She fucking hated the cold. The tag of one of the shirts she had on was digging into her side and she was losing her hold on her suitcase because her gloves didn’t give her good purchase. It was freezing and miserable. She was nearly home. It was her stubbornness that made her walk from …
Well, we’re all done with NaNo for the year. To recap the week, here’s what happened: Theme: Tasks The Task of Tasks: 865 words Splish Splash: 545 words Eye Peepers: 760 words Task at Hand: 1435 words That brings the total for the week to 3605 and the month to 23,144. I missed a couple …
Greetings and salutations. Welcome to that weekly post where I (and other similarly minded kinksters) scour the net to bring you Posts of note. Kayla Lords Sensation is My Muse This captures what I want people to feel when they read my reading. I want it to move you, touch you, arouse you. Just as …
LAST DAY OF NaNo: 1435 words. That’s all folks! – She rose from bed before the alarm sounded, turning it off before it would wake him. His soft breathing, slow and even, and the warmth of his body threatened to lull her back to sleep. She settled for wrapping herself around him for the briefest …
Day 36: 865 words. Prompt was about the why of tasks – “You’re making this harder than it needs to be, kitten.” She slumped down on the couch, the computer hanging precariously on the edge of her leg. Of course she was making it harder than was necessary, but she couldn’t seem to get her …
Day 21: 800 words. Try to guess the prompt words – She felt decidedly overdressed. Between the excited children, the faint smell of manure, and the varying decibels of animal screams, Laura felt like a painting at… well, at a zoo, frankly. The dress bordered on inappropriate in the way it almost plunged too far …
Day 20: 535 words. – “Geoffroy,” the old woman called as she teetered across the playground. “Geoffroy, come here now, you rascal.” A couple on a bench looked on as the woman made her slow trek by the jungle gym, around the carousel, and under the monkey bars. She looked a little harried, her gray …
Day 20 (actually finished it yesterday): 530 words – Oh God, he didn’t know if he could control himself. He shivered as a fox with large eyes and a bushy tail, one he could run his fingers through, sauntered by him. He wasn’t sure if it was a female or a male fox, but he …
Day 18: 950 words. Prompt words are clandestine, fractal, photograph, and coat. – She placed her hand on the desktop and settled her chin in her palm. Watching him lecture, watching me become animated as he described the correlation between mathematic equations and the recurring patterns in mature. It was almost erotic to watch. “Think …
Extra post: 525 words – Washed up. Those words were burned into her mind’s eye, the only thing she could truly remember from the critic’s corner section of the newspaper. It served no purpose dwelling on it, but her hand sought out the article without thought. She pulled the paper close, griping the sherry glass …