Monthly Archives: September 2012
Anywhoop, my goal over the next two weeks, other than readying Tell Me So for publication on Oct 1st, is finishing up the last 10k (or so) of How Can This Be.
Sunday, September 16th –
- Read How Can This Be
Monday, September 17th –
- Yahoo group rant – these are fun
- Read How Can This Be? – Have I finished? I better have…
Tuesday, September 18th –
- Write How Can This Be
- I better have Tell Me So back…. >.>
Wednesday, September 19th –
- Write How Can This Be
- Look over beta notes for Tell Me So
Thursday, September 20th –
Friday, September 21st –
Saturday, September 22nd –
- Church breakfast with the Meme at 0900… Joy…
- BooBoo’s Birthday! YAY! \o/
Without You Baby I Cannot Breathe
Inntryk is unstoppable.
Innrack is more than happy traveling with Emotio and his Patryk. His heart has lightened considerable being in the presence of Patryk’s energy. Together they explore new sexual highs and he cannot get enough. His love for this man has only grown if possible since they began dating a little less than five months ago. Patryk is his everything.
Patryk is still in somewhat disbelief that Innrack is finally with him. Sometimes it still seems to be only a dream. Having his best friend with him helps center him in ways he never knew possible. Patryk’s euphoric high translates on stage bringing their number of fans even higher. Emotio is a powerhouse.
A bad decision on Patryk’s part turns Innrack’s world is turned upside down.
Feeling himself crumbling Innrack leaves with a confused and devastated Patryk in his wake. Patryk’s indiscretions bring forth a past pain Innrack would rather forget. When Patryk comes home buckling under the strain of his life and sick Innrack jumps to take care of him but will Innrack stay? Or will Patryk’s actions drive him away for good?
If you follow me on the distracting thing known as Twitter you may or may not have seen me tweet about Animus, the muse… He’s distracting, snarky, rude, annoying, self centered, egotistical, and flirty. Yes, I deal with this daily. When he’s overly cocky and annoying I tend to tie him up and toss him in the closet. However; I fear this does little to no good.
Animus: Hell no it doesn’t! I like that shit. Tie me up. Spank me. Do it woman.
Lor: -sigh- An, I’m trying to do a blog post here…
Animus: Duh, you idiot that’s why I’m here. I’m the inspiration behind this shit.
Lor: -ignores him-
As I was saying he interferes with normal everyday activities. I can be sitting with family at dinner and BAM another book or series WIPs me across the face and I know it’s all his fault. I hear him laughing in the recesses of my mind for WIPing me across the face. He enjoys giving me ideas when I can’t properly jot them down.
Animus: HEY! Woman! Stop ignoring me! I’m talking to you!
I’ve even had family members ask if I’m okay because I stopped eating and looked off into space. I of course couldn’t tell them, ‘Oh, I’m fine. My muse just hit me hard.’
Animus: Hell yeah I hit you and you liked it. You pervert. Stay still so I can do it again.
Lor: -eye twitch- I’m losing my patience, Animus.
Animus: Ohhhh, I’m so scared. The witty bitty author is getting angry. I’m cowering in my custom made baby dinosaur leather boots.
Lor: Dude, dinosaurs are extinct!
Animus: -laughs- I was around back than sugar. Why do you think I gave you the Dinosaur Island idea?
Lor: -deep breath- Can I write my blog post in peace now?
Animus: -smirks- Sure. Sure. Sure. Do what you want. -walks over to the other office chair and twirls crossing his legs- I’ll just be right here. In this chair. Minding my own business. -twirls and examines his nails- I think I need a manicure.
Now do you see twitter? Do you understand now why I say I lock him in the closet? He’s infuriating!
Animus: Woman! Do you think Ryan will let me borrow those delicious heels? I mean it’s not like he’s going to use them anytime soon.
He constantly interrupts me while he’s around which here lately is a lot. Sometimes all I want to do is sit and relax, read a book, read my own book, watch Netflix but nooooo. The son of a bitch feels the need to tell me everything he and one of my characters talked about.
Animus: Hey! What does this do?!
Lor: -looks- O.O DON’T TOUCH THAT!!!!
Animus: Chill out. No wonder the boys feel the need to fuck you all the time. -plops back in chair- It mellows you out.
Animus: You didn’t get laid today did you?
Lor: -eye twitch- Animus.
Animus: No, no, you didn’t. -leans in and whispers- It totally shows.
Lor: I’m going to kill you.
Animus: No you won’t. -hops up to look over Lor’s shoulder- Without me you suck.
Lor: -twitch- Animus. Sit. Down.
Animus: -twirls away- I need a manicure.
Okay, if it wasn’t apparent before do you see it now? He’s insatiable and annoying.
Animus: Woman! Can I have this?
Animus: Uh… oh…
If you reading lot would excuse me… I’ve a muse to abuse.
Animus: Now, Lor, let’s talk about this. -backs away-
Lor: -growls- I’m going to hurt you.
Animus: -swallows- Can’t we talk about this? Lor…? … Lor…?