Packing

Me: *packing for major trip*

Me: *notices something crucial has gone missing*

Me: *turns entire apartment upside down looking for said crucial thing*

Me: *finds the fucking thing where I would pack it*

Universe: Nyah-nyah-nyah.

Me: Oh, very clever.

Finishing

I am so close to finishing the final edits on this short story — and therefore being done with said story — I can taste it.

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~~Come to Daddy.~~

Nothing much — just today’s writing soundtrack.

Long time no post from me!

Unfortunately this post won’t offer too much. This was just my writing soundtrack this evening.

Incidentally (? or not) the chapter I wrote this evening was entirely about spanking.

~~I really am writing Trufax Srs Bsns Literature tho.~~

. . . you are neck deep in a longer work of fiction, and a short story from months ago decides to show up and demand attention.

(Of course this story couldn’t have shown up when I was actively working on it. Why would it do that.)

. . . I can’t hear you over the sound of how awesome it is to write an entire chapter about fellatio.

I just spent the morning writing about kisses.

Life is good.