Writing Goal for the Day?

Today's goal involves dinner. If I don't leave for the store soon, it might end up that I call out for pizza delivery.

As for writing, I'm working on sending Anna and Van on a long hike. No, really. In the woods and everything. :)
 
The mainstream novel proof is back out the door, so I'm turning back to getting the second volume of the Clint Folsom compendium reviewed and to the editor--and the last two chapters to a dark domination work written.
 
Well, most of my list is accomplished. I added to one more of the two longer pieces I'm working on and I started to work on the story that has classic cars in the mix. :) For the rest of the evening, I'll be playing with an SRP post, as well as working on adding some to the other pieces I have in the works.

On a side note, I do need to come up with some Anal Sex ideas for that particular category - and I hope to buy a mic, this weekend, for the audio submissions I need to do.

Have I mentioned today that I love writing. :)
 
I love writing, too, Red. I love telling stories, like my grandmother and great-grandmother before me - different sides of the family. And, I'm good at it, too, though I "tell" more than "show", too much campfire I suppose. I just wish I wasn't so damned good at finding computer coding errors and "translating" Techno-Geek-speak into American English, then I could tell the cousin I quit her IT temp agency and work fulltime at writing fiction/friction fiction.

Today I set out, after gym time, to write some notes, which to my surprise I did, more than what I had set. Must be the added caffeine that's in an iced latte.
 
I love writing, too, Red. I love telling stories, like my grandmother and great-grandmother before me - different sides of the family. And, I'm good at it, too, though I "tell" more than "show", too much campfire I suppose. I just wish I wasn't so damned good at finding computer coding errors and "translating" Techno-Geek-speak into American English, then I could tell the cousin I quit her IT temp agency and work fulltime at writing fiction/friction fiction.

Today I set out, after gym time, to write some notes, which to my surprise I did, more than what I had set. Must be the added caffeine that's in an iced latte.

No one in my family ever told stories. My grandparents on my father's side passed away when I was 8, so what I do recall about them is vague, and we left the area at the same time, so we had no connection with my mother's family, except for the one week every year we would drive up North to see them from the South.

I don't know who the story telling comes from, but I do know that I've passed it to all three of my kids. :)
 
No one in my family ever told stories. My grandparents on my father's side passed away when I was 8, so what I do recall about them is vague, and we left the area at the same time, so we had no connection with my mother's family, except for the one week every year we would drive up North to see them from the South.

I don't know who the story telling comes from, but I do know that I've passed it to all three of my kids. :)

My maternal great-grandmother was born in a small Polish Carpathian mountain village. She told us kids all her village's legends and tales, and that included some about the Magi - one of the 3 Wisemen was from her area. She also told us tales about demons and vampires - sparkly vamps of Twitlight didn't exist.

My paternal grandmother was one of her Mohawk tribe's "Storykeepers," keeping the legends and stories of the Iroquois alive. Though I wasn't old enough to be my generation's Keeper, I do remember the stuff she told us.

My Spawn hasn't inherited my lust for writing, he's a Math and Computer natural like me, and is also a "Burning rubber and oil is a GOOD smell" lover, though he prefers Grand-Am, LeMans style racing more than NASCAR.
 
Now that I laid my lame V-day story to rest, it's back to the BDSM novel I've been working on.

I also need to find two e-book covers. I can get lost on the dreamstime site and keep bookmarking photos that have nothing to do with what I am currently looking for, but catch my eye and make me think I could use them some day.
 
My maternal great-grandmother was born in a small Polish Carpathian mountain village. She told us kids all her village's legends and tales, and that included some about the Magi - one of the 3 Wisemen was from her area. She also told us tales about demons and vampires - sparkly vamps of Twitlight didn't exist.

My paternal grandmother was one of her Mohawk tribe's "Storykeepers," keeping the legends and stories of the Iroquois alive. Though I wasn't old enough to be my generation's Keeper, I do remember the stuff she told us.

My Spawn hasn't inherited my lust for writing, he's a Math and Computer natural like me, and is also a "Burning rubber and oil is a GOOD smell" lover, though he prefers Grand-Am, LeMans style racing more than NASCAR.

A very wonderful history you have. :) My sister is the geologist in my family had has tracked us so far back, I can't even fathom a guess.
 
A very wonderful history you have. :) My sister is the geologist in my family had has tracked us so far back, I can't even fathom a guess.

My husband did a family tree for his parents last year and at one point got B.C., although I was skeptical of some of the records. ;) But it was neat and he got back into the Middle Ages, possibly before that.

Writing goal -- not sure. We're going out to dinner and there's a hockey game. Hmmm. However, tomorrow morning is looking like a real possibility.
 
My husband did a family tree for his parents last year and at one point got B.C., although I was skeptical of some of the records. ;) But it was neat and he got back into the Middle Ages, possibly before that.

Writing goal -- not sure. We're going out to dinner and there's a hockey game. Hmmm. However, tomorrow morning is looking like a real possibility.

Yeah, she's back that far, and it's weird to realize that the records could be legit, and still exist. I don't get how that is possible, but it is her passion. I do know that if half the population of the entire world dies, someone in our line gets to wear the crown. :rolleyes: I'm so hoping it's me. :D
 
A very wonderful history you have. :) My sister is the geologist in my family had has tracked us so far back, I can't even fathom a guess.

Did you mean genealogist? Or did your sister actually track your family's origins from fossil records? If it's the latter, damn! She's unfathomably good.
 
I get to watch my great-niece today!! She's 16 mths old. :D (I have two more great-nieces making their first appearance into the world in April!)

So writing will be intermittent today, but I want to add to at least one of the pieces I'm working on before the baby comes to visit. :D :D

<<< very excited!!
 
So I've dropped PennGirl off and am sitting at McDonald's... let's hope this results in some writing...
 
