Log 157 ~Will’s Rey Of Sunshine~

I swear I was all over the place today, still getting high off of Cherry Blossom fumes, the only thing Star Wars has ever done wrong by me, have me daydreaming about Rey instead of paying attention to anything else. “Will’s Rey Of Sunshine”

Thursday, December 5, 2019

Log 157 ~Will’s Rey Of Sunshine~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but that’s still not enough to build a Death Star for myself. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, yes, I fully intend to live up to that warning today. Thursday is supposed to be a good day, but please allow me to get some things off my chest. First, someone honked at me this morning, no big deal, right? Well, I gave the driver the finger for starters. Of course, as I was going up the hill, I saw the sun and from one wrong moment to the next SIGH. I thought of the Basic Bitch, oh I dropped some Cherry Blossom candle mess at the Day Job. Finally, I again sucked, being the boss, but okay enough.

If you’re a Star Wars Fan as you know, I am, well Rey is hot as Hell. I could also tell you a few stories about Rei Hino from Sailor Moon (Homer Drool). You know, should I blame Rey for dropping that Cherry Blossom stuff today? Yes, I’m trying to be positive, but that’s yet another thing. For example, I said hi to a girl, and she said I scared her; I mean, it was only the surprise of it all. I should let this stuff go, I know, and it sounds easy enough to do Dirty Diana. Still, I’m damned either way, so why bother? Is that what today’s about, comparison, something like Kaori Saeki vs. Maejima Kaori. Now that takes me back, remember my Girls of the Week. Only I’ve stuck with this blog two years longer, something to be proud of some.

For the record, though, I’m still a brunette fan. I even told Brook Logan that. “Adult Supervision Required – Scene 2” yep that broke my NO FAP streak. Which I honestly must get back to somehow. Complaints never stop, do they? I read somewhere when you quit; your voice gets deeper. Dammit if I go to McDonald’s one more time, and someone calls me Ma’am again? It’s also not helping that I got that Hot For The Holidays novel. I’m not even close to finishing the book I have. How can I justify going to see the new Star Wars movie with sexy Rey at all? Looking for the sunshine, hell look at what time it is; Day Job’s killing me.

Other than FUCK, well Diana, where’s Will’s Rey Of Sunshine?

I Will Have No Fear

Log 156 ~Addict Up, Mr. Will~

Show gratitude isn’t that right, and if I’m sleeping more then my ear must not be bothering me as much, I didn’t even mention it today, but of course, I’m always complaining about something. Addict Up. Mr. Will

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Log 156 ~Addict Up, Mr. Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and I am asleep. Today I want to talk about my addiction. No, not “The Addiction” that’s for a possible Thursday and not “Family-Friendly.” Lest I forget I’ll break into Will’s Most Hated Words. Anyway, I don’t want to offend any former addicts, or indeed the general populace. It was only yesterday my “Grand Mommy” was called by hackers using my name, saying I had a DUI, the grandparent scam. I hardly ever drink, I don’t smoke, I’m not even a fan of coffee, you know.

Will’s Hated Words:

  1. Skeevy
  2. Stupid
  3. Merge
  4. Happy
  5. Family-Friendly
  6. Just Kidding
  7. Tease
  8. Freak

Coming soon, a top ten but for now my addiction. SLEEP Inspector Echo that is my sin. You ask me how is that a sin, aren’t I a “normal” American? I hate talking about the Day Job. I’m ashamed though, for two days I stayed awake, the third I felt drugged, today I’m under the covers. Everyday Inspector Echo, I listen to Eric Thomas railing about sleep. Then I come in, get something in my system, and promptly pass out. Talk about staying hungry if it keeps me awake. No, I choose to sleep over everything. I was late with my Dæmon’s meds because I wanted to sleep. Did I do any reading today? The pillow was calling my name. What time is it now that I’m talking to you? Oh, and I missed Cherry too because I am exhausted.

I talk about being an American with a job, but I’m also an adult. It never matters how I sleep; I only want so much more. Again there is one thing that keeps me going indefinitely, but I can’t go there. One more reason sleep serves as a substitute, or I could talk about violence. Yeah, I wanted to play some Far Cry 5, but I’m hoping to stay awake so that I can watch NXT. My Dæmon nowadays is an enabler, but he’s old. If anything, I should stay awake to enjoy being his dad for as long as I can. The kids say I should stay WOKE about the issues of the day. What about my writing, didn’t I say I wanted my book published by the end of the year? Good luck with that, as if right?

