Hello everyone. I'm a 26 year old substitute teacher from Las Vegas. I write mainly fantasy stories that lean more towards romance than anything. Please send me your comments. I'm new to writing and I want to get better.
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Men feel hurt emotionally when their women get hurt physically. Men are problem solvers and they want to make everything better and feel helpless when they can't. At least that's my theory. Sorry, was just building off of your theory.
At my house, it was sunday brunch. My mom always made crepes. If you don't know, a crepe is a really thin pancake that you roll up like a burrito and put stuff in it. She used to make breakfast crepes with eggs and cheese and ham, but she also made dessert crepes with fruit and whipped cream. She'd make the crepes, my dad made the eggs, I used to make the toast (i was little) my brother and sister made bacon and porkroll, my grandma made cheese cake. Very fattening, but it was a great time in my life.
That's pretty cool tech. Makes one think about what they can do for their still living mother. She wont' be around forever. I was thinking of making her a custom music cd. She always likes to drink coffee and read with some music in her gazebo during the morning hours.
First, let me say that I would never make light of what anybody on this forum has gone through. I am not a heartless monster, and it hurts me greatly to hear that evil like this exists in the world.I say this because what I am about to ask may sound inappropriate. If it is, feel free to flame.Here goes. Given what techgoddess has just said about men wanting to fix things and feel helpless when they can't, does anyone else think that sometimes, women don't want things to be fixed? Maybe I'm generalizing, but it seems that women hold on to this kind of pain rather than trying to make things ok. Whereas men either take direct action, or forget about it.Keep in mind that I'm not saying which way is better. I am only sharing my observations on the subject. Being a guy, when something happens to a woman that I love, I want to make things ok again. But sometimes, it seems like they are the only thing standing in my way.
My favorite is to listen to a playlist that I've made on Itunes and just let my mind wander. Then I just write whatever comes into my head, not worrying about it being coherant. Sometimes it's good stuff, most of the time it sucks. But it gets my mind going.I use music a lot when I write. When I'm writing something sexy, I'll put on some sexy music and let drip out. When there is some action going on, I'll put on some rock, or some electronic music and imagine it like a movie with a soundtrack.After I've written stuff, I like to daydream about what song I would use for specific scenes. I always like to ask people if there was a song that they know of that would go good with what they read. I don't know, I'm weird like that.
For my first job, I was a gas station attendent. I was 13 and couldn't legally work yet, so my boss paid me under the table. But I got fired after two days because I kept forgetting to put the gas caps back on the cars. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/confused5.gif" alt="confused5"> But that wasn't my worst job. The worst was when I worked at a trailer park/camp ground as a life guard. It was hot, and the people who lived there were assholes. Cept for the owner's daughter. She was nice.=p~ We called her the trailer park princess. She'd always come around the pool in a bikini and show off<img src="/forum/images/emoticons/boobieflash2.gif" alt="boobieflash2"> . She used to like to watch me do push-ups. But even with her, it was a nightmare. Lots of screaming kids who were drinking by the time they were 10, typical wife-beater dads and hair-curler moms, and bugs that would drain a small dog dry before he could roll over.My best job though, was when I was a lifeguard at a day camp. They had a big indoor pool and all my coworkers were gorgeous females. I worked there for 4 summers, best times of my life.<img src="/forum/images/emoticons/occasion14.gif" alt="occasion5">
and when you run out of the stuff... his and hers dildos. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/eusa_shhh.gif" alt="Shhh">
I feel like such a dude right now, but I had no idea those were poppies. If Tech hadn't said something, I wouldn't have even thought about it.<img src="/forum/images/emoticons/dontknow.gif" alt="dontknow">
I'm not here to judge. I only hope people will read my stuff and enjoy it. But I have only written fantasy/romance type stuff so far, and I still get emails from people who say my stories are repulsive, due to some of the more explicit content. There is always going to be someone who isn't into what your into.Personally, I believe that as long as they are just writing about it, and not actually doing it, you can write any fucked up thing you want. There are some things that I personally won't read, but that's my right. And since this is Lush's site, she gets to set the rules about what can be posted. If she doesn't want rape, violence, or bestiality, that is her right. And I support her.As for the issue of not knowing if something you don't want is going to be in a story, I know that Storiesonline.net has story codes. When you post, you have to go through a list of different fetishes and check the ones that appear in your story. There is everything from Heterosexual stories with no sex at all, to underage pregnant werewolves being forced to blow vampires in the future. When you search for a story, you can choose to filter out the story codes that you don't like. It works pretty well in reverse too. You can find a very specific story type without much fuss. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/hello2.gif" alt="hello1">
Lol, well thanks girls. I'm glad the love of shiny things is rooted in a love of whoever gave it too you, and not just because it's shiny.
A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 7: Losing a Little “George,” whispered Dawn's soft feminine voice. George Everhart was fully awake. He had been, ever since he heard Dawn open his bedroom door and crawl onto his bed. She was sitting on her knees beside him and brought her face very close to his as she whispered again, “George, it is time to wake.” He had...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 6: Mother's Love George ran to the house in a panic. A million worst-case scenarios flashed through his mind, visions of blood, chalk-lines, his mother, dead. He burst through the open threshold expecting to see a scene out of a bloody cop drama. Instead he could hear is mother's distraught voice tearfully giving someone a description of George. ...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibGorrila Chapter 5: The Heart Remembers The water streamed across George and Dawn's entwined bodies. It traced the lines of George's lean muscles and caressed Dawn's impossible curves. They kissed and embraced and joined over and over, enjoying a closeness that neither had felt in their short time together. George cleaned her first, starting with her golden...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 4: Frog Prince The early summer morning light fell across George's back and warmed him to the point of being uncomfortable. George was awake, but he couldn't bear to move, or breath, or open his eyes, for fear of joining the day without Dawn by his side. Before she had told him, very naturally, that she loved him again the night before, she...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Prologue Beyond the Cliffs of Torment there was nothing. The sunset cast its dying glow on the seas, crashing against the black volcanic rocks of the cliffs. Large curtains of steam blasted off the meeting between stone and sea, as the waves mixed with the liquid hot sludge cascading down the rock face of distant mount Hatred. Any normal man would have...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 3: First Fantasy For George, it had been a day unlike any other. Out of the ashes of one of the worst days of his life, in which he had been picked on, scolded, beaten up, and humiliated, sprung a new day that had quickly become the most joyous he had ever experienced. He had found a magical Persian tar. When played correctly, it unleashed...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 2: Song of the New Day Light poured in through George's bedroom window and splashed directly across his face. He had tried to fight the growing realization that he was awake by covering himself with a pillow and willing himself back into a dream with Dawn. But he eventually gave up, and picked himself up off the bed. He looked around hopefully,...
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A Beautiful Wish by 800ibgorrila Chapter 1: Waking from Reality George lazily opened his eyes to the sight of the ceiling fan in his room spinning slowly overhead. Its hypnotic circles threatened to put him to sleep again. He turned to the alarm clock next to the bed, it read just past 1:00 am. He turned back to the ceiling fan and let out another deep breath as he rubbed his...
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