Log 014 ~Live Or Die, Your Choice~

Get busy living or well you know the alternative right and by now I should have a Master’s in ditch digging, though I truly wish I could be as smart as Jigsaw or even The Origami Killer, it’s more acceptable than my writing. Live Or Die, Your Choice.

Monday, July 15, 2019

Log 014 ~Live Or Die, Your Choice~

Ninety-Third Rule Madam Justice

I AM a Millionaire right now writing something else for my network. As always I dream of Pure Taboo, Fetish Network. The Passion Network, SBJ, TTB, Teen Starlet, and Honey-Cream.com. Don’t mind me and my list though, if I were Arya Stark, it would be more acceptable. Madam Justice that is my point today, the things that make us feel alive. People often look at the moments before death or fighting to stay alive. I’ll admit those work for me as well. Even more so if we’re talking about B III’s life, protecting him always.

It’s too damn easy to talk about the things that Make Me Wanna Die as the song goes. The day job, for example, you think that would be incentive enough to work harder. There are reasons I don’t visit my Olds. Know I rather die than feel STUPID. Even in my novel today. The Beast feared more for others than he does himself, and he knows he deserves death. What about the world as a whole? People live in fear, terror, and hate. We are told to be slaves and to accept it as the will of God. Some choose to die in all manners rather than take the life they were given or even picked. That’s my weakness, The Weapon Of Choice. No, it is in its failure or the fear of such. I still feel the guilt of my crimes, the things even today I continue to commit.

Now when it comes to my writing though Madam Justice, sometimes it’s not even a choice these days. Writings ownership, obligation, and okay. Almost every day, I mention Dennis Hof. He faced accusations of exploiting young women at his Ranches. You know Jimmy Stephens who does what thousands of photographers do. Only his models wear fewer clothes. There are others of course in various methods. I watch Trump, his attempts to destroy for women, and from his people, there is nothing but applause. People are fighting for the right to live to exist and what about me Madam Justice. I struggle to write the words Humping Happens Hannah. There is also Exercising Eager Elizabeth, and Satisfying Sinners Sophia, “wholly” original. I write books that will never see the light of day; I don’t ever live.

I talked about running before, how I hide under layers, I only leave if necessary. I go to the movies, more darkness. Who chooses, can’t I be human and beast; Live Or Die, Your Choice.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 010 ~Man Made Monsters Will~

The freaks come out at night as the song goes, so tonight I decided to stay in, though in the back of my mind there is a former brain surgeon taking advantage of a robot he built, though I’m more for “natural.” “Man Made Monsters Will”

Thursday, July 11, 2019

Log 010 ~Man Made Monsters Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Millionaire right now, which allows me to invest in Studio Fow. One of many interests, but as you know, I am one for the horror. Yes, my interest in Teratophilia is somewhat of a weird evolution. Considering I’ve written of the Dead, a Mold, and The Beast “ravishing” the living I’m only a man Dirty Diana, scary enough.

For women, it must be a regular house of horrors. This morning, of course, I caught myself looking in a mirror (shudders). Okay, not the direction I wanted to go in, but I have noticed a few gray hairs. One of the problems with getting old is I’ve seen too much; is that a problem? I was telling Indiana Gone about some old timer Disney memories, and back then I didn’t do fairytales. The thing is though I would DO Belle, I would tie up Elsa and fuck Anna. Am I sure I’m not a masochist torturing myself? I always liked the idea of Slave Jasmine, and I can continue. I’ve recounted the story enough that the first time I saw porn, I remember it was Hentai, Princess Ayeka naked. A return to innocence, hasn’t that always been my thing?

I’ve read the stories of guys hitting on Disney princesses in the park. Hell, there was that episode of TBBT where the girls dressed up as those fairytale pinups. Dangerous thoughts I know men transformed with primal lust. Only women have sought the fountain of youth more than any man. As for me, I only look forward when it comes to some dystopian society or hell I can go for aliens. It might seem strange how I write about women, and the idea of ordinary men being with them is a bit saddening. Plenty of books go along about healthy relationships. Others show the alpha male dynamic. Then you have either the older woman or the vulnerable young virgin. In my story, you have a man that rewrites DNA, a self-made prophet, and The Beast.

