Tag: Fearful

Log 004 ~Give Me 5000 Will~

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How long have I been up in one way or another and by the time I finish this it will be a new day, so why am I still writing, as the song goes the love of the art or my motivations on Discipline, how about I have nowhere else to go. Give Me 5000 Will.

Friday, July 5, 2019

Log 004 ~Give Me 5000 Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but I still need to hustle. Do you see what time it is but I put down another Five Thousand words today and why? I told myself I was going to and I’m not getting paid anything. Can we not talk about DIMES money or women?

Unfortunately, the list of women I owe apologies to grows ever longer. Audrey, Savannah Chrisley, such and such who got me to start a blog. A cosplayer who is also a cyber playmate, to name only a few. I wonder if I wasn’t writing about sex, would this process be quicker. When I first thought up writing novels, it never took this long. As always Lady Sophia, I am a traditionalist when it comes to NaNoWriMo so Fifty Thousand Words. Can’t say they are worth anything, though, each chapter having a “sex scene.” Comes off as a hastily written wet dream but again what time is it? I was so busy fighting off a certain kind of feels, and then there’s eating. True enough let’s say an NPC decides to taste the Cosplayer rather than only receive a blowjob. With these Chapter Titles, you know:

We Pretend That We’re Lead
Ass The Face Of Pen
A Type Of Unsolicited Dick
The Shades That Paint Her
Shaved Crayon In The Box
The Skin He Lives In

The first five chapters are writing implements. Now the next will be canvases, and five more will be types of writers. Do I dare still call it Erotica or let’s go with only porn? The novel today doesn’t have a real name, but The Faces of Momus is a stand-in for now. I’m sure I told you before, but it’s about a man that has faces carved onto his back. Each carving and tattoo is of one of his victims. It’s starting to sound a bit like Into The Badlands meets Glass. You can also throw in a bit of Sick Fux by Tillie Cole. You know the Hyde Persona. When we last left our “heroes,” Audrey has to convince the cosplayer to have sex with the tattoo artist. Also who the Cosplayer works for is the man that will not die, The Dragon “Prophet.”

I can’t tell you where the story is going; the world has a mind of its own. Characters talk too much; Give Me 5000 Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 362 ~You Writing A Will~

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I’ve never been the hero of my story and no wonder I’m so tired, writing what everyone else would make me out to be; the difference between enjoying writing and hating myself for it daily. “You Writing A Will?”

Friday, June 28, 2019

Episode 362 ~You Writing A Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but I want to leave my future family with more. Yesterday I was 51% Dead 49% Living, well I did talk to Dirty Diana. If anything I was only alive from the time it took me to turn into Leonard from Big Bang Theory: A XXX Parody. No, I didn’t watch it, but that hasn’t stopped me from wasting valuable “sexual” energies on other things. Am I still going on and on about my Pinterest boards? 120 Sections, that’s 119 girls the last being chicks tied up in ribbons and sashes.

I’ve said it before the true stories of depravity, desire, and deviants, always get me going. Fucked Up I know (LANGUAGE). Speaking of which I might go to see Avengers: Endgame again with all the extras. I want to be the man that finishes what he starts, but that too would be put in the fiction section. These days Lady Sophia the story is, I wake up, work if I must, sleep, and come up with dirty names for women. Of course, that wouldn’t matter if I was a woman or I was looking at millions. Could my compilation of poetry get me those millions? Of course, I take a look at my Enormous Penis. Talk about having some positivity today. I have pants on finally; it’s payday, B III is his usual self. Don’t say I’m never grateful for the things I do have.

I have naughty ideas for my next story though the last novel I wrote remains nameless. It’s impressive when I can come up with all sorts of names. Teaching Tight Tatum, Atop Amateur Ashton, Misunderstood Missionary Megan (Homer drools). I’ll own that brothel yet and make Dennis Hof proud. Hell, I’ll know infamy like Jimmy Stephens. I don’t bother with my “father,” but that’s something I can’t bring myself to erase, his friend request. His story would play out better than the two men I mentioned. Family man, the beautiful wife, paying for a Ne’er-do-well son, churchgoer, upstanding American. No, I will instead be a brothel-owning, babe banging, model hiring, Republican. Trying to stay out of jail, that is winning.

I want to write a story of a dream made a reality, I’ll tell it in print, in checks, contracts, covers, and of course NDA’s. For now, though my life needs a few edits. You ask, You Writing A Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 355 ~Will We Be Heroes~

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What do you want to be someday and I don’t think a father ever made my list but maybe a Power Ranger, and now I want to be a PIMP but in my dreams what did I become I’m still asking? Will We Be Heroes

Friday, June 21, 2019

Episode 355 ~Will We Be Heroes~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, which is why B III is sleeping on my lap. How much do I want to relax after today’s events? Last night wasn’t any easier; strange dreams. You see one more reason I don’t have nightmares usually is because I’m the monster. I was plenty scared today and last night. Well, long story short, I don’t know what hero I was Lady Sophia. They were all there, Captain America, Spiderman, Black Panther, others. The thing is though in the dream, in a book of heroes, I couldn’t find myself at all.

Now forgive my BLASPHEMY, but for a moment I thought I was Stan Lee. How dare I but I don’t ever write about heroes. You know what they say about heroes and legends. Of course, there has to be someone there to write about all their great deeds. What heroic actions did I take today other than saving my son from a tummy ache? How about facing down people and not killing them? How about going back to Taco Bell after complaining. Somehow keeping my shit together (LANGUAGE) looks like Captain America is back. In my dream, the deed I remember is Spiderman escaping a house explosion. I swear up to the moment I woke up; I was trying to identify myself. I’m an Employee, Father, Consumer, Writer, so what’s wrong with this picture, Sophia.

