Tag Archives: Writer’s block

Milky Way

Cara with her hands on top of her breasts in post titled Perfectionist

Feeling a bit rusty so I’m trying to get my brain going again. – She rolled over and groaned at the hangover clouding her brain. Her breasts felt like heavy weights on her chest, hanging down like over rip fruit. She groaned again and buried her face in the pillow “Good morning.” Glancing over her …

Punisher

Writing exercise. – I lost enough that I don’t feel too bad about killing people. The government turned me into a trained killer, and I made a career of being able to take a man down from just under two thousand meters. The military owned me and my trigger finger for fifteen years. When I …

Legend Told

This is the story of the box. A truth or folk lore, it has roots in ancient Aztec history. Discovered by a small enclave of Coixtlahuaca on a hunting expedition, the natives were captivated by the discovery. The box was decorated with raised swirls and lines that glowed red when touched. They couldn’t open it …

Eyes

Cane in action

Unedited, shortie. To help with the block. – He kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip before grasping her hair to yank her head back. The way her eyes widened behind her glasses made him hard. He rubbed the growing bulge as he urged her to her knees. She locked on to his hand as …

Good Old Steve

Got a couple prompts.this is a sketch. – “So there I am, standing on the J train when a smoking hot girl brushes against me. There’s no other places to stand so she cozies up to me. She’s got this sexy secretary vibe going on. I’m talking pencil skirt and tight white blouse that I …

Whisker Burn

I’ve been anxious about my writing, or rather my lack of writing, so I’m challenging myself to write something everyday this week. It’s not block so much as a combo of laziness and disinterest. That’s a scary couple right there. I’ve decided to try adding to this poor tale that’s been plagued by the diabolical …