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Log 008 ~Will Has Heart BUM~

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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.

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Log 007 ~Your Business Always Comes First~

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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.

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Log 006 ~Time To Grow-Up Will~

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Last week I talked about running around, but that was the wrong word, I should be rising, and I thought maybe I am still a boy, but I get beat down so much it’s like I can’t even write about being human — time To Grow Up

Sunday, July 7, 2019

Log 006 ~Time To Grow-Up Will~

To Will:
I AM a Millionaire right now, and you should have ten. You saw that somewhere today, and how’s that for Motivation? Do you remember your plans near the end of May? Get published in June, a book ready by late July, fight like hell August. We keep going back to the promise in September to have a million dollars. Now I know you’ve been fighting when it comes to your novel. While I’m on the subject, I’m telling you right now NO. You don’t go to bed until you have Five Thousand Words, you owe it to you.

What’s your age again? Still, you keep going to bed thinking you’ll wake up a child. Did you even read what you wrote this morning and a bit this afternoon? Chapter Nine: The Musings Of A Post DICK (Post It Notes). It’s tearing you apart, the idea of the women you would owe apologies to; Amanda Elise Lee, Talin Lin Pepke, to name a few. Now that’s you being kind. Your motivations are so conflicting, some telling you to look around and fight. Will, this is not the life you dreamed of by any stretch of the imagination. Others say to forget about your past but then what would you have. Then there are those that talk about negative thinking, and you can see why the Christians put it on God. It’s so much easier to ask for a helping hand than getting your ass kicked (LANGUAGE) Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
    Failed
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
    Completed (21,400 More Due)
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls Failed
  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls

An improvement of one and let me repeat this NO Will. I don’t care that you could take some days off, that FTWD is on, or that you’re tired. Can you imagine if you had this strength back in school? Will, you wrote a whole damn novel on turkey’s becoming the dominating species. You wrote a fantasy epic wanting to fuck Elie (LANGUAGE) from Rave Master and Diane Mizota from Filter. Let’s not go over every poem but then 120,000 words about thirteen women fighting to the death. You know what, it’s not that you still look at yourself as a child. Now that might be an improvement but look at your story. The Beast is not human; you have the man scared to lead, the artist terrified of a woman’s wrath. So you have the rapist, conman, man fucking (LANGUAGE) machines and so you know Time To Grow-Up Will.

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Log 005 ~That’s The Willing Spirit~

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As the song goes, something so strong, driving me on, but I’m not the Best of the Best, as one of my motivations goes, I’m driven or perhaps possessed by the spirit of porno, talk about a god I could get behind. “That’s The Willing Spirit.”

Saturday, July 6, 2019

Log 005 ~That’s The Willing Spirit~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Millionaire right now, so it’s crazy I’m still in bed, well this bed. At least it’s not 2 AM, and the loveseat, no not again. Another 5000 words down counting my conversation with you. I don’t know what it’s been about all this week I have been kicking Camp NaNoWriMo’s ass (LANGUAGE) but what about tomorrow? Again these days it has always been 5000 words, and I’m not going to stop now am I? There’s nothing to say about this week other than writing.

Of course, I have to get up and adult at some point like yesterday. Most of the time I am sitting in bed, typing away, is this living the dream. No, the hope is to be doing this on my private beach until my family pulls me away. I got back in touch with M Anime after blowing her off awhile. Don’t even talk to me about my inbox or cleaning the house, though the bathrooms are holding steady. I got over my anxiety enough to try out that new BBQ place, do you remember the old Piggy Potato from Jim ‘N Nick’s? I have a new favorite, but I’m only saying that because I’ll get called out for my “Uncertainty” thank you Hemingway App.

Speaking of which when we last left my runaway story, the cosplayer is in trouble. Why am I even hiding it? Her name is Sabrina Nichole. The Bitch (LANGUAGE) that shall not be named is The Director. I have Court Carmody playing her PA. So I’m back to name dropping, or I’m too tired to hide a perversion here or there. Here’s a strange thought from The Matrix. Naming a blonde, brunette, redhead as characters in my novel, you can call me Cypher ha. I don’t even need constant fireworks to keep me up, two days ago and still going. B III isn’t too happy, but I’m with him on that, fireworks creep me out something awful also. Loud noises but nothing as loud as the voices running around in my head begging to know justice. Even now, I’m not too pleased with my reality.

The Day Job, which is why I am working so hard now, I could afford to take a few days off. I keep saying that don’t I Lady Lu, but there is something stronger? You know That’s The Willing Spirit.