Is that a question I should be asking today? My panic over B III kept me from worrying about other things. Take, for example, the Gallery List I didn’t share. I was probably reading the wrong book and should have gone looking for villains. That’s how I see myself at work sometimes when as CJ put it, I listen to that hardcore gangsta shit (LANGUAGE). I still have my list of would-be evildoers, according to society. In the end, though I’ll always see myself as the worst. Only I don’t remember any criminals in my dream. There was fire though that reminds me of my novel, Apocalypse Rush. Even so, I met some evil people today. Well one of them did help Triple B so how can I consider that man terrible? Have I failed my little boy once again?

Which brings me back to Stan Lee and how he would only watch. I moved when I had to do what was right. I was a father, but still, I ask, Will We Be Heroes.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 348 ~The Will Of Three~

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At one point in life, I wanted to be a journalist when I couldn’t hack it “In The Navy” I became even more of a poet and stuck with it, then I started writing full-fledged stories, what became of those men. The Will Of Three but no writing this week.

Friday, June 14, 2019

Episode 348 ~The Will Of Three~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now. Only if I were to tell you the story of how I made my first million? Yes, I’m a bit fuzzy on that part, and I can’t blame other stories either. I’m reminded a bit of school when the answer was always I don’t want to talk about it to everybody.

Of course, my stories these days center around my three biggest sins. Again we start with LUST; I’ve been working on my virtual harem the past few days. Still not counting it as porn, Pinterest. You’re not Inspector Echo but again a sin that got me kicked off. I’ve lost myself in one of my heroes lately dying to know how he started up. If it’s not that, it’s The Handmaid’s Tale, why do I find that show so sexy? I guess anything can be when you’re on NO FAP and these days are rough. Strangely though my anger has again stayed squarely with me though I’m sure I frightened two more women. One more reason to make money but we will get to that. I haven’t even read a whole lot of Beauty in the Broken, and it’s great. No, I’m busy deciding between Madeline Brewer’s singing and Sydney Sweeney being the good girl.

Bad boys get good girls, which brings me to my GREED as always. I did get to share a story about B III since he got his nails trimmed. Speaking of sharing the wealth I did donate to a cause but not because of it. No, I’m still running around playing Trump saying that’s the way the world is. Luckily for me, I’m not taking over yet. I wish I could say I was only helping a friend, yeah a woman I saw naked once upon a time. Couldn’t I make more money if I published my book? No Lady Sophia I haven’t thought about Outskirts Press to be cheated.

The world is full of remarkable stories and didn’t I bring up Trump. Now that’s the same old story; white men get away with everything. I don’t mean to get racial considering my views on Interracial Sex. If anything that’s the least of my problems, same as LBGTQ. Love stories are all the same, so why bother with my SLOTH? I have so many tales Lady Sophia, you know that but The Will Of Three.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 341 ~The Story Will Move~

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If you only knew how difficult this was to write, hell I would be better off talking about serial killers instead of being reminded of long ago wars, not Vietnam, now WWI or WWII I respect those soldiers but what about these men. The Story Will Move.

Friday, June 7, 2019

Episode 341 ~The Story Will Move~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, and as I said, it will move to a billion, then a trillion. The word will become something I’ve never heard or can let alone pronounce. As much as I like writing, it’s like I’m living in “1984” seeking their eradication. “The Handmaid’s Tale” yet again? Today I was reading up on the “Sons Of Jacob.” Excuse me the Republican Party, speaking of being silenced by YouTube. Now don’t hate me My Lady, but I agree in these days we must be FEARFUL of our words.

Now yes I’m a sellout, I’m up for selling any word that moves me ahead. Benjamin Franklin, Ulysses S. Grant, Andrew Jackson, talk about forward. There are reasons though I know Carlos Simon-Timmerman, Jimmy Stephans, Bill Clinton ha. Why I aspire to be Dennis Hof, Larry Flynt, Hugh Hefner, what about Jimmy again? Donald Trump is the worse, but I don’t hate him for sleeping with porn stars and playmates. Indeed, Lady Sophia of the crimes I know, “speaking” about women well it depends. I’ve said it before, he speaks of destroying souls, his hate seeks to engulf the world.

His story takes us back as the narrator said in the Twilight Zone of those who want to turn the Earth into a graveyard. You know I am one even to check my language. Only like the word LOVE, swearing is far too often. Lies are as well, and fiction isn’t lying, for a time it is somebody’s truth we can share. It’s why I’m a poet, a novelist; I am going to be published. The truth will set you free, but somehow it’s like moving to a zoo. You can only go so far, Lady Sophia. So where will my words take me? Again Everything and Everywhere to Everyone

What about everyone, Mr. Timmerman was arrested for “Little Lupe the Innocent.” Jimmy Stephens took a hit for True Teen Babes. Bill Clinton faced impeachment for a bit because of an intern’s blowjob. Dennis Hof owned brothels. Larry Flynt took bullets for interracial pornography. Hugh Hefner got the Playboy Mansion. Jimmy again set the stage for beautiful young women. Not one of these men did any harm, Clinton was President, and now we got Trump. I’m not looking to move into the White House or a prison cell. I ride words, The Story Will Move.

I Will Have No Fear