Monsters always get the girls, do you wonder why that is Dirty Diana? Yesterday I talked about what some have made me out to be, and you know how I hate to disappoint a pretty face. I know today hasn’t been so sexy but even my many monsters, these Tentacles need a day off. Loving My Man Made Monsters Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 009 ~Following Weirdos, Women, Willies~

For today I’m running from my writing though I have two thousand words down and I’m still a few days ahead of Camp NaNoWriMo, but I’ve wasted so much of my life, and B III should have better. Following Weirdos, Women, Willies

Wednesday, July 10, 2019

Log 009 ~Following Weirdos, Women, Willies~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM A Millionaire right now, and anybody that earns it doesn’t do it by being a follower. Well maybe that’s not true, Dennis Hof studied Dale Carnegie. Hugh Hefner knew the times; Jimmy Stephens knew how not to stay in jail.

They say the meaning of madness is doing the same thing over and over. How am I expecting different results always Inspector Echo? I also heard that Hell is repetition. So two years and one-week blogging, where am I? I’ve lost track of how many novels I’ve written for NaNoWriMo. I go to the Day Job, no promotions, no “pay raise,” hell I might as well not have a penis. Speaking of which I’m still dealing with “A&W” at the Day Job. Last time it was Colin Kaepernick and the Confederate Flag. What about telling my boss to quit touching me; I was about to say something sexist about women. I’m getting a taste of what it feels like to be B III, led around on a leash, or following along. All I can think about is running fast, but how do you outrun life.

I should ask all those women that run away from me always. Basic Bitch, Okay, The Rainbow Girl, MILF Dos let’s go back further. The Harmonic War, Momma K, The Sweetest, D Is For Destiny. I’m still going to work on my Pinterest boards, more sections, and a new girl has her board. As the song goes, “running is the story of my life,” and if I’m not chasing some girl, I’m ducking the law. There have been accusations of being Skeevy, Stalkerish. Oh my “favorite word” in the English language, stupid. I smiled today and caught myself in the mirror. Positive vibes I know but I stopped grinning. My motivations say you don’t chase dollars; you follow your purpose. Sort of like Inception, you know, getting women to take off their clothes without paying. Let’s say like making more than I’m spending. Time is not cheap by any means.

Neither is Brainbuddy, paying for something I don’t even use. Did I tell you my Life Tree went all the way to being a stick because of my porn viewing? Hell if my Willy pointed anywhere profitable screw a million. Ten Million, how about a billion dollars Inspector Echo. So forgive me for following the likes of Oldje, Marz, Talin Shields, hell all of humanity. I’m Following Weirdos, Women, Willies.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuWvY81wasE

I Will Have No Fear

Log 008 ~Will Has Heart BUM~

As far as I know Link and Princess Zelda never got married, of course, Luke found out Princess Leia was his sister and where was Nakia for T’Challa in the Avengers films, is it easier being a hero than a husband, Thy Art Courageous? Will Has Heart BUM

Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Log 008 ~Will Has Heart BUM~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Millionaire right now, and I owe it all to Zelda. What, can you fault a guy for wanting to name our daughter after a princess, Leia, Shuri, or Zelda. It worked for Robin Williams. I also have stock in the Legend of Zelda franchise and Quantic Dream. Now before I put you to sleep, though if I did, we wouldn’t be married ha; you know I love a good story. So, my Queen, I was thinking about how our love is an adventure. We keep going and going like something out of Final Fantasy until they get to FF “XXX…” sorry work related My Love.

Anyway, Link, (the protagonist for those who don’t know) is always chasing maybe three things. The Triforce, heart pieces, and his princess. Power, wisdom, and courage, I needed all three to have you by my side. I gave my whole heart to you, and every day, I find these pieces in everything I do with my life. All so I can give you more and our kids. You, of course, remain the reason, and even though I have you, I keep running. Am I afraid? Courage does not mean the absence of fear. I love you, but I keep thinking that I’ll always need something more. It’s like I’m forever opening a treasure chest and I’m praying I’ll find something there. When it was only me and B III, I felt like I was playing Heavy Rain seeing how far I would go for my son, to be his father.

