galaxygoddess
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I think.
A little over two years ago (wow, almost three) I lost my muse... "she" just upped and disappeared on me. From that point, I couldn't write/draw/create a blooming thing. I struggled to make it come back. After several years on filling notebooks and notebooks of words, and art books of drawings, and my parents house with arts and crafts, suddenly, it evaporated.
I could not write a sentance, I couldn't draw a line, I couldn't even follow crafting instructions on a box (instead of my usual, fly by my pants and see if it looks good).
3 or 4 nights ago I had a particularly odd kinky dream about someone I didn't even like! Now I had more than my share of kinky dreams, and screy and odd and otherwise just plain.. "wtf did I eat last night?" But this one, this one was so odd, so vivid, so great that i had to write it down! Well I did! And then i compounded another chapter to it... and then some more... I'm almost through with my 3 chapter love fest and I'm considering a 4th XD
My friend directed me here to post my kinkiness, cause she thought it would be my cup of tea (ty!) and now I want to go dig out all of my old stories and work on them. I remember why I liked writing them so much! Drawing and crafting aren't quite there, but i'm sure that'll follow soon enough.
So I'mma post my kinky stuffs to here and see if I can get them on B) and I'll post my other stuff somewhere else I assume >.> (I haven't decided yet)
But, what prompted me to go ahead and write this "blurb" was my horoscope in my city's weekly "minipaper":
"I think we ought to read only books that bite and sting us," wrote Franz Kafka in The Blue Octavo Notebooks. "If the book does not shake us awake like a blow to the skull, why bother reading it in the first place?" I suggest you find at least one such book to help you get the most of the current cosmic configurations, Aquarius. More than that, I encourage you to find people and experiences and dreams that have a similar effect. It's that phase of your cycle when you can thrive on fertile uproar.
A little over two years ago (wow, almost three) I lost my muse... "she" just upped and disappeared on me. From that point, I couldn't write/draw/create a blooming thing. I struggled to make it come back. After several years on filling notebooks and notebooks of words, and art books of drawings, and my parents house with arts and crafts, suddenly, it evaporated.
I could not write a sentance, I couldn't draw a line, I couldn't even follow crafting instructions on a box (instead of my usual, fly by my pants and see if it looks good).
3 or 4 nights ago I had a particularly odd kinky dream about someone I didn't even like! Now I had more than my share of kinky dreams, and screy and odd and otherwise just plain.. "wtf did I eat last night?" But this one, this one was so odd, so vivid, so great that i had to write it down! Well I did! And then i compounded another chapter to it... and then some more... I'm almost through with my 3 chapter love fest and I'm considering a 4th XD
My friend directed me here to post my kinkiness, cause she thought it would be my cup of tea (ty!) and now I want to go dig out all of my old stories and work on them. I remember why I liked writing them so much! Drawing and crafting aren't quite there, but i'm sure that'll follow soon enough.
So I'mma post my kinky stuffs to here and see if I can get them on B) and I'll post my other stuff somewhere else I assume >.> (I haven't decided yet)
But, what prompted me to go ahead and write this "blurb" was my horoscope in my city's weekly "minipaper":
"I think we ought to read only books that bite and sting us," wrote Franz Kafka in The Blue Octavo Notebooks. "If the book does not shake us awake like a blow to the skull, why bother reading it in the first place?" I suggest you find at least one such book to help you get the most of the current cosmic configurations, Aquarius. More than that, I encourage you to find people and experiences and dreams that have a similar effect. It's that phase of your cycle when you can thrive on fertile uproar.
If you happen to see mine, would you be kind enough to direct her back my way? She's been rather fickle of late. 
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