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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.

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Log 002 ~Other Than Writing Will~

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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.

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Log 001 ~A Will Date Night~

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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.

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Episode 365 ~You Gain Respect Through Actions~

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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.

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Episode 364 ~Will To Count On~

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From running around the city, to feel like I’m back in school and all, with the backpacks and a ton of shoes and all the math involved and one, is a lonely number, but two sure knows how to torture and a million geez. Will To Count On.

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Episode 364 ~Will To Count On~

To Will:
I AM a Millionaire right now, but do you plan on staying that way? Today has been hard in more ways than one I know. To be honest Day 364, do you believe there should be something else to it? Two years of writing and what do you have to show for it, Will? Hell, you’re still more inclined to spend a thousand or so dollars on tits than a publishing contract. You were more concerned with missing a day of voting than getting in touch with Outskirts Press. Talk about giving up, them, and you no doubt.

Still not thinking about @TheAliceLittle and the commitment there? A man’s word or more to the point put your money where your mouth is Will. Speaking of which, another PCH Sweepstakes and loss. Do you remember when you played four hours a day? Then came that day they came to your state, driving around, this was it and then well, no. Now you spend four hours sometimes holding meetings with yourself. Trying to cut it down to two hours and forty-five minutes, but what’s stopping you? TTB, Vault Girls, Angie Varona, Little Lupe, but you’re not watching. No, it’s another pair of TITS that holds you, and since they’re covered, you’re still in good standing. Well, something is standing at attention with all the stress. From what, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
    Failed
  5. I AM Preparing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls
    Failed
  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls

Zero is a number you have no problems with my friend. What about four (back in high school) or 1,800 that’s nowhere near the dream with @TheAliceLittle. 1,200 does nothing for somebody else. Fourteen is your son’s age. 730 is the reason you started a blog in the first place. 970 is the least for publishing and what will you have to show for it I ask? One is who you should be thinking about, and five is the best he can do this week; always is. You want scarier numbers what about fifty thousand for NaNoWriMo this month. Two months to find a way to Nevada. Three hundred sixty-five days isn’t that right; you said you’d have one million. Numbers are funny. This morning a man couldn’t buy beer; it’s Sunday, and they have to wait until noon. Pick a number Will, any amount.

Two usual does it, a pair of legs, breasts, hands, whatever. My point is as always you have to be better; Will To Count On.

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Episode 363 ~A New Leaf Will~

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In two more days it will have been two years since I started this blog and why did I begin again; the things we do for love; Nah the things I do because of Girls, Girls, Girls as the song goes — a New Leaf Will, not that I can turn one over

Saturday, June 29, 2019

Episode 363 ~A New Leaf Will~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but that’s the equivalent of the leaves on the trees. How do I come up with these ideas? Lady Luna, I spent too much time outside? If not that it was in the movie theater, learning no amount of money ever bought a second of time. It’s nice to know I’m still awake, still learning. Well, at least the second time around which brings me to today. You know Monday I will have been talking to you and the ladies for two years straight and myself.

Two years, where does the time go? Since I don’t want to go over it Monday, let’s repeat the old story. I liked some tall brunette that worked at the Day Job once upon a time. Then I said some dirty things. For example, I compared her and a friend to Brazzers and Reality Kings pornstars. For the record I miss porn. Anyway, she called me “skeevy” so I talked to you and braced for the worst. A month and some change later, she was no longer a friend and called me out on her blog. Since then, I’ve written nearly every day for these two years. Following that time, I’ve fucked myself over (Language) counting her, three brunettes. “Something, something leaves,” “The Rainbow Girl,” and “Okay.” People wonder why I want to own a whorehouse; it’s up there somewhere.”

“Some people move on. But not us… Not us” Avengers: Endgame, Steve Rogers, Captain America

In my brain, along with that angel, I’m waiting for from Heaven. All the money that will rain down on me. The roof that I want to put over B III’s head because he’ll live forever. The thing about turning over a new leaf is that they have to fall first. No Lady Lu I’m looking up, and I want to claim everything. Like before, you? Madam Justice, Dear Future Wife, Inspector Echo, Dirty Diana, Lady Sophia. Only I still want to make things right with the Man in the Mirror. I’m not looking back, but up whether it be online or in my dreams. Speaking for reality though I have a yard to mow because it’s getting too high for B III. One more thing me and my son have in common. Hope, because if I don’t win PCH well, I wasted a month saying I would publish my book. Those are pages I should be turning now instead of A New Leaf Will.

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