I always find the strength, for him, for us, but I never know what’s next. The hearts will keep coming, the adventure will continue, and I’ll never get enough of you. Today I guess I’m asking myself why did Link get up in the first place. What did Princess Zelda see that said this boy, this man can find a way? Luke was a farm boy, T’Challa was his father’s son. What is it I want to say? I treasure you because, with all I had, I had nothing? It could be that love cannot be hidden. How about happily ever after isn’t only that, the prince keeps going, the warrior continues to fight. The princess, the queen, isn’t always a damsel in distress. A man can be a hero and love but my chest, Will Has Heart BUM.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 007 ~Your Business Always Comes First~

My business is here, the first week down of the new blog year but I should be thinking about the word count for my novel amongst other things, publishing one of my poetry books at some point. Your Business Always Comes First.

Monday, July 8, 2019

Log 007 ~Your Business Always Comes First~

Ninety-Second Rule Madam Justice

I AM a Millionaire right now because I mind my business. Now I mean this in three ways, what makes me my money (or should). I don’t get involved with other people. Lastly, I need to stop with all of my comparisons to others too.

I’m pretty proud of myself for last night, as I said I wasn’t going to bed until I had Five Thousand words. Madam Justice I got it done but what about tonight? I don’t want to dream about it, the Day Job and all. Speaking of which, somebody asked me did I like organizing, have you looked at my Pinterest? There’s also the fact that I have a weird system for keeping track of all of my files. Now that was close; I’m attempting to stop with all of the negativity these days. Staying up late and working hard seems to have the desired effect. Yes, more reason all my future career plans can happen in bed or some comfy warm spot. Lessons from B III now talk about someone who always has his nose somewhere so he can know.

Madam Justice that brings me to people and the truth is, I don’t care. Isn’t that saying something? Not this blog but my novels, my fiction, and poetry that’s what I want out. People today make talking synonymous with breathing. A somewhat fact I shared today with the pretty girl. One of my motivations puts a new spin on the story of Socrates and the man who wanted knowledge. Now I’ll tell you I’m not looking for love but money and a good time. Only as a practicing Dominant ha, one of the first lessons is caring for one’s submissive Madam Justice. I couldn’t help myself but keep track of her work-related injuries. Makes me a hypocrite when I said I don’t focus on other people. Again the rule says MY business comes first always.

Still, I want to know how other people did it, how many times do I mention Dennis Hof and his brothels? Jimmy Stephens and Group Five, that man knew trouble. The Corpse of Anna Fritz, whoever made that had to be considered sick. For the record, I might be ripping that off, not the story but a particular scene for my novel. Hell, that’s my business to learn how to survive everyone else’s but accurate. Your Business Always Comes First.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 003 ~Bang The Will Slowly~

I can’t stop, and I do mean writing my novel ha, fortunately, I got 4,600 words down before all the fireworks, and I left off with a sex scene in a bombed out city so thank you July 4th fireworks. “Bang The Will Slowly.”

Thursday, July 4, 2019

Log 003 ~Bang The Will Slowly~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but I wouldn’t waste any of that on FIREWORKS. Happy Independence Day except for my addiction. As Negan would put it, “Today was a productive damn day.” Four thousand six hundred words added to my nameless novel. Only I didn’t look at porn, though I did find a site called “Oldje.” No, I didn’t go to it but damn Pinterest as always, I broke my streak because of girls like Audrey. Let’s be real though, after my nap; it was an Oldje and cosplay Wendy.

You remember the fast food joint from Saint’s Row, “Freckle Bitch’s? That’s what the cosplay girl made me think of and also Court With Confidence. When you’re writing a story, it’s somewhat unbelievable what you come up with sometimes. Limitless somehow when you’re pulling all these references from everywhere. It can be scary considering I cut off a man’s dick because he didn’t want to save his wife. How about and here’s an important plot point a man doesn’t want to get rough with his wife. It turns out the executioner’s wife is a robot, and he doesn’t want her to know. Of course, he went all out on one of his victims, leaving her in a pool of cum. The tattoo artist is also in love with robotic Audrey.

I don’t know what it is about some girls but for now other than gangbangs and executions the sex is pretty tame. Four chapters in; what am I waiting for you ask? Well, I set my alarm for something, but it turns out there was no need. My motivations say you can’t be patient for the things you want, which brings me back to how much I got done today. Yes, in bed but I’m taking the win. With today I’m at 9,800 which is nice heading into 50,000, I could even skip a day. No I won’t go giving myself ideas, I need those for, my story filled sex romp. If I weren’t so tired I would be looking up all those sites I’m going to beat out one day. What’s that about Rome not being built in a day. Still, they were fantastic for an orgy. They borrowed from the Greeks and aren’t I with my tools of the gods. If only I could keep mine in the toolbox; Bang The Will Slowly.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 002 ~Other Than Writing Will~

Always more worries and chief amongst them this month will be writing, Camp NaNoWriMo having started up again and I’m already five thousand words in but what about everything else. Other Than Writing Will.