Sorry, Addict Up, Mr. Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 155 ~Is Will “GULP” Gray~

I like that song from Seal, Kiss From A Rose, and I fear I’m going gray, as the morning didn’t lie, or maybe I dreamed it up I am so tired these days, I hope I’m not so old when I find her. Is Will “Gulp” Gray?

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Log 155 ~Is Will “GULP” Gray~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now like the alphas in most of the books I read. Now here’s a confession for you, I didn’t get into a “specific” genre until I read E.L. James’s works. You know My Love I’m a traditionalist. No Man Cave but The Study. I’m not one for a bunch of lights. If there’s anything “modern” about me, while I still keep paper copies of books, nothing beats a Kindle. So what am I going on about today, well it all started when I looked in the mirror.

I still hate mirrors as if I’m a vampire or something. Back in my day, vampires were scary, not that I have anything against Blade or Twilight. Speaking of fangs, My Dæmon wears his age well, doesn’t he? Any day now, he’s going to spout a beard, or all his hairs will turn to gray.

One more thing that will happen before I ever let you meet my “father.” The Dead don’t walk the Earth, yet. Won’t Indiana Gone be pleased? I told her that there would be WALKERS before I got married. Anyway, I fear if you met my “dad,” I would be dead to you. My mom is great; you could talk to my sister but, my dad? “I didn’t know Tony” had a son” I’ve heard that my entire life. The strange thing is I have listened to worse, that’s why I don’t lie. If I were the “Lord Of War” you would know what I do baby doll. Do I keep personal and business life separate? Of course, we have two-legged children. Still, I even keep my fur-baby somewhat sheltered. However, my point is also Indiana Gone didn’t think my father looked half bad. I’m not the jealous type I mean; the Devil has many colors.

Is that why I like black so much? Okay, that brings me back to the mirror this morning. SIGH, I found gray hairs. Baby girl, I’m an old man. It’s not just that though, between my ear, which I bring up every day and too much light? I don’t wear sweaters, but I’m always in a hoody. I’m figuring out money though we have billions. What about the news? I’m keeping up with everything. Most of the novels I write while fiction are almost biographies.

Still, I’m your old man right; Is Will Gulp Gray.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 154 ~Heroes Die Or Must Watch~

Last week I talked about being hurt, you know who gets a lot of that, heroes unless you’re Superman maybe and at this stage in the game I’m far more Marvel than DC, that’s the truth, but I’m also no hero. Heroes Die Or Must Watch.

Monday, December 2, 2019

Log 154 ~Heroes Die Or Must Watch~

Hundred And Thirteenth Rule

Madam Justice,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I’m no hero. Well, sure, I walked my Dæmon around a pretty big dog today. I might have stopped following people on Twitter because I want to be a better man. So what I had a big lunch today and I’m fighting off sleep. Madam Justice, I wouldn’t mind being the hero, but I’m not. Wasn’t I telling Cherry the other day about Climate Change and how people should worry and be fearful? What am I doing to save the Earth? How about a friend who’s hurting? I wouldn’t help merely out of the kindness of my heart, sad to say?

As one rule goes, Heroes Die. If that’s the case, I want to live. Yes, I heard what I said, and to be clear, I’m not a doctor either. I should stop talking about my ear before I end up like Left Ear from The Italian Job. We’ll get back to my love of movies later. One more thing I’m thinking about is charity. I’m sure you’ve heard me say it before, but I only give to animals and NaNoWriMo. Madam Justice, I will never understand why the least amongst us are always asked to pay. There are people with billions that don’t even pay taxes. One day I will stop repeating myself, but I told you before my aunt said I wanted to destroy the world. Why would I do anything like that, there’s no profit in that undertaking. I’m also not Ozymandias; Talk about a hero to villain.

Okay, so movies, name one where the world became a utopia? Heroes fight, but they will be fighting forever, leaving wars to their children. You know, depending on the circumstances, I can watch pain. I read the His Dark Materials series, and they talk about building the Republic of Heaven where they are. It’s no place else but here and now Madam Justice. I don’t want to destroy the world, but I don’t think I can save it either. How about one more movie, The Core. A scientist was trying to keep his family; only three people alive because it was too much to save everyone. You know I would die for my Dæmon no question but to give him and a family a future? Down With President Trump. Black Lives Matter, whatever Greta Thunberg goes on about but me?

