I want to tell you I got a solid eight hours of sleep if anything I want to start reading again and recounting what I learned at night, instead of going over old stories, and what about my life story? “Will’s Story Later On.”
Friday, November 29, 2019
Log 151 ~Will’s Story Later On~
Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now and a liar, I suppose. Today I’m not sure how many I told from being out of a particular product. How about that someone else will pick up a bunch of Barbie dolls. It could be the smile I had to wear. Never mind the one on feeling any better. Now Lady Sophia, I am a fiction writer, well not today, story over and done with yesterday. I should still sign in with NaNoWriMo, I owe them a lot, making it.
Bills are only stories of the people you owe. Don’t ask me where that came from Lady Sophia. I’ve said this before, but I still NEED to get Indiana Gone a Birthday gift and one for her Wedding. Money is the story of things you did. Well, that explains how little I’m paid or not at all. There’s also the fact that I’m not that proud of those things. My life to this point is, if anything, one long list of bad reviews. So you ask me can I do better and I spend one month attempting that. M Anime asked me to tell her the story about Indiana Gone’s Wedding. I couldn’t even share that story of love or my “COURAGE.” Still, I have plans to be that father who reads stories to his kids at night. Besides telling My Dæmon, I love him every time I leave the house; I can’t even say Good Morning to my “Pancake.”
What stories can I tell you then? Last year it was the ant invasion, this year it’s my ear being stopped up. It could be that my leg hurts as the Dæmon is sleeping on it still. I wasted the whole day napping because Black Friday sucks, and no, I wasn’t shopping. Like Carol from The Walking Dead, dealing with younglings is not my forte. Keeping track though I finished a 50,000-word book, neither is staying on task. I’m still watching TWD Reactions. I’m thinking about being “corrected” by Fandom Spotlite, aka The Governor. Do you know what I wished for this day? I wanted to start writing up bios, starting with the scientist from The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono. Oh yeah, that’s another reminder that somebody tried to friend me on Facebook for my writing. But, I’ve lost followers.
Of course, that’s another story or Will’s Story Later On.
I Will Have No Fear