Wednesday, July 3, 2019

Log 002 ~Other Than Writing Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I Am A Millionaire right now and also The Tenth Man. If that sounds familiar, it’s Rule 262 Remember, Be The 10th Man. Now all my motivations are contrary to this rule. From fear, worry, regret, etc. The Tenth Man is preparation for some failure, worst-case scenario. Some are waiting for that other shoe to drop, but I put one foot in front of the other. That’s why I’m so disappointed in myself today. It’s only day two of this new series, and I’m fucking up (LANGUAGE).

Yes as always I’m worried about my new nameless novel. Don’t get me wrong, another 1,700 words down, so I’m keeping up with Camp NaNoWriMo. You check the time though, and where did it go; porn I can no longer deny. Now I did strike up a conversation with the pretty girl at work. Seems right that when I last left my novel, they were about to cut a man’s dick off. The Pillar and the stones as they would say in Game Of Thrones, of course, I haven’t had time for anything. My point is I’m “trying” not to worry about my novel, and so I create more things that cause more upset. What about my email, I still remember the days of AOL and being excited? Nowadays I have sixty and think no big deal as long as I’m not getting myself hacked.

B III continues to thrive though Dad is always working in one way or another. Even in my dreams, I thought something happened to Cherry, and when I woke up, she’s okay. Still didn’t stop me from checking Twitter and didn’t I say I know way too many people? At least tomorrow I’ll have one thing less to do, and that’s pretty sad considering. Tomorrow is going to be a huge chunk of writing and even now well here we go. What about wrestling which I fell asleep on two nights in a row. Everything is taking a backseat to Camp NaNoWriMo. Can I even tell you what my story is about, I’m sure I have it written down somewhere? Same shit (LANGUAGE) different year with the blog. My problem is I’m not focusing on being #1 and before I forget, July 4th, BBQ maybe?

My Olds or my cooking ability ha? I’m sorry I fail once to “succeed” somewhere well Other Than Writing Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 001 ~A Will Date Night~

First off Happy Anniversary to me, two years of blog posts, every single day and starting Camp NaNoWriMo, so if you ask me why I don’t have a girl, as the song goes Everyday, I’m Hustling and even if I had one. “A Will Date Night”

Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Log 001 ~A Will Date Night~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Millionaire right now so our anniversary should be something even more epic. Is it cute or all kinds of creepy that I put more thought into our wedding day that our first date? Star Wars, The Hunger Games, Divergent, The Walking Dead, Article 5 I could continue. My movie list or reading list. No surprise now that I’m a bit of a homebody, even with multiple millionaire dollar homes. What was it I said about not building my bedroom on each of my business properties. You know, I will.

Anyway, we’re going out tonight and not to the movies, a museum, or anywhere muted. For someone who loves music, it’s something about concerts or places with live music that irks me. Restaurants, well I’m still mourning the loss of Seafood & Chicken Box, but there is always the Red Lantern. I’ve said often enough if I ever mention caviar go ahead and shoot me, please. I’m not much for some drinks as my friends will tell you, yet we have full wine cellars. My most romantic destinations are always in books. A vacation on our anniversary is one thing but what about other days.

People say you want to know how boring you are, let them ask about your hobbies. Again I retreat to the quiet places, libraries, book stores, a walk through the woods. There we go with that creepy factor now. I want to show you off, not like a trophy or anything but your what inspires me always. A night beneath the stars sounds a tad better than a night surrounded by them. We have a full theater room, but I only want to sit on the couch and watch something. Every Saturday and this is a constant, but I want to lie in bed with you and listen to nuclear pop for three hours. I want private hotel rooms with room service. Video Games but wait what’s my age again and nothing to do with sports titles. Where did I find you babydoll, or was it the other way around?

