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[narcasse]

Every now and again I attempt to write what is justifiably pr0n; not fade to black, not pr0n lite, not really vague anatomical descriptions. I’m talking fully functioning sphincters and gag reflexes, the whole nine yards and into penalty time. But somehow, due to some insanity clause that I probably agreed to at least five lifetimes ago, I can’t just write pr0n, on its own. Take the pr0n that became an epic or for a better example; Wager which was honest to Belial meant to be senseless porn. It was meant to be random fucking and nothing more besides but I just can’t seem to write it like that. 4719 words and you know that the majority of those weren’t the sex scene. So now, now I have around 1000 words of pre-porn and suddenly I just can’t find the motivation to write the rest. It takes me a whole day with long tea breaks to write actual porn, a day of logistics and working out angles and proportions. Argh. And why did I decide that a shower scene was the way to go anyway?

And of course beyond the porn-writing it’s still entirely too hot, my thunderstorms have not been delivered on and I still need to do practical contacty things. I still haven’t given up on the idea of pushing the competition out of tenth floor windows either.

Comments

[nekonexus.livejournal.com]

Randomly -- and because I'm attempting to write (original) pr0n today too (with bondage, wut) -- that's a really lovely icon. ^_^

[reichsfreiherr.livejournal.com]

Glad you like. ^_^

My pr0n is still going nowhere but soon enough I will have my copy of the collected Grimm’s fairytales which may inspire something other than pr0n really.