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Log 145 ~Will’s A Pinprick Away~

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So close, almost there, I can see the goal, tonight’s end and I’m 48,300 words in, a mere 1,700 away from the target and there you have it, I will have completed yet one more NaNoWriMo but these hands, whatever am I doing. Will’s A Pinprick Away

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Log 145 ~Will’s A Pinprick Away~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and I hope someone out there still likes me in some way. You know I’ve been so caught up with writing I haven’t worried much about losing another friend. No one important, which is a harsh way to put that, but I’m always a second away from being this guy. I still haven’t caught up with M Anime and Cherry; of course, well, I talk to her like I once spoke to Indiana Gone. The married lady is beginning her new life, so I don’t fault her for not being around.

The life of an artist can be a lonely road, you know. Everything in my existence usually revolves around one particular subject. Let’s say I won’t be holding hands anytime soon with these hands. No disrespect to Bruce Springsteen’s “My City’s In Ruins,” but the last thing I’m doing is praying. Well, unless where my little dæmon is concerned. My hands at this time are mainly for two things, the Day Job and my writing. If anything the Day Job destroys a lot more than my hands, with books, there’s only exhaustion but also pride. One of my motivations says, follow your heart; your brain is STUPID. I have other thoughts on the concept, but I’m not at liberty to share them. Did I even put up yesterday’s conversation? Another drunken night of sleeplessness, yep.

If I’m not going to sleep at a decent hour, I might as well be doing something productive, like checking on my friends. In a way, though, I feel sort of like Scar about to be consumed by the hyenas. You know him saying they were the enemy right, and how many other exciting E words could I come up with Lady Lu? Now I have to conjure up some sweet title for my next chapter. It’s why I had to stop writing the novel for a little bit. There are two chapters left, only 5000 words, and I’m looking at another NaNoWriMo win. Still, the pride is somewhat replaced with meanness because what comes after, right? Okay, so the title of the next bit of writing will be Organs Short Of An Orgy. So yeah, I won’t be posting this one for most of the public. The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono is still sex free mind you Lady Lu.

Madness, Will’s A Pinprick Away

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Log 138 ~Will Crosses The Streams~

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There was a song that said if I could save time in a bottle, well I’d be wasting it anyway like this morning; I had two days, that could be well over 9000 thousand words for NaNoWriMo, trying to stay above the line. Will Crosses The Streams

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Log 138 ~Will Crosses The Streams~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so why not invest in Disney+, Apple TV, HBO, Netflix, etc.

If I did, I would still spend the whole morning sleeping the day away. Can I stay positive, if just for one day? Well, what have I accomplished, only walking My Dæmon? I got something in my stomach, Nachos with Queso, the breakfast of champions?

I’m not going to lie; it’s as if I’m in Death’s flow of the river like Sabriel. How I miss reading, and of course, my writing is suffering for it, Lady Lu. Connecting characters from Apocalypse Rush and The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono. It’s like the original Star Wars trilogy with no mention of the Sith, and then oh, that’s what you call the Dark Side. Well, it’s not all bad if I can compare my piece of work to such classics. I could be crossing the line though between genius and insanity. If anything, I need to cross the line, the threshold of the bedroom door. What about a path of consciousness from between my lips? At the Day Job, I keep telling myself that a manager here or there, an employee, do cross bounds. I can’t even tell you about that right now, and why is that Lu.

“Family-Friendly,” “Decency,” and I’m starting to hate the term “Snowflake.” Of course, with my car freezing over every day, that has other connotations. How about the fact that I’m hot and cold at the same time? Wasn’t that clunky to say, but that’s the thing, everybody telling me how to write or what. Even my book characters are being quite disagreeable. I’m ready to throw my hands up, but I’m past the point of no return. I never got that phrase until I was traveling, and I haven’t been on the highway since. Could that explain how I’m feeling now, going with the flow, but I’m underwater, again like the title Sabriel. Between talking to you, I’m trying to knock out some emails, and every time the next one comes, I have to stop writing.

Wanting to write and at the same time, caught up in everything else, and I’m still sitting in bed. I’ll move when I get to a thousand words, and of course, I can’t focus on one task at a time, not me. NaNoWriMo demands The “Wrist” of Playing Chrono, not much time. Four thousand six hundred more words today, Lady Lu, Will Crosses The Streams.

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Log 131 ~I Will For Lust~

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Between the time I wrote this and this evening, what a day is all I can say, but why should I worry as the song goes, no I should be working, and I did today, but well there is no but or let’s say other parts of the anatomy. “I Will For Lust.”

Saturday, November 9, 2019

Log 131 ~I Will For Lust~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Billionaire right now. I say that every day, but I’m not on drugs. Don’t do drugs kids, but if I’m done somewhat quoting movies let’s talk about today. No offense to those that have survived rehab, but I have that feeling right now. The impression that I want to get clean and what I did was the last time. Okay, so I’m a junkie that had his fix last night. Damn “No Nut November” (LANGUAGE), but as the song goes, “She drives me crazy, and I can’t help myself.”

Every girl I know would freak out because they would think I’m talking about them. Let me make this plain; love should be an obsession. I told my mother once that I didn’t believe in unconditional love. She read me the “riot act.” Uh oh, am I revealing my age, Ok Boomer. Am I done with history and current events? For the record, I’m a Millenial. Anyway, I guess I couldn’t take it, you know, putting five thousand words down and I was still going. One more “peek” before the end of the night, and I was looking up everything; I’ll give you a list. The thing is I keep going back and forth between thinking I have a problem and being myself. Hell, you need only read my novels, someone always owns a brothel, cathouse, whorehouse, the ideas Lu.

The Sirens:

  1. Brooke Logan
  2. Miki Hirayama
  3. Naomi Sakamoto
  4. MILF Dos
  5. Misha Cross
  6. Faith Seed

If anything, I need to treat them like the kind that I need to get away from, don’t I Lady Lu. Well, that makes sense like the “Anatomy Of Frickin’ Laser Beams.” Thank you, Austin Powers, and also the name of what, my ninth chapter. I’ve lost several “good” ideas from the shower, getting to here. I still owe myself five thousand words today. I’m so late, and I want something good for lunch. I even checked my account today, my math, when it comes to money? Yeah, I always thought I was better when it counted. The only thing I’m counting is going for one week and not caving. The “Wrist” Of Playing Chronos, still doesn’t have any sex, sense, or sanity. Chrono Crusade, Chrono Cross, so I will stick to “Chrono” Lady Lu.

The “Wrist” Of Playing Chrono, but I Will For Lust.

I Will Have No Fear