First dance at the wedding or did we have a lightsaber duel, both equally hilarious coming from me right? Karaoke or a poetry reading, again my attempts at humor. Still, it is our anniversary, and every day I love you more. Oh, Nothing on a boat, A Will Date Night.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 365 ~You Gain Respect Through Actions~

Two years of blogging every single day, how’s that for commitment, but most of the things I write and the things I do on the daily; I know honestly I don’t have many people’s respect for sure. You Gain Respect Through Actions

Monday, July 1, 2019

Episode 365 ~You Gain Respect Through Actions~

Ninety-First Rule Madam Justice

I AM a Millionaire right now, and I have two years of blogging in the bag, so congratulations are in order. Today is also day damn one of Camp NaNoWriMo, and I have 1700 words down so far. I’m not keeping all of my commitments, but I have had more wins than losses, that’s enough. I didn’t go off on people at the Day Job. Somehow or another, I helped someone. Now while I hate the state of politics, it did help me talk to a “pretty” girl. I’m more into boobs, but butts are a close second Madam Justice.

Did I lose your respect, talk politics you’re right but getting in someone’s pants? Being real dear Madam Justice, I can’t say most of my actions are respectable. I’m still not waking up on time; I’m late with the writing and the reading. The thing is I said I would start NaNoWriMo and I got that done, and a woman doesn’t take me for an idiot. Well, one because if you knew the things I’ve been thinking about MILF Dos lately? Am I lying to Brainbuddy as well? It’s not like I’m going to XVideos, Pornhub, or Motherless. I have seen more boobs than I care to admit to and hell, I’m writing erotica again what did you expect. If anything, I want to gain credibility with myself and with my last story and this one? I AM committed to writing you know Madam Justice.

Nobody at the Day Job respects me, but I’m not giving them any reason to either. The problem is the actions; I don’t want to be the hardest worker in the room at the Day Job. Now I do want to be a hell of a writer and counting the blog I write four books a year. It could be as I said I want to respect myself. I would even say I want B III to see me as somebody. For now, I’m only a tired meanie who is not looking up actual porn. How about the fact that the people I surround myself with, well it wouldn’t mean anything if I had their respect. The businesses I dream of running aren’t what they call respectable. My actions though, trusting myself. Working as I did today, every second, I resist temptation. I know Madam Justice; I have to sigh You Gain Respect Through Actions.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 361 ~Will Of The Moment~

The first days I realized a girl could make me feel anything but fear and now as an “adult” *snickers* hell what kind of man “should” will I be and anybody that says “be yourself” deserves a spanking. Will Of The Moment

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Episode 361 ~Will Of The Moment~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but an epiphany can come cheap. Now I know what you’re thinking, that one moment, my senior year of high school. To think that had nothing to do with sex. The second, of course, has everything to do with it, feeling, control, and my wisdom.

I’m a dominant, a sadist, and a rich man. Even with all that, I am still afraid. So what’s wrong with one moment of freedom? Someone said that not all people use their freedom responsibly. My philosophy remains you can do what you want as long as you don’t harm others. I still think of when my “big sister” told me you don’t build a strip club next to a school. True enough, but people would rather have my fear of their fear. Think “Prayers For Bobby” or “Me Before You.” I must be unhappy for others to be happy. What makes me happy is sex, but that’s not allowed. With all the monsters roaming the Earth I’m looked at as one. My novels, studies, these words Dirty Diana give but a moment of freedom. The thing is one can become obsessed, a junkie even.

“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
Oscar Wilde

Doesn’t sound sexy I know, I’m still on Brainbuddy. Now, as it says above, sex is about power, and above all else, that’s what I want. Power without sex; well, let’s skip the philosophical, political, painstaking research. “Deliciae Dolor” The Pleasure of Pain in the book or Delight Pain by Google Translate. My pleasure comes from the pain of others. Again I reiterate the fact that I’m versed in “Safe, Sane, Consensual” (SSC). Also, “Risk-aware consensual kink” (RACK). What I’m getting at is what gets me off the fastest, not that I’m one for leaving a woman wanting. The difference between The Handmaid’s Tale and Whitney Wright in Angelic Bride To Anal Angel. (I didn’t watch any of it). I guess that doesn’t make me any different than most people ha.

My fetishes make me fearless, except trying to explain them. The acts give me a type of control in lives that I never see in mine. The wisdom, if you only knew Dirty Diana. Most supervillains are certified geniuses. Dennis Hof ran gas stations before brothels and Jimmy Stephens well he knows the law well. I only want to forget everything, but I still deny myself Will Of The Moment.

I Will Have No Fear