Sooo I finished a manuscript first draft that was nothing, nada, zilch, prior to November 16th. It is now twenty minutes done at over 120,000 words. So y'all hang onto your hats!
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I've been a busy fella, y'all. My computer was being cantankerous while I was away on a vacation, so I started in Google Docs, typing on my phone with one finger, but I have two new ones cooking there, and ... well ... here's where they stand. I haven't stopped writing!
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@DanRather You mean like your Times New Roman fabricated hit-piece on President Bush? You, Mr. Rather, are a brilliant illustration of why the "news" is so distrusted out here in the hinterlands, just a bitter and hateful old man not getting his way.
@rbobrien120 Philosophical today, are we? In Canada, you'd best pack a lunch, cuz I hear tell there's lots of 'em in and among using "eh" to end sentences.
“It’s not forbidden,” John told her, feeling his heart taking an odd beat in his chest. “Frowned upon, yes, but not forbidden. And at the risk of repeating myself, I don’t give two hoots in hell about a military career, Olga."
#VeteranAndMaster#writingromancelines
“Yes, wow,” Dale gasped, a breath for each word as his heart beat deafeningly in his ears. “Jesus, what you do for me.”
“And what I’m about to do,” she giggled, turning around and sucking his cock clean as Dale gasped at the intensity.
#SpeedDate#writingromancelines
"Our working theory is whoever this asshole is broke into your trailer and stole your pistol before he burned it down.”
“Jesus God,” Beryl moaned.
"Beryl, did you own a high-powered rifle?” Lopez asked.
#Baggage#writingromancelines
“Bring me the check,” Dale said to the waitress. “The short one is passing stolen credit cards and the tall one has only counterfeit money that I printed myself.”
“You’re going to be trouble, I see,” the waitress grinned.
#SpeedDate#writingromancelines
"Nora was right. We feel privileged to be here. I’m going to share a lesson with you that Mistress taught me once when I had a few too many one night after my mom died and made a drunken asshole of myself. She … well, let me show you."
#Penitents#WritingRomanceLines
“I was pissed off at everyone because I refused to accept my share of the blame,” McKenna interjected. “It wouldn’t have happened if I’d obeyed and hadn’t gone to that rave. I can admit that now, Ma’am."
#Dominant#WritingRomanceLines