Log 342 ~Will Gets The Boot…~

I heard a song once say, we’ll put a boot in your ”butt” it’s the American way. Yeah, one of the few songs I blocked on Spotify though I have a Playlist called Someone SHOE Me. Will Gets The Boot, I’m always running trying to avoid it.

Sunday, June 7, 2020

Log 342 ~Will Gets The Boot…~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but if you need a timeframe, what about two weeks from now? One more reason I gave up comedy, my parents tried to tell me I’m not funny. So Good, Bad, And Ugly, it is then, or in reverse. Yeah, how do I even walk sometimes? SIGH.

Okay, let’s try this again, AHEM; things have gotten UGLY in my universe. At The Day Job, I told the GM that I’m not doing Home & Kids and Shoes anymore. You’ll have a job next week, no worries, “Brah,” but the week after? Hell, it always seems like my feet are still where they don’t need to be. Either running out the door like a coward. I stuck my foot in my mouth, telling the GM anything at all. Finally, I’m being lazy, as I’m still sitting here in bed instead of doing, well, anything. Will I get five thousand words done today and when it’s your turn. Yeah, that’s right, back to time traveling or trying to because again last week wiped me out. You’ll use the same excuse won’t you, the Day Job yet Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 010 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 018 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Five “GULP” Poems Daily
    Completed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Losing The Day Job Now
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing Too Late by Colleen Hoover
    Failed

Bad enough that you’re holding on to three, maybe even two. As I said, I didn’t lose the Day Job, but who knows. Even now, I know you feel like backtracking, that you’re terrified. You’re still sitting here, and come next week, you’ll be on your knees and why. One word, “Institutionalized.” Now don’t go feeling like one of those STUPID entitled white people wanting a haircut. You could use one by the way, and I tried, but I would have to CALL Supercuts, so no. Anyway trapped by work, chasing money, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 018 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Five “GULP” Poems Daily
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Learning About The Day Job Now
  6. I AM Finishing Too Late by Colleen Hoover

So now we’re at the GOOD. Please forgive the language, but your dick is pointed in the right direction. Hard as ever and not one day has gone by where I’ve avoided porn. If I had to name a few top contenders, those whose names I could find, Stalker Much?

  1. Chloe Toy
  2. Cayla Lyons
  3. Dillion Harper
  4. Riley Reid
  5. Shayla Jennings
  6. Tifa Lockhart (Purple Dress) Final Fantasy Remake
  7. Kagney Linn Karter
  8. Bridget Marquardt

“Hello Nurse,” as the Animaniacs would often say. Can’t forget about MILF Dos, of course, why ruin a friendship? Speaking of which still not talking to Cherry. What about that blonde at the Day Job?

So exhausted as you will be, Will Gets The Boot.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 335 ~Drink Your T Will~

I could never be “Family-Friendly” enough *shudders* for Sesame Street. However, I did write a novel based on twenty letters of the alphabet, and this was before I heard of Nier: Automata. What’s the truth of all this, though. Drink Your T Will

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Log 335 ~Drink Your T Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now or whatever Sesame Street is worth. This is going to be another talk brought to you by the letter T. Last week I had lots of… TROUBLE with my words. TERRIFYING TENURE, TRYING TIMES, TEMPTING TITTIES TRUE.

TROUBLE is my middle name, well more like “troubles,” but don’t ask the government that. Hell, it might be time for you to change your name. Yeah, I know, look at the schedule, and you would be fonder of the F Word I know. You’re in trouble, I get it. TERRIFYING, I know, and I wish I could tell you that you don’t have to go. I could do that as much as I could tell you that you’re a trillionaire. Do you know there is no such person that can claim that title? All you want is a day that you don’t live in such terror. Not this week. TENURE sigh. I saved you the trouble of being stupid by looking up, on this Friday morn “Does the Day Job have tenure. Of course, the Manager was saying you’ve been there so long friend.

