Made it. · 5:49am Dec 24th, 2014
At the start of this year I made myself a promise that every month I would write at least 30,000 words of fiction, and I am pleased to announce that I've made it.
What pleasure I take in knowing that I've written 371,339 words this year is tempered by my knowledge that precious little of it was completed or published here for all you lovely people to see.
You should be grateful for this, because honestly I hate most of what I write. Oh, not while I'm writing it. While I'm writing I'm under the delusion that I'm brilliant, because there are some deep, deep flaws in my brain meat.
In turn I am profoundly grateful for the following I have built up here. In my wildest dreams I never imagined that so many people would want to read my bad horse smut, and so even though we're better than a week away here is my resolution for the next year.
I intend to publish at least one story a month here, and I intend to do my damnedest to ensure that it is high quality smut, the sort that you good people deserve.
Also, when I say a story a month, I do mean a complete story. Not one chapter of a thing I will never finish because I got burned out, but a full story with a beginning, middle, end and a hook for a sequel I will never right. I intend to fucking edit these fuckers, and deliver something that is not only erotic, but which is also pleasing to read.
But I can't do this alone.
When I publish shit, I need you to be willing to tell me that I'm a fucking asshole disgrace to prose as an art form, it is the only way I will learn. Ok, maybe not in those words, but I desperately need to not be allowed to sit on what laurels I have.
There you have it my friends. I promise to deliver the best smut I can, one story a month for a full year, if you will promise to let me know when I'm sucking on a whole bag of goat dicks.
But that is a concern that will not rear its ugly, bestial head till January.
Today is December 23rd, at least in my time zone. Friends, I am not religious. I am in fact an atheist. But I. FUCKING. LOVE. CHRISTMAS.
I certainly hope you have a good one, that whatever your situation or beliefs December the 25th is enjoyable for you and those dear to you. Happy Holidays my delicious friends, and may the next year bring you joy. Until the first when I'll like write a drunken blog about stuff and things, GMA out.
PS- A friend of mine on derpiboo.ru just released his album! Dudes an amateur producer, but as an amateur music lover I dig his stuff. Check it out!
I can't wait!
Congrats, brother! My offer to edit/preread for you still stands. If you ever need a second set of eyes on a new story, or some help cleaning up the old ones from Derpi, let me know, dude! You write some damn fine smut, and I can't wait to see what you churn out next.
Like, say, the futaJack/Bloom/Babs on Mac idea...