Heroes Die Or Must Watch

I Will Have No Fear

Log 153 ~Seven Hours To Will~

Today was a change, a considerable amount of sleep, the Day Job only sucked half as much because it was half a day, and I’m finding it hard to complain, now I couldn’t say that with a straight face. “Seven Hours To Will”

Sunday, December 1, 2019

Log 153 ~Seven Hours To Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and as Tony Baker would say, “keep that same energy playboy.” When you woke up this day, how did you feel? Sure, you’ve had a better night’s sleep, but this one was Heaven sent a real miracle. Should we go over the standard, eye allergy, ear stoppage, and other things brought to you by the letter E?

Today was A half-day at the Day Job that could have gone in a different direction. Let me say this, my friend, DO NOT ENGAGE, we have rules and reasons about this, listen to them.

How about listening to your heart? Well, you’re here writing, and that’s a start. The Dæmon is off punishment and napping beside you. That’s another thing, how much sleep do you plan on getting tonight? Do you plan on being healthy, a fridge full of food? Financially speaking, how are you doing; MILF Dos and Brooke Logan. You’re always one to be family-friendly, one woman is only for you, the other people look-up at their peril. Now isn’t that something, looking up, and I don’t mean how you killed the last few hours. I’ve already said, you’re eating clean, etching a better portfolio, even found time to sleep. Of course, you know what that leads to, considering NaNoWriMo is over. You did 50,100 words for a novel. You can add 12,000 with our conversations but still 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 Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”
    Failed

If you only added up how big this list is Will? Take last night, for example; you began playing Far Cry 5. How many times did you die in, let’s say five minutes? Detroit: Become Human was way different, and there is still Heavy Rain. You didn’t forget about the car, did you, but of course, you had a good excuse, McDonald’s. Remember, you didn’t dance with the bride, so let’s not do the U Name It Challenge. Funny though this isn’t what was keeping you up, again, what reason do you have to complain? One more reason you were sleeping because when you’re not crapping on how much the world sucks? Yeah, you were talking to Cherry, who is not one for the world is doomed mentality. Neither are you Will, 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 Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”

Currently, you have five hours before bed, so do me a favor and make those count. Should it be easy? Eat something, TWD, Gaming, Shower SIGH Seven Hours To Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 150 ~How Will Pantsed NaNoWriMo~

Keep your pants on I finally won NaNoWriMo for this year, but about them pants, well I did order my winning T-Shirt, and how I wish I could say on this holiday there was a reason or a how-to on how to celebrate. “How Will Pantsed NaNoWriMo”

Thursday, November 28, 2019

Log 150 ~How Will Pantsed NaNoWriMo~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and also a NaNoWriMo winner. Now, Dirty Diana, I suppose I should say Happy Thanksgiving or how I love my Mama. Thanksgiving dinner is on the way, so of course, My Dæmon is pretty damn excited. So what gets me all worked up or indeed who. Well, today I don’t want to be, again I finished my book and ordered my new T-Shirt. It’s too bad NaNoWriMo doesn’t sell pants, I would probably keep them on then, don’t you think.

Anyway, what was the question, yeah, how I finished the book? Now I don’t mean to creep you out but three words, The Screwfly Solution. What I mean is, I traded one vice for the other. Instead of characters having sex, I settled for death. If by some miracle, I ever published The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono? Blood would be more acceptable than other fluids. Should I give away the “ending” Dirty Diana? Red hair, blood, stop lights, but no big guy in red, or noses. Of course, you know I never stop worrying. I was looking for some sweet release knowing my “father” is bringing dinner, comfort, joy? Yeah, I should stop mentioning my parents. That’s one more reason I completed NaNoWriMo, what will I do with my life. Read more books; I remember I rather enjoyed Christmas Cake by Celia Aaron last Christmas.

I know none of this sounds that sexy, but I’m not in the mood. Yeah, I couldn’t say that with a straight face, but I didn’t get my afternoon nap. Between having money and a moment of understanding, no more words need to come out. There is always more to do. My motivations often mention that for a champion, it never ends. I’m tumbling down the rabbit hole, and I don’t only mean MILF Dos and her obsession with such. How about Indiana Gone and her love of Disney? You know, maybe it’s what’s been going on in the world lately that is making me ashamed of my fetishes. Before I go, though, I mentioned my new shirt and a need for pants. I do like fucking girls with their clothes on, well I should say in a particular outfit. A fool and his money I know, but I work hard, “play” hard and writing?