TIMES, whether it be getting up in the morning, the day, and your writing. Time Has Come Today as the song goes, so what are you going to do about it? I can guess because I’ve been in your shoes. Yes, I wish I could stop thinking about Shoes and Home & Kids. TRYING, but it never works out, does it? Right now, I’m “working from home,” which means I lacked the strength to even get out of bed. Of course, My Dæmon had his walk. Are you going to be a better father than me, well Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 010 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Completed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day This Week
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing Too Late by Colleen Hoover
    Failed

TRUE, I completed half the list. I know you’re asking yourself, how do I expect you to get the other three done. Do I still hold much hope for the future, the one you’re about to take over today? You don’t want my real answer now, do you? I would be asking for a miracle. TITTIES are such, and I know that’s Dirty Diana’s port of call. I’m still angry that I wasn’t courageous enough to post that picture. You know the one I’m hinting at… Rebecca, Anaa/Alissa, Niquee, and Eileen Homer drool. Speaking of which these Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 010 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Five “GULP” Poems Daily
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Losing The Day Job Now
  6. I AM Finishing Too Late by Colleen Hoover

Tempting to stay as you are, Drink Your T Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 328 ~Well Hell, Oh Will~

If there is some positivity to be shared, I’m not a STUPID Republican. I’ll wear a mask, but I am annoyed at temperature checks because I’m always so hot * bum dum tss*. I run hot out of anger, chicks, or embarrassment. “Well Hell, Oh Will”

Sunday, May 24, 2020

Log 328 ~Well Hell, Oh Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means I wear whatever I want. It’s like every day the Day Job finds new ways to make me a bigger sinner. Maybe that’s why my “sexual exploits” never bother me. Okay, that’s a lie, but that’s more concerning everyone else’s delicate sensibilities. Now, of course, this is more Inspector Echo’s wheelhouse, but I guess I need a bit of confession today. So if it ain’t Sex, it’s SOUL, STUPIDITY, and SLOTH. Now, what about WRATH and again LUST? As the song goes, gotta give it up to get off sometimes.

That shouldn’t mean your soul, though, your passion. Take some nights back, what time did I get to sleep? Hell, what about the day, the things I do to keep the Day Job? I still believe the worse thing is someone destroying your SOUL, and here I am, killing myself. Oh, then wait, um, why are you sitting here reading this right now.

“Never go for the kill when you can go for the pain,” ― D’Hoffryn, Buffy

Stupidity, well yeah, but we don’t have all day, so let’s stick with women make you dumb. Do we go with the pretty girl’s cart you stole the other day? Oh, I know how about not talking to Cherry? And as always, there’s the NO FAP Challenge. Hell, that’s the one thing that doesn’t make me lazy, trying to avoid porn like the plague. Here I was this week thinking all the pretty cosplayers were blocking me. I’m still playing Call me a Legend and reading Succubus Lord. I heard the show “Normal People” was mad at PornHub. No time for you know my Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 009 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 005 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day This Week
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus Lord by Eric Vall
    Completed

I’m making the bed only to screw it up as soon as I return. Now you might think, why am I putting you through all this? I’m not suicidal. You know what makes you a great sadist… that you’re a decent masochist. I just read “10 Signs You Might Be A Masochist: Traits, Behaviors & More.” I scored seven out of ten, and that won’t be changing anytime soon. It’s Hell, you know, answer me this. Why is it that you enter the Day Job, well most of life and you’re burning up? How stupid is it to carry fire into Hell? Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day This Week
  6. I AM Finishing Too Late by Colleen Hoover

Here’s the answer, the ninth circle is frozen over; TREACHERY. It’s betrayal and of who? Yourself, burn to stop, necessary sins, Well Hell, Oh Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 321 ~Will Is So Hot~

Is it hot in here or is it just, well it’s me because I’m angry. Any other emotion that brings heat isn’t welcome in my neck of the woods. Still, no, I’m not sick with the great plagues of our day, COVID-19, STUPIDITY, or complacency. Will Is So Hot.

