FallingToFly
Political Stance: Porn
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- Mar 28, 2006
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I had the most surreal conversation ever with my mother today. Apparently, she finally gave in to temptation and read some on my Literotica submissions... and then proceeded to say "How on earth do you come up with such creative sex?" Okay, if you've read my stuff- it is tame. Boring even. How the fuck is that creative?
So then we started talking books. My mother writes (as in, has a dozen completed novels and needs to start looking for an agent already) as do I- completely opposite genres. She asked what I was working on, I told her, vice versa. She loves my Crow story concept (although she hated the movie and the graphic novels when I owned them, go figure) and is intrigued by Wicked Ways.
Here's the pain in my ass- I have six stories outlined from start to finish, but if I go to work on ANY of them... I stall. Can't write a bleeding sodding word.
WTF???
Please, someone, anyone- kick me. Throw something at me that can get me thinking and writing again. Because this is giving me a migraine.
So then we started talking books. My mother writes (as in, has a dozen completed novels and needs to start looking for an agent already) as do I- completely opposite genres. She asked what I was working on, I told her, vice versa. She loves my Crow story concept (although she hated the movie and the graphic novels when I owned them, go figure) and is intrigued by Wicked Ways.
Here's the pain in my ass- I have six stories outlined from start to finish, but if I go to work on ANY of them... I stall. Can't write a bleeding sodding word.
WTF???
Please, someone, anyone- kick me. Throw something at me that can get me thinking and writing again. Because this is giving me a migraine.