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advice, anyone?
I feel like my tags have gone wild and crazy. What's the best way to organize them? Do you think a fic list is helpful? I'd like my journal to be very reader friendly, so your input would be helpful.
I'm still waffling back and forth about splitting my stuff between a fic journal and a personal journal. Before I think I had many more fic posts but not so much anymore. Plus having a fic journal would make everything nice and neat...or is it just kind of pompous? I don't know. I'm probably just avoiding writing. *G*
Also what's bugging me is this SV ficlet I started and can't finish. I know what's supposed to happen, it's just--arrg! I can't make it happen. Gosh....
And guys. I have a confession to make. Those pics of me that I've posted, and those "face of evol" icons? That guy I claim is Mr. Roxy, and yes, even the pics of those beautiful young ladies--lies. All lies. I'm confessing all today. Not me. I'm not Roxy, I'm not Susan. My real name is Harold Fenstermacher. I'm 63 years old. I live in my mother's basement and read porn all day long, and yes, write it. Don't judge. Just send chocolate. Lots of it.
I'm still waffling back and forth about splitting my stuff between a fic journal and a personal journal. Before I think I had many more fic posts but not so much anymore. Plus having a fic journal would make everything nice and neat...or is it just kind of pompous? I don't know. I'm probably just avoiding writing. *G*
Also what's bugging me is this SV ficlet I started and can't finish. I know what's supposed to happen, it's just--arrg! I can't make it happen. Gosh....
And guys. I have a confession to make. Those pics of me that I've posted, and those "face of evol" icons? That guy I claim is Mr. Roxy, and yes, even the pics of those beautiful young ladies--lies. All lies. I'm confessing all today. Not me. I'm not Roxy, I'm not Susan. My real name is Harold Fenstermacher. I'm 63 years old. I live in my mother's basement and read porn all day long, and yes, write it. Don't judge. Just send chocolate. Lots of it.
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I'm so glad you don't mind that I'm actually an old man living in his mom's basement. And don't worry about the chocolate...can I send you my laundry instead? Mom can't get up and down the stairs anymore. I like Tide....