JayDee

I’m still checking in every couple days but been a little more busy than my social phobia can take so my online life is suffering. I’ll be back!

Okay, the new hard drive is being treated to a clean install of Windows 10, and then I get to reinstall EVERYTHING else so I can move my files over properly. 

I am playing catch up, finally.  We’ll see how long this fairly normal hours at work thing lasts, though.  ugh

All right, so sadly it’s not happening at all for me on AFF (I’m not sure why, and I’ve given up wondering), and while I’ll never go back to certain other sites as myself, I’ve had no choice but to post there. it’s either that or lose my motivation entirely. There’s also a chance it might just be one slightly enthusiastic person, but…
I got 45 kudos overnight.
This is encouraging.

A very Happy Birthday to our own CL Mustafic! Hope this year is good to you!  

It is Day 3000 of the nuclear winter, and I am preparing to go and stock up in advance of the coming Bomb Cyclone we are threatened with as of tonight.

At least I have a case of wine on hand.

Merry Christmas All… and Happy New Year for every one of us!
We have finally had our dinner. This year, I got it done for just before six. I am stuffed full of turkey and homemade trifle (minus the alcohol). I bought the dog some toys and treats, but he has been much more interested in pulling crackers with me. Obviously, chews are boring gifts for dogs, just like ties for humans. Next year, