I'd like to write more, but I'm barely keeping pace as it is.
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The problem with finishing one story is that my brain turns to the next one I want to write.
Well, the abbreviated Tolkienpunk epic is finished.
Have a real banger of an idea for a story, but I don't want to post it because I'll lost interest and don't have time to write it.
The problem with building up to a climax is you're then stuck with trying not to fuck up the climax.
"Your creampie lacks emotion. Intensity. Where is the love?"
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The writing is not going well.
You ever get bored and try to invent a new kink?
Have the terrible suspicion my story would be more popular if they kept sex slaves instead of freeing them.
The greatest fantasy in my Tolkienpunk epic is someone under fifty owning their own home.
Plot chapter, sex chapter. Sexy plot chapter. Unsexy plot chapter. Plotty sex chapter?
Look sometimes I just have the urge to write a big-tittied orc fingering her girlfriend on the toilet until she pees. Don't judge me.
New story, new regrets.
I like big stories and I cannot lie.
Read some old chapters I wrote last year today and cringed.
DOOMED is going okay, and even if it didn't get another like I'd have work to do on it well into next year.
Wondering if "porn for depressed people, by depressed people" is a thing.
Final total: 7,337 chapters on Lois Lanes Night Out. Thanks to everyone who contributed chapters and comments over the years!
On the one hand, sad one story is ending. On the other hand, sort of stoked to get working on another story.
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