Jots & Tittles.

I had to call her just the other night "How do you do a screen shot?":rolleyes:

My sister has a problem with thinking she's said something or asked for something when she hasn't.

The other day, she said that she had asked me to take a screenshot of something a month previously, and to forward it to her.

I had to correct her - she didn't actually voice her request. Because I don't know how to take a screenshot on this laptop and would have said as much at the time.:rolleyes:

I agree. The dummest damn people I ever knew I met in college. The smartest people I met while doing construction work. Its why I think IQ is grossly overrated that's more than what an MD or rocket engineer requires to do their work.

I think of it as being mentally nimble. A lot of schooling trains it out of you.

It never ceases to amaze me how slowly people adapt to different situations. Out on the bike, that could kill you. I've seen people go automatically up the side of HGVs, because that's where the cycle lane took them, rather than going around the outside and giving themselves more options to escape. Intelligent people, blindly following instructions, rather than thinking on their feet. Because that's what they've been taught from an early age.

A few years ago, as part of a hen weekend, I competed in an 'It's a Knockout' tournament with a group of female friends. Out of six of us, only one of us did regular exercise at the time (I had just had a hip op and could barely walk), and the rounds were all activity-based. We were up against nine other all-male and mixed teams of young, sporty people. We were the 'joke' team - I think everyone was laughing at us chubby ones in our cheap leisure wear.

Before each round, we'd get together and figure out how best to beat the odds. Or stretch the rules, within the spirit of the game. We knew we were weaker and slower, and had to pick our battles.

We came joint first. And had the last laugh. :D
 
Bought an old boxing novel Hemingway liked, THE PROFESSIONAL. Wanna make my main character an over the hill amateur. It may add something to the violence and fucking.
 
My sister has a problem with thinking she's said something or asked for something when she hasn't.

The other day, she said that she had asked me to take a screenshot of something a month previously, and to forward it to her.

I had to correct her - she didn't actually voice her request. Because I don't know how to take a screenshot on this laptop and would have said as much at the time.:rolleyes:



I think of it as being mentally nimble. A lot of schooling trains it out of you.

It never ceases to amaze me how slowly people adapt to different situations. Out on the bike, that could kill you. I've seen people go automatically up the side of HGVs, because that's where the cycle lane took them, rather than going around the outside and giving themselves more options to escape. Intelligent people, blindly following instructions, rather than thinking on their feet. Because that's what they've been taught from an early age.

A few years ago, as part of a hen weekend, I competed in an 'It's a Knockout' tournament with a group of female friends. Out of six of us, only one of us did regular exercise at the time (I had just had a hip op and could barely walk), and the rounds were all activity-based. We were up against nine other all-male and mixed teams of young, sporty people. We were the 'joke' team - I think everyone was laughing at us chubby ones in our cheap leisure wear.

Before each round, we'd get together and figure out how best to beat the odds. Or stretch the rules, within the spirit of the game. We knew we were weaker and slower, and had to pick our battles.

We came joint first. And had the last laugh. :D

I invented obedience and rule-breaking. I do both, often simultaneously. Its lawyers mind.
 
I spent the night thinking about what characters want, and what readers want. All want particular feelings. Feelings are the stuff of conflicts and drama, triumph and defeat.

I have serious feeling impairments and rarely sense feelings in others. People are deaf and blind, why not emotionally insensitive? Beethoven couldn't hear shit but made wonderful sound because he had other ways to get the results he wanted. But he heard none of it.

Lucky me, I feel no anxiety or fear. Smoking, booze, and drugs do shit for me cause there's nothing to make better. My moods are static. But my dick, fingers, and tongue work fine. I enjoy intercourse and toil. I don't get kittens and babies and sunsets. I get female beauty but all guys look to me like pavement or the back of a grocery store.

I cant see. I'm hypersensitive to sound. Make a mistake on the keyboard and I'll know it. Put an exact copy of Bozo the clown on your face, and I'll never notice.
 
So... If you don't 'get' feelings or emotions, don't write about them. Chances are good that whatever you wrote would sound fake.
 
I watched plenty of boxing yesterday. I'm learning plenty about boxing, and I was stunned from what I saw on the tv. Boxers routinely do what they know not to do. Mostly waste energy with unnecessary motion. All remind me of the Energizer Bunny on speed.

Mike Tyson says his training routine included a 4 mile run, a 10 mile walk, and 2500 situps starting at 4am. Really?
 
I spent the morning researching sex combined with cocaine snorting. Its a simple scene I'm writing: a guy and two girls are in bed, the girls are drunk and the guy is giving them cocaine. I collected plenty of testimonials, and looked at several vids. Cocaine responses are anything and everything. Mostly, tho, people wanna smoke cigarettes and drink on cocaine. A few experience nothing.
 
The novel I started changed complexion on me when it went from noir to romance involving two gals and a guy.
 
It's noir. Kill somebody. One gets drunk and sets fire to the bed.

rj

It opens with two dead thugs. I may add a lezzie cradle robber. Do women fight over girls? That would make a good tale: A couple take a bi girl from a bull dyke.
 
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It opens with two dead thugs. I may add a lezzie cradle robber. Do women fight over girls? That would make a good tale: A couple take a bi girl from a bull dyke.

It may have opened that way, but if it turned into a Romance, the wrong people are still alive.

rj
 
It may have opened that way, but if it turned into a Romance, the wrong people are still alive.

rj

Naaaah. Its coming together.

The whole thing is my premise, WOMEN ARE CRAZIER THAN SHIT HOUSE RATS. Its the secret of life. God gave females everything but made them MAD! to keep the world kinda safe.
 
It'll be a War & Peace true life romance such as Pierre and Natasha experience.
 
Bought a few more John D.MacDonald early pulp classics from the 50s.

I looked for lesbian noir but it doesn't exist. About the closest to what I want are meh butch encounters. But I want more than butch, I want upper crust gals who play rough with the bi-curious debutantes they teach, or supervise at work. So I gotta write it myself.
 
I found some useful lesbian articles I plan to use in my werewolf story. The articles are mostly testimonials of lesbians who made the switch to men and love the difference. Many married men. And all report how stunned they were when their closest lesbian friends and associates dumped them when word got out. Goose stepping Nazis of the Lesbian Life.

Plenty of lesbians fuck guys if attractive women are scarce. And sometimes the guys are different in a good way. And shit happens. And, surprise surprise, many guys do rough sex and dirty talk and anal better than girls. And pregnancy works better than anything to put a girl in touch with her dependency needs. Guys don't suffer from dependency angst, if she wants to support me life is good!
 
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