Thoughts from the drunken throne.

Do readers start reading series from the back? I just finished a series, and the last chapter has easily twice as many views as the rest individually, and four times as many as the least viewed (3rd ch). I don't get it.

This is just a guess. Many readers re-read stories they like. That being the case, in the instance of many-chaptered series it makes some sense that they would re-read the final chapter because that's where the climax, figuratively and literally, is.
 
I’d like to write a catholic nun meets meets a naughty protestant priest story. But i strongly suspect that it would less well received due to theological differences that Great Aunty Alice pegs her grandson.
Yeah it's a taboo that falls under the religion. Although I would find such a story quite fun. And there are plenty of naughty nun stories but I've noticed a distinct lack of denominations for them. 🤔
 
What if we are all made of little butterflies and when we are around people they take some and keep them because they're pretty? Some people just keep them and pin them to boards cause they're pretty. some people just squish them cause they don't like them being pretty. But now and then you meet someone who shares their butterflies with you and you both walk away smiling with a new mix of butterflies to show other people. I like those people.
 
I've held a lot of hands over the years. Some I still get the privilege to hold. If you look at my arms you can see scars. They're from a couple of hands I couldn't hold onto any longer. If you looked at my heart you'd see so many more scars from all the people I've had to let go.

There were some lovely moments in the midst of horror when people smiled and blessed me for the simple act of holding their hand when no one else could. I'm sorry I was there. I'm sorry it happened. But I'm proud to carry the scars.

Maybe love is holding out a hand despite it all. After all... Isn't that what we are here for? Cows are here to graze. Snakes are here to bite. We are here to love.

And sometimes we have to let go.
 
"Why are your sex scenes so minimal? I came to read porn!"

Then dear friend don't read my romance offerings.

I wonder if it's possible to write a really grotty romance. Challenge sort of accepted if i still feel like when i'm sober. I mean, I could write a really grotty story about dogging that was kind of romantic but could i write a BIG romance that was wall to wall gaping cunts and thrusting mega cocks? I think it would end up in another category, honestly.

Dont know...

He romantically put the tip of his cucumber proportioned protuberance at her delicate zucchini flower and slid forward, sighing... "How doth i love thee? I love thee with so much cum on your face that no one can see the tears of joy in your eyes. I love thee with so many pulsing members covering you in their sticky issue that your lips are glued too tightly closed to whisper your breathy love mumbles. I love thee with knees that are raw from the burn of carpet; blushed as darkly red as the sore entrances to your many abused holes. I love thee with your prescriptions, your many predilections and those costly addictions. I love thee like a summers day. One without sunscreen. Knowing I'll ultimately be burned but will brown with the easy tan of a man well used to the flames. I love thee."

Then they fucked some more.

It would probably have to be a musical. Akin to "The pirate movie". That old 80's take on the primates of perchance. A glorious melding of My Fair Lady or that other one Pretty Woman or Pygmalion or whatever. You know when you belittle a socially less fortunate woman to the tune of contemporary politics. Maybe it could star one of the Hemsworths as Leon Cockmonster alongside Nigella Lawson as the bashful peasant girl sold into piracy by her evil godmother.

Should I dare? Should i put a tentacle monster in it? It goes with the seafaring theme...
 
I wonder if it's possible to write a really grotty romance. Challenge sort of accepted if i still feel like when i'm sober. I mean, I could write a really grotty story about dogging that was kind of romantic but could i write a BIG romance that was wall to wall gaping cunts and thrusting mega cocks? I think it would end up in another category, honestly.

... A glorious melding of My Fair Lady or that other one Pretty Woman or Pygmalion or whatever. You know when you belittle a socially less fortunate woman to the tune of contemporary politics. Maybe it could star one of the Hemsworths as Leon Cockmonster alongside Nigella Lawson as the bashful peasant girl sold into piracy by her evil godmother.

Nigella Lawson, you say? She could suck her fingers erotically in any story.

Ahem. I have used the tag 'dirty romance' a few times - our protagonists have sex of varying degrees of filthiness, and slowly the emotions get involved...

For your idea - She works in a brothel. He's pressured into visiting when on shore leave. Much description of the activities around them is needed. They meet...
 
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