. I don't often go there, but I have stopped by before and learned not to expect much. The baristas are mostly not worthy of what they are showing or the price they are charging. I was surprised this time.
The young woman serving me Thursday was beautiful in a way that went slightly beyond most twenty-somethings. She wasn't in a bikini, but rather a one-piece. She was at the espresso machine when she took my order and so the first thing I saw was an absolutely magnificent butt! I couldn't take my eyes off it and when she noticed, she began dancing a little and making those round globes do all kinds of tricks. It might be a little bigger than some guys prefer, but all I could think about was waking up in bed with that butt spooned against my cock. And I could see it all because the back of the suit consisted of a piece of butt floss that split at her waist and went over her shoulders to hold the front up.
We had a pleasant conversation and she came up close to the window to be sure I got a good view of the tits that showed through the nearly transparent fabric. Having done some research on the Wicked Weasel website, I've determined that she was about 5'3", 33/26/37. That fuels my fantasies, anyway. I wasn't five miles away by the time a storyline was developing!
But I had no idea how to set it until I happened to think of my currently running story, Double Twist, book 4 of "The Transmogrification of Jacob Hopkins." If you've read the story, you'll know that before Jacob discovered his talent on the guitar, he'd been contemplating becoming a writer. In fact, that was how he seduced his English teacher into his pod as she read his fiction and erotica to help him improve. I'd mentioned it frequently, but I've never exposed one of his stories.
I've taken out an alternate author name as J-Hop, the name Jacob uses for his online presence. And I've written over 6,000 words of this 'short story' that Jacob writes for Donna involving a bikini barista. I don't know exactly how long the story will be, but I'm guessing somewhere in excess of 10,000 words that I'll post under J-Hop's name. No real title yet, so I'll make multiple announcements when it's edited and up.
In other news, I hauled my old and broken down recliner out of the trailer yesterday and installed my brand new comfy La-Z-Boy recliner. When I was visiting back in Seattle as the trailer awaited its repair, my daughter decided she wanted to give me a new recliner for Father's Day! Not only that, she took it beyond the level that I would have purchased and made sure I got the chair I really wanted and not one I'd settle for. It's fabulous! I plan to write many words while sitting in this chair!
It was a little strange to see my daughter, her boyfriend, my ex-wife, and my step-husband for 10 days and not have had a single hug. Even in the house, we maintained social distance and only air hugs. We ate meals outdoors where there was room to spread out on the deck further. Whenever I left the house, I wore my mask and stayed well clear of people.
I'm interested in some statistics as I try to stay healthy and keep from exposing others to anything I might pick up and not be aware of. As the US has now climbed to the most infected area of the planet and the European Union has openly declared they won't allow Americans in when they re-open, a couple of stats have emerged.
First, The US has climbed to 30,000 new cases per day with Florida leading the way with 9,000 new cases on Thursday this week. The EU, which has a population 30% higher than the US, is now reporting about 4,000 cases daily. And it shows clearly that it is not because they aren't testing as many. They are testing more.
Of course, everyone was expecting the rise in American cases because of all the protests, right? Except that contact tracking of infected people has shown that few have come from the protests where, aside from the police, people have been quite respectful of each other. Instead, the new cases are coming from other large gatherings (like beaches), family gatherings, restaurants, and public entertainment. All the places people have been complaining they couldn't go to and wanted the lockdown lifted from. Houston reports that it has exceeded its ICU capacity and hospitals in several other areas, especially in the south, have said they won't be able to take many more patients.
But let's all remember, none of this is real. It's all because of the deep state and 5G coils they are transporting around on trucks broadcasting 5Gs all over. 5Gs get inside your mask and get trapped there like CO2 and other toxins and give you CoVid 19 because Bill Gates took money from Soros to develop it on Hillary's email account which is why Obama wore a tan suit. Got it?
Right. To find out what I really think, check out my First Exit blog. Happy reading.