Sunday, May 17, 2020

Log 321 ~Will Is So Hot~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but please don’t be Trump. You know the kind of guy that will say something like “he’s hot” because no one else will. Not even the thermometer, but I should have taken it at its number and left the Day Job. I’m plenty hot now, and so are you I know it. It’s not the Coronavirus (COVID-19) bringing the heat. Good thing I was wearing a mask. Because of the vile words, I wanted to spit at the Day Job. Now I’m not going to preach at you. In one ear and out the other or exhaustion.

Let’s start with the basics, HUMILATION, but there is a worse word for that, STUPID. Whether it be from being unable to help any customers. How about having to wear a radio and an earpiece? You’ve been without the Day Job so long, and Hell, you’re not on the schedule yet. HAUGHTY, is it not that you think everyone else is the problem. I tell you I was at the Day Job saw a few people in the breakroom and walked right back out. I want you to understand that you did not survive this to go back to the status quo on anything. HORRIBLE to admit, but all during that shift, I think about the phrase, “we need a new plague.” Again I ain’t Trump who doesn’t give a shit about anybody (pardon my French). Still, I was at the Day Job “praying” for zombies, or worse. Careful, boyo. Almost forgot Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 009 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Completed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day For This Week
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide
    Completed

HELLISH rage was consuming me at how I was being treated there. My only “saving grace” is the fact that I always feel it more for myself. I hate myself, so I can’t be angry at the world. Geez, I’m even mad at you because I know you’ll continue the cycle. HORNY man, are you not? It’s been a while since I’ve gone over a week without FAPPING. Now, where have I been this morning? Behind Closed Doors, Boobalicious/Milk Junkies, Kininaru Kimochi. HOT weather is never enough, is it? Pages burn, boiling blood means no Day Job and the rest of my body SIGH. Nobody needs to tell you about Hell, which is reason enough you’re not listening. Yet no matter what Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 009 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day This Week
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus Lord by Eric Vall

Is there anything I can say that isn’t hot air? Well, Will Is So Hot.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 314 ~It’s A Wash Will~

Last week I started off talking about $300. My Granddad gave me $100 when I thought once upon a time, I would be a songwriter. He’s in the hospital now with the Coronavirus, and I’m back to being, well me. “It’s A Wash Will.”

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Log 314 ~It’s A Wash Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but at least you have a job. The work you want to do though SIGH I don’t know what to tell you. Of course, I’m better at asking questions… are you going to work on GULP at all, for example? I’m one for the status quo, but every single week you’re asked to be the better man. If you look at right now, slept late, imposing time limits to get things done. Food is the overall goal, which makes you no better than a Walker. Better not to be a jogger or even a black man here.

Now I don’t mean to get super political with you. Today is about the idea that you can’t be less than or again the status quo. You could blame the world you know or at least America. Two black men are killed, and it could be you. Your grandfather has the Coronavirus (COVID-19). I want to get mad at you for not caring, but do I care? In two days when you read this, I doubt much will have changed. That’s the whole point that nothing is changing for the better, and you’ll always ask the question, could it be worse. Back to the Day Job and how it was Thursday. Other than the boss not touching me, it’s the same. I am sick of the same as every day. I’m one greedy S.O.B. “pardon my French” I always want more. So that’s why I’m sitting here one more day. Yeah with Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 002 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Completed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings Or Security Threats Ever
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide
    Failed

I did #3, and I’m changing #5. Not a day goes by without some robocall. I still jump at the phone every time Norton or H&R Block sends a message that there is nothing wrong. The blog has been down twice, not because of a “problem” but “maintenance?” I want to tell you to stop worrying, go all Dale Carnegie if that would help. Only your entire life is what you say at work daily “Another Day,” one more you have to survive. A Minimum Wage, you live a Minimum Life, bordering on the minuscule. Meanwhile, it’s your stories. The BROTHEL owners, the BOOK writers, the would-be BOYFRIEND that live. Like you though hell, nobody’s interested or worse; they’re all Indiana Gone, Whisper Girl, Cherry. Only here’s Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Making My Bed, Every Day For This Week
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide

All men are created equal… right, It’s A Wash Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 307 ~Trust Fund Baby Will~

There was a time I believed $300 would fix all my problems, once I trusted myself to keep my mouth shut, I had faith in God, and for some reason, I knew good would win but those coffers have run dry. Trust Fund Baby Will

Sunday, May 3, 2020

Log 307 ~Trust Fund Baby Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and how I wish I could say I’m leaving it all to you. No, as always, I leave you only the opportunity to become someone better. You have one “edited” novel. Now you’re on @disneyplus and @netflix all because of some women, of course. Before I forget, Happy Birthday @TheAliceLittle. Also to Indiana Gone, though her birthday is Star Wars Day. You also have Cherry’s Birthday on the 28th. I hope you won’t go asking for pictures of her boobs for the month. Now I would never trust you, and you won’t believe me, which explains today.

You can’t be like the rest of them, you know, PEOPLE. Tell me you didn’t think we were going to talk about money when I mentioned “Trust Fund?” The Man In The Mirror, when will you trust him. How about your Dæmon, sleeping by your side. His every breath is an act of trust. Like yours with your Olds, I suppose. The lights are still on, there’s water, water everywhere, and you still have the car. I want to say trust is life, but how will being amongst the living treat you? The last time you were out, not so damn well. Yes, I’m still mad about Taco Bell. Hell, maybe you should rage at the politicians. The protesters that aren’t being shot because they’re WHITE. Or the Coronovirus COVID-19 plague that surrounds us. What to trust? Again these words of my Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing Editing For Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”
    Completed

Number six, is that all my words account to? 50,000 words to a group that has no idea you exist, but for some reason, you’re with them. Yes, NaNoWriMo is good, but you couldn’t even trust yourself to get up when you said you would. Noted, you want to write, you want to learn. Have you noticed in your stories your character never dies ever? You can trust them to mean what they say, but what about the people they are supposed to trust. I would give away a big spoiler, but again we never know who’s reading. What if those people believe in you. Only more to the point believe in who they see in these words, and that’s never you? I mean the man that you want to be. So yet again here we go Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings Or Security Threats Ever
  6. I AM Finishing The Zombie Survival Guide

I trust you’ll do better, bet, Trust Fund Baby Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 300 ~Will Of The Month~

Well, it’s been almost one whole month, more than that considering the Coronavirus and what do I have to show for it. Nearly finished editing a book, read two probably. Will Of The Month, well there goes half my stimulus check but if I got out of bed

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Log 300 ~Will Of The Month~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, so ask the song goes (breaks out Ellie Goulding style) “What are you waiting for?” It’s what the Dæmon asks you each morning. Now I blame myself that I forgot about the “nails in the collar” incident last week. I still need to get those cut. The thing is I want you to look at what day it is, what log. Yes, Math still sucks, but this month has been one of a very few Opportunities. What have you done with it? I don’t mean to yell or bombard you with music like my Dear Future Wife.

Hell, you might be better off if I did because I love her, but do I love myself? Shouldn’t I make that into the goal, to care for me? Considering I touch the gun once a day and Academy and Amazon suck for various reasons. While I’ve been busy counting the days, allow me to sound cliché, but you should be making the days count; another goal? How I hope that when you read this, you’re not still sitting in bed. Last night (Thursday), I tried okay. I got four hours and twenty-five minutes, of sleep, and of course, what happened? I keep asking myself that, whenever I read my The Eve of a Cherry. Well, not read, edit. The month is almost over, and a pornographic fairytale is about all I have to show for it. I haven’t had the balls to listen to the work CEO. How about daring these Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
    Failed
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”
    Failed

#1 is so damn hard, and #5 is so scary, and I don’t even know how to judge it anymore. Again with one, I was thinking of replacing the word “Horny” with “Toxic.” Of course, at the moment, it has been only a day and a few hours. Another goal, go the month. As far as Norton, you’ll be paying for protection, but there’s no longer any peace of mind to be had there. A new year for them and by Friday a new month for you. Do you remember where you thought you would be? I’m always speaking of the future. Two days ahead. And by next month, you’ll be talking to Lady Sophia. Telling her, you finished another book but Six Impossible Things.

