I might just have figured out what was wrong with "Armando is a nice catholic boy" in the first place. It seems simple now, wrong squeeze. Nifty though Ray K is, it just didn't work even given the FBI's inky fingers. Billy Tallent, however, would hang out at a sex party somewhere in the Arizona desert. And... everything else would come
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*gasps* YES! Oh, yes yes yes! Dare! I will catch you! I will lick all your words!
*frantic hand waving* All is well! All is good! Write, buzzy, write!
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He opened the gift-shop carrier and the silk shirt, sibilant in the darkness, felt so good against his skin. Boxers were surplus to requirements, he teased on jeans distressed to perfection that clung to his bare ass. A sandwich box concealed a Dillinger nestled in an ankle holster. The Bookman would never do anything as gauche, but Armando had a well-developed sense of self preservation. The nuns always said Armand learnt his lessons well.
Lickable?
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I don't care where you drop me in a story, I love reading how you show the characters as they move, progress, and think. The last part of this is the best, overflowing with little bits of character insight spilling out everywhere.
You know you make me happy, right? Because you do. ♥
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You're right on it - it's a character piece.
I'm doing the rewrites I had planned just before I started Poet. Seriously, I can't remember half my degree, but I can remember doing some notes about where to start changing the choreography etc
I had put it down to concentrate on the dsss entry. I just didn't know that it would expand like said sunburnt chavs' waistlines. Result: Poet
p.s. cleaning bath, what do you use?
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