Her vagina’s sweet odour was her secret weapon. Without it, he would’ve loved her once and left. This was something she’d never understand. It stirred the animal inside him. It kept him returning for more. Every squinch she gave in her inexperienced but responsive pussy, told Mitchell that he was doing the right thing at […]
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She’s a psycho-bitch, and everyone knows it. They don’t say it aloud, but their eyes dart about the room whenever she enters one. You can feel the tension. She’ll scowl at anyone who goes near her husband, scolding him at every chance, cutting him off in mid-sentence and taking over his words. Heaven forbid if
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Yes, it could be a metaphor. After all, how can you tell the difference between them? One tear doesn’t stand a chance against a downpour. No one can identify if emotion contributes to the fluids that fall to the ground. Similarly, I can’t say if I’m alive or dead. I know I’m suffering. I’ve been
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Life is not all writing and publishing. I deal with another kind of job when I’m not doing those two. Now that my break is over, I’m back to renovating—bits of drywall, timber, dust, tools, and buckets of goop. The holidays have gone, so the work must continue. I’ve been dreading the two plumbed rooms,
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I’m afraid of heights, and Graham keeps big-noting himself as the authority on everything. It didn’t matter how much sailing experience we had; his stories were always bigger and better than ours. I said. “If you’re so good at it, you f*cking go up and change that f*cking light.” My tri-light was busted and needed
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I’m uncertain about you SoundCloud. Promoting books via podcasting on your platform might not be an author’s best option. I agree. You were first on the scene but late in supporting podcasters. Yes, I see you’ve done a lot of work for musicians. The effort you provided them is commendable. But let’s face it: podcasting
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Acronyms. I love ’em. If we do them right, they’ll lead us to the promised land, singing Kumbaya under the giant rainbow. Our desire to shorten long texts to a bunch of letters is unmistakable. We do it for everything. It seems we’re more likely to embrace something new if it can be condensed into
LBGTQIA+… Acronym Grows, Gets The Chop, And Then a Wildcard Addition. Read More »
There’s a soft-sell online advertising alternative for fiction authors. It’s Instagram. The soft-sell approach is just as important for online promotions as the direct ones. I’ve found that new followers come from every corner. Instagramming fits the bill! I guess the problem is that everyone has something to sell—there’s too much. The buy-this-buy-that online bombardments
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Ah, the delightful dance with the devil’s brew! Alcohol is the elixir of courage, the nectar of hilarity and, occasionally, the catalyst for genius. While too much of the good stuff might lead to some questionable decisions, history has shown us that in moderation, a sip of the fermented ambrosia can lead to some truly
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No sex. I want to watch her washing herself. I want to see her body moving inside the frothy liquid while it touches her skin and swirls around it. When she lifts an arm, I want to see the water running off it, leaving a glossy sheen behind that turns into satin a second later.
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