So I've dropped PennGirl off and am sitting at McDonald's... let's hope this results in some writing...

So wait, you're sitting quietly inside your local McD, laptop at hand, furiously typing away at a sex story? Am I just a pervert or is that mental picture remarkably entertaining?
 
So I've dropped PennGirl off and am sitting at McDonald's... let's hope this results in some writing...

I edited porn in McDs once, and posted on Lit. it was a bit nerve-wracking as folks kept walking by. lol My images were off - I'm not that brave. :D
 
So wait, you're sitting quietly inside your local McD, laptop at hand, furiously typing away at a sex story? Am I just a pervert or is that mental picture remarkably entertaining?

You're probably just a pervert, but that's okay. ;) And there's no sex in either story yet, so it's probably not quite as entertaining as you think.

I edited porn in McDs once, and posted on Lit. it was a bit nerve-wracking as folks kept walking by. lol My images were off - I'm not that brave. :D

LOL I always keep images off -- kids, you know. But I'm kind of stuck. If I went much further away to write, I wouldn't have much time before I had to turn around and come back to pick up PennGirl. If I was home, i'd feel like I should be washing dishes or something. So McD's it is.
 
You're probably just a pervert, but that's okay. ;) And there's no sex in either story yet, so it's probably not quite as entertaining as you think.

LOL, I can live with being a pervert, it's gotten me this far in life. Still, there's a fun allure to the image of a hot MILF sitting in a booth in a public place, quietly working on something that would shock most of society. It's a bit subversive and a great reminder of how little we know about the people who surround us everyday.

For the record, I see it as sweet and innocent and I am finding an image ripe for story fodder... and for that, dear PennLady, thank you! I'm glad you're you and that you chose to share. :)
 
You're probably just a pervert, but that's okay. ;) And there's no sex in either story yet, so it's probably not quite as entertaining as you think.



LOL I always keep images off -- kids, you know. But I'm kind of stuck. If I went much further away to write, I wouldn't have much time before I had to turn around and come back to pick up PennGirl. If I was home, i'd feel like I should be washing dishes or something. So McD's it is.


Me too, for the same reason. It's also fun to talk to people and their words, not their AVs, since sometimes I really don't want to talk to a guy's crotch, and I don't want to look at my AV all day either. So I "peek" when curious.
 
LOL, I can live with being a pervert, it's gotten me this far in life. Still, there's a fun allure to the image of a hot MILF sitting in a booth in a public place, quietly working on something that would shock most of society. It's a bit subversive and a great reminder of how little we know about the people who surround us everyday.

For the record, I see it as sweet and innocent and I am finding an image ripe for story fodder... and for that, dear PennLady, thank you! I'm glad you're you and that you chose to share. :)

You're a doll for thinking I'm a hot MILF. :) I am wearing glasses, if that matters. I also had a hot chocolate (felt like I had to buy something since I'm sitting here using their wifi).

You're quite welcome.
 
I edited porn in McDs once, and posted on Lit. it was a bit nerve-wracking as folks kept walking by. lol My images were off - I'm not that brave. :D

I can't access Lit. from McD's or BK. Both consider Lit. a violation of their access policy.

I have written 1000-1500 word chunks of stories at Starbucks. The hard part is writing the sex scenes when there is traffic in the vicinity. I keep having to pull up the ESPN page I keep minimized.
 
I can't access Lit. from McD's or BK. Both consider Lit. a violation of their access policy.

I have written 1000-1500 word chunks of stories at Starbucks. The hard part is writing the sex scenes when there is traffic in the vicinity. I keep having to pull up the ESPN page I keep minimized.

I don't think writing it there would be wise for me. Editing, I can handle. lol
 
One of the local bars at home has a deck that hangs out over the lake. On nice days, I ride the motorcycle up there and sit on the deck to write. Beer, a great view of the lake and people walking around as well as sitting outside with me.

The owner knows what i write as she reads here. A few other do but not everyone. Ever so often I get someone looking over my shoulder even if I'm sitting in the corner. Some grin and ask questions, some blush and haul ass.

The fun things in life.

As for writing, I got about 2k words down on one story and edited another.
 
You're a doll for thinking I'm a hot MILF. :) I am wearing glasses, if that matters. I also had a hot chocolate (felt like I had to buy something since I'm sitting here using their wifi).

You're quite welcome.

For the record, I have always considered you hot and sexy, but I detest the term "MILF". The M is completely redundant. Nearly every woman I know over 25 is a mother. The terms implies that motherhood somehow makes a woman unsexy, and therefore a "MILF" should be a rarity--which is a fatally flawed premise. It's an utterly useless description.
 
I can't access Lit. from McD's or BK. Both consider Lit. a violation of their access policy.

I have written 1000-1500 word chunks of stories at Starbucks. The hard part is writing the sex scenes when there is traffic in the vicinity. I keep having to pull up the ESPN page I keep minimized.

I suppose I shouldn't, but I was surprised when it allowed me to access. At the library, when I use their wifi, I can't even access Lit (which is good, I guess, as it lessens distractions). I'll have to be more conscientious next time, or else give it up and go home.
 
One of the local bars at home has a deck that hangs out over the lake. On nice days, I ride the motorcycle up there and sit on the deck to write. Beer, a great view of the lake and people walking around as well as sitting outside with me.

The owner knows what i write as she reads here. A few other do but not everyone. Ever so often I get someone looking over my shoulder even if I'm sitting in the corner. Some grin and ask questions, some blush and haul ass.

The fun things in life.

As for writing, I got about 2k words down on one story and edited another.

Sounds like a great set up. There are bars overlooking the water around here, but the volume of the foot traffic would be too distracting. Although, the eye candy would be a good source of inspiration, especially this time of year.
 
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