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
  6. I AM Finishing Editing For Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”

Use this month, as one of your motivations go impose your “Will” Of The Month.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 293 ~Thy Will Be Done~

Go ahead and ask me what I want right now? Eric Thomas said if you’re going to be successful, you have to be willing to give up sleep. Well 1700 words and this conversation, and it’s after midnight. Thy Will Be Done

Sunday, April 19, 2020

Log 293 ~Thy Will Be Done~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and when you are, remember to buy a posher bed, first thing. Please excuse me if I sound a bit incoherent right now. Wouldn’t that mean you’ve heard me coherent? Anyway, you can see what time it is now, and I will do better? Still, my will right, not yours seeing it’s a Friday night/Saturday morning. Now I’m not a Bible guy; it put me to sleep, but I was trying to read each and every book. My point is, when are you going to start calling the shots? If anything, who am I working for, and why am I done tonight.

Well, you have more food, a plethora of snacks to choose from? Tonight I didn’t eat dinner because I was too busy feasting on the word. You’re welcome because, by the time you’re reading this, you should be finishing The Eve of a Cherry. I’m tired because I used up all my adrenaline worrying about My Dæmon. He got one of his nails stuck in his collar. It’s been sigh months since that happened, and I have the money to take care of it. Only the timing is not ideal with the Coronavirus (COVID-19) out and about. Oh, and do yourself a favor, stay off WebMD. Okay, so I mentioned money. I spent most of the day figuring out what I was going to do with the stimulus. In the words of South Park, “And It’s Gone.” Why is living such a chore, I ask? Not doing Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
    Failed
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”
    Completed

Look at that I got one. I keep working on that story, but why don’t I stop? As one of my motivations would say, “you’ll be tired of being broke.” Eric Thomas would say you have to get tired of losing. I’m tired of being lazy, and that’s why it has passed midnight. At least it will be easier to get to sleep because I won’t be telling myself the same old video game stories. It’s been Far Cry 5 lately, and my motion sickness is coming back when I tried watching it on YouTube. Finally, I hope you’re as sick of being an addict as I am. I swear I’m not that good of a… see now I’m feeling all motivated; Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”

It’s up to you, okay, to make this world your desire, Thy Will Be Done.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 286 ~Will Raises A Roar~

Easter Sunday, though you’ll see, I’m not a participant. However, I am trying to bury my anger. It will probably rise again whenever I decide to go out and see what’s left of the world, but right now, I feel like the Devil. “Will Raises A Roar.”

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Log 286 ~Will Raises A Roar~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and when you are, as the song goes, Heads Will Roll. Now don’t shoot the messenger… with what, gun loading sucks. At the moment Academy sucks, Jim ‘N Nick’s BBQ, Walmart. Don’t take me as ungrateful, I do appreciate the essential workers. One of these days, I’m going to give you the full speech about why I think the Coronavirus (COVID-19) had to happen. Today though, I want to scream at everybody, well not the cashier at Walmart but a bad day.

Let me say that I am the first one that will take the blame. As messed up as I am, I will take the hit, that’s how you know you f*ed up, right. I wasted another day. When I got back, even the food wasn’t enough, and I needed a pink bra and a beautiful set of boobies. It didn’t start out that way, understand. I handled the books, ordered the speed loader. Somehow I even made a semi-decent mask. Of course, I didn’t wear it. What, did I roar, did I scream, did this apocalypse finally come to fruition? No people are people. Besides telling you my mindless ramblings, I didn’t even work on the book today. Okay, that may change, considering today is Friday. Still, what will any of this mean when it comes to, and I hate saying it, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 006 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
    Failed
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”
    Failed

Not to sound like Cameron Tucker. The truth is I hated most of Modern Family but was kept “abreast” about it. I probably shouldn’t say it but Alex Dunphy/Ariel Winter’s boobies. Why do I keep talking about “Divine” boobies, because I had an epiphany? I was wondering why I wasn’t swearing at Jim ‘N Nick’s. I didn’t yell at Academy Sports. You know I was scared about talking about Necrophilia. What about how many times I mentioned my gun like I like the NRA? I don’t, or we don’t. Anyway, my writing is my ROAR. It’s how I curse the sky at whomever or whatever is up there. Even when there’s nothing at all. It’s me spitting on graves or dancing. Of course, it’s how I hurt myself the most with SIGH Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”

There’s this country song “If I Die Young” which says it best. For now, while my hands are busy in some disgusting ways. In my throat, Will Raises A Roar.

“A penny for my thoughts, oh no I’ll sell them for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’
Funny when you’re dead how people start listenin”’ ―If I Die Young

I Will Have No Fear

Log 279 ~Willing Delights, Willing Ends~

Shakespeare wrote about violent delights, have violent ends, and I know all about words being trouble. I’ll also try not to add any more hot actresses to my novel, looking at you, Dolores. Today is about survival, Willing Delights, Willing Ends.

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Log 279 ~Willing Delights, Willing Ends~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now but does money still have any value. Seeing it’s Friday at the moment, it always does, though in truth, I prefer words. I can’t tell you if I’m lying or not at present, but I’ll assume you’re ahead with Camp NaNoWriMo. Unlike Trump, I’ll own this failure. I should be doing 5000 words a day, of course. Wednesday, it was only around 3,300, yesterday barely 2000. I’m willing to start and ready to end, but it’s all that “work” in-between, you know.

When it’s your turn, well Sunday, how many words will you have and how many excuses? I don’t mean to dump all this stuff on you like you’re Lady Sophia. If I were to focus on today, it would be JSS “Just Survive Somehow.” That’s something for you to be excited about, the last episode of The Walking Dead. Sooner or later, THEY will get this Coronavirus (COVID-19) situation handled. You know how I talk to myself… case and point, but who are THEY these days. For some reason, I still trust my Olds, but I hate half of them. I love my country but hate the STUPIDS in charge. Yes, that word was warranted, given the current state of things. Still, for you, I want the best start, something that brings you joy. Funny I know, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Completed (Day 006 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
    1/2 Completed, Only One Email Alert
  6. I AM Finishing Editing My Latest Novella “The Eve of a Cherry
    Failed

I’m hoping for one if only the one but as I speak it’s day six, and I nearly broke again. You should have seen me yesterday besides not trying to think about Dirty Diana. There’s the fact that I added Eileen Kelly and Angie Varona to The Eve of A Cherry. I know, Camp NaNoWriMo season, so it’s always about books. I finished The Gargoyle, and I’m going to start Sex Zombies by S. Wolf. You’ll have to finish it, and do I have faith. Sad to say, today I don’t. Now yes, this is still my week, and I’m worried about urban warfare and buying supplies for me and My Dæmon. I can promise you we’ll be all set to see you and him through, and at least I’m looking at the future. I’m willing to make a start and what do I ask of you, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Reviewing Twenty “GULP” Poems
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Not Receiving Any Warnings From Norton About Security
  6. I AM Writing 25,000 Words, Camp NaNoWriMo “The Eve of a Cherry”

Find more books, remember Too Late by Colleen Hoover. I’ll say it once more JSS for Willing Delights, Willing Ends.

I Will Have No Fear