The Black Cloud

I took my meds this morning. I have been forgetting most of the past week. Rationalizing that as long as I had a decent level in my bloodstream, all would be well. Maybe not, so I went for the top up.

Still not sure if I will work this into the black cloud story.
not sure whether I will continue with the black cloud story, but she now has a tentative name, which is usually a sign I'm going to continue.
Check back in a couple of days, by which time I hope t have finished the secretary's daughter story, and will need to be serious about what comes next.
 
The Black Cloud does a great job of hiding just outside my peripheral vision then sneaking into my brain when no body is looking.
Its almost like the "flat" days are good days. Which I know they aren't

but enough about me, lets talk Story Ideas.

I have two nuggets of this potential story preserved on my hard drive (or in the cloud, maybe)

Today's question is "what kind of sex should they have? Tittie play is great, but does not a story make."

FYI this shrink has no couch, though this being fiction, I suppose I could give her one.
 
The oppressive, inky mass choked the horizon, a monstrous dark cloud that swallowed the sky whole, leaving no room for a sliver of blue. A heavy dread settled in, the kind that whispers of inevitability, for there seemed to be no way to get away from its clutches today. My gaze, frantic and searching, swept across the landscape, but in every direction, the same sight met me; no matter which way I looked, my mind was seeing no edge to the boundless, charcoal expanse that filled my world, promising nothing but an endless descent into twilight.

The only glint of optimism was my fellow keyboard warriors offering me kind words and encouragement.
 
The Black Cloud does a great job of hiding just outside my peripheral vision then sneaking into my brain when no body is looking.
Its almost like the "flat" days are good days. Which I know they aren't

but enough about me, lets talk Story Ideas.

I have two nuggets of this potential story preserved on my hard drive (or in the cloud, maybe)

Today's question is "what kind of sex should they have? Tittie play is great, but does not a story make."

FYI this shrink has no couch, though this being fiction, I suppose I could give her one.
Who's the initiator? Or is it a mutual attraction come to simultaneous fruition?
 
Who's the initiator? Or is it a mutual attraction come to simultaneous fruition?
undecided at this point. As I think I've implied, I have no plot yet beyond :he sees her tots, he touches her tits". Presumably he then mouths her nipples?
But that little action does not a story make.
Right now focused on finishing My Father's Secretary Ch 3, which is almost done, just refusing to let me finish the last bit before the epilogue (which is already written) Wavering there between a tight 250 word resolution of the sex versus an extended further sex scene of around 750 words. What I have so far is almost 8000 words. I don't think readers will find it too short. Stroker fans may complain there miss to much character building, but that was sort of the point. I did not just want to rip off my own thoughts from A Perfect Thunderstorm Ch 3 or 4.
 
undecided at this point. As I think I've implied, I have no plot yet beyond :he sees her tots, he touches her tits". Presumably he then mouths her nipples?
But that little action does not a story make.
Right now focused on finishing My Father's Secretary Ch 3, which is almost done, just refusing to let me finish the last bit before the epilogue (which is already written) Wavering there between a tight 250 word resolution of the sex versus an extended further sex scene of around 750 words. What I have so far is almost 8000 words. I don't think readers will find it too short. Stroker fans may complain there miss to much character building, but that was sort of the point. I did not just want to rip off my own thoughts from A Perfect Thunderstorm Ch 3 or 4.
Sometimes that last little bit can be hard to spit out.
 
Sometimes that last little bit can be hard to spit out.
spit out it is. Now I just need to edit, send off to the editor, and submit.
That means deciding what to do about the shrink story- start it seriously (with no clear plan where it is going); shelve it and find another idea while playing with the shrink idea (I see her Friday, that might give more inspiration); or abandon it entirely and move on.
 
Sophia sounds a lot more sexy.
Sophie is plenty sexy. you'd fuck her.
I'm 1100 words into writing and have outlined seven more scenes (mostly sex) . haven't estimated what each scene involves, but based on past practice, with transitions, it could be 4000 more words, or 1250, who knows. Major difference in writing time of course. writing time also subject to the black cloud raining on my parade.
 
it continues to unfold. Sophie is a lusty bitch, I find.
wondering if I can keep a straight face at today's session, but thinking I might come away with some fresh ideas. Stay tuned.
 
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