Ach, The Sam and Brady

[roxy]

we are at 4000 words, and suddenly Sam wants to know what his motivation is. Apparently making me happy by letting Brady fuck him isn't enough. So much so that with every edit, there's less and less sex. This my friends, stinks on ice. In lieu of sex, there are great heaping gobs of angst. And a little bit of humor. You need the humor, it makes the angst go down easier.

Also, right now, Clark and Whit are suspended mid-blowjob, eternally caught at the tipping point while my brain remains smooth and porn free. *sigh*

I've chipped away at a few WIPs, reread them and decided they're pretty darn good but not good enough to get me chugging away at them for real. It's a slow season, dear my friends. Slow and somewhat dryish.

Speaking of dryish, the Niece gave me a jar of body* butter that is amazing! It takes the dry itch away like magic! It also makes me somewhat slippery but I don't see that as a bad thing.

But I digress...back to reading Restraint and gnawing on my own liver writing, huzzah!

*i typed this first as baby butter...EEEEEWWWWWWWW!!! Gagsome thought, hunh?

Comments

[rosy5000.livejournal.com]

YIKES! I sure hope Clark is on the giving end there. Otherwise, poor Whit may never recover!

*glares at your uncooperative porn muses*

*huggles and smooches you* ♥

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I think I broke them!!! *sobs*