Well, I won, didn’t I, again How Will Pantsed NaNoWriMo.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 149 ~Don’t Mind The Will~

There was so much I didn’t cover today so lost in my head, how about the allegoric reaction from all that dust in my eyes, the fact that my ear hurts, and I practically passed out getting back my “problems.” “Don’t Mind The Will.”

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Log 149 ~Don’t Mind The Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so does that mean I got money on my mind? Do you remember my “Show Me The Money” playlist? My thinking was that at least for two and a half hours; it was easy to stay positive? These past few days, though, I have been braindead. Keeping in mind today, I woke up an hour early and was still late to the Day Job. How about the fact that I wasted an hour of my time there getting ready for nothing at all? I bumped my head on the fan in front of a girl. Oh, and I completely blew it as a manager today, SIGH. I’m also limping towards the NaNoWriMo finish line after everything.

I could continue Inspector, but I have to be kind. How do I define being that, though? Didn’t I talk about yesterday keeping my head up? What about looking people in the eye? I keep failing Rule #2, “You Are Not A Caveman.” Inspector Echo, I tried, I gave it the college try, did I mention I never graduated? Besides that fun fact that I’m not a student, I’m also not a slave, but what did I do today? I’m not a “Master.” I don’t order people to do things for me, but again today. I am not the friend, and oh, how we are going to get into that tonight? My head hurts and again not only because I hit the fan. One day like today and I spend hours sleeping. I told Cherry and M Anime about how my feet were killing me because of driving. If anything, I am in more pain and have more shame because I ran away from those guys today. I’m a Senior Associate, Old Man, the Wardog.

Something else I don’t need to think about is My Dæmon’s age. A Dog’s Purpose is a no go right now only know he is living up to it Inspector Echo. I have to be a better father. If anything, I have to be a better man. You should also remind me not to quote R. Kelly’s lyrics. Okay, movies, R. Kelly, let me add Alanna Anderson. Don’t say I’m not “family-friendly” if you look her up, it’s your fault, okay? Speaking of taking responsibility, I finally got back to M Anime; after a month.

Sorry for my big full head, Don’t Mind The Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 148 ~An Eye For Will~

Again not a word about NaNoWriMo, but I will finish on time; if only I loved writing as much as I love my job, yeah I hat the place, but I need it and speaking of which what about love, well I still have my dæmon. An Eye For Will.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Log 148 ~An Eye For Will~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and that means I have eyes everywhere. First and foremost, I want to write books; you know that My Love. To this day, I still hate that saying about a picture being worth so many words. However, I want to study photography. I want to make movies. Before I met you, though, I loved other things, and I don’t want to offend you or creep you out. Too late, am I right? Only you know I believe the dead will walk the Earth. I know I was fearful of the Day Job. Of course, I love My Dæmon like pancakes always.

Now, as the song goes, I only have eyes for you. How about can’t take my eyes off of you, baby girl. I don’t lie My Love, again I’m not the type of man who can, I don’t know. Yes, I live in the moment, I can focus, when I look at you there’s only us. What I’m thinking is I want to love you, like I did my old job. Yes, I hate the Day Job, well the people but I was always there. Should I love you the way, My Dæmon loves his walks. When he missed one, I’ll admit I was frightened. Let me love you like I do my writing, which is every single day without fail. Oh, to love you like I do my DVR because I’m always saving every little thing important. You would have me love you like my pillow, because where am I right now, that’s sad.

Now another bit of faith I have is that love should be an obsession. With everything I love, I learn everything I can. When you understand something, it can’t hurt you ever. Today I was thinking about how I look at things. It reminded me of something out of “Prayers For Bobby.” When he was sad and miserable, his head hung low. His mother took it as a good thing. If he showed confidence or happiness, his mother was displeased. Yes, I know he was gay, not where I’m going with this, no worries. My point was when I was shy, scared, and sullen, people “loved” me ha. So I raised my head, I smiled, I studied, hope I wasn’t staring. Still, people got scared.

Only you’re not afraid ever, wow An Eye For Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 147 ~Laughter Shouldn’t Have To Hurt~

Wouldn’t it be comical if it weren’t so sad that I could have finished my book going on two days now, but I treat “my life” as though it were a joke, well like my writing, and who am I hurting? Laughter Shouldn’t Have To Hurt

Monday, November 25, 2019

Log 147 ~Laughter Shouldn’t Have To Hurt~

Hundred And Twelfth Rule

Madam Justice,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I won’t accept being a clown. There was a period in my life well, yeah, I wanted to be a comedian. Why you might ask, comedians tell the truth. It could be because I was confronting one of my biggest fears. You can speak your story and avoid hurting people. Of course, you know, causing others pain is a mixed bag for me. For the sake of any “publicity” today. The whole truth and nothing but Madam Justice, I’ve always been the joke. It’s the difference between being Dr. Frankenstein and Frankenstein’s monster. People get confused.

You see, I laugh, but it’s like A&W trying to figure me out today. Tony Baker is hilarious, TWD Reactors bring me joy, my dæmon is a Riot Maker. I’m grateful that I felt some genuine giggles today. At the same time, I had to put on my joker’s masks to keep from crying. I hardly ever go back and read yesterday’s gripe, but I notice they are starting to sound the same. As if I’d hear it, my ear is acting up. I won’t put such ideas out into the universe again, but what did Connie say about a SUPERPOWER? I don’t like the sound of my voice, and my laughter is only another sound because I lack the right words. Take The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono; for example. My words are supposed to mean something more, Madam Justice.

When I hear people’s laughter, nine out of ten times, it’s not a good thing. Lucy fools Charlie Brown all the time, and sure she finds it hilarious. Why can’t I ever remember her laughing at him when it comes to kicking footballs? People laugh at me to avoid telling the truth and sad to admit, but that makes me sound like them. How about the number of times we text LOL as some qualifying protection filter? One more way of saying “like,” and I’m sure I’ve said that somewhere throughout our time together. I almost forgot about my biggest pet peeve when it comes to laughter; the phrase “just kidding.” Ellen DeGeneres said anyone saying that after hurting someone else. Well, they don’t know how to kid. I’ve laughed at people, but the world is confusing, Family Guy Charlie.

The comedian’s dead, if I hurt people I’m honest too, Laughter Shouldn’t Have To Hurt.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 146 ~Knocky In The Will~

Well looks like I’m repeating myself, always tired, Day Job still sucks, and in my novel the guy always ends up with a bunch of women in a particular type of situation; people say God rested on the seventh day, that’d be nice. Knocky In The Will

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Log 146 ~Knocky In The Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but will you learn to say no? If you become part of the 1%, I assume it will come with the territory. Right here and right now, this is your place, and yet as Michael Jackson sang, “What have we done to the world?” At the Day Job, you were thinking about how you know censorship when it comes to writing. Not only in how you write but in time. Today weren’t you suppose to finish your book. Yeah, you could have completed it a lot sooner, but dammit (LANGUAGE) today, you were off, but you went.

A week full of FEAR isn’t it Will, you can see it as clearly as The Question Of Chrono. Yeah, you were so “disciplined” you even took off an hour early, and for what? Now you’re rushing missing wrestling because you decided that you rather sleep. Where is that drive you had last night to finish? You’ve been heavy in your motivations, so what does Eric Thomas say? I don’t sleep when I’m tired; I sleep when I’m done. How about this one, sleep is for those people who are broke? The more things change, as THEY say, you know, Will. I remember I would tell my “father” I was tired when I was only scared. People talk about prayer, and they fall to their knees. It’s nothing wrong with wanting the UNIVERSE’S aid, but you have to get up at some point. Pretty funny right, um Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Firstborn Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”
    Failed

Now, this failure could know forgiveness if you could say right now you finished the novel. Tell me something Will can you name one thing today, that you have done to benefit you? Well, other than the idea that porn is pretty toxic? You worked when you didn’t have to, right? Cherry is a good friend, but you went in and out talking to her because of sleep. What does it matter if you caught up some this afternoon, where will you be tonight? At least your characters got a bit of respite, but their world was supposed to end tonight. You’re only in a rush now to watch Survivor Series, when during the week you could hardly stay awake to watch it on TV. Well I hope you enjoy it and TWD ha but remember your 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 Firstborn Deserves
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”

SIGH Knocky In The Will.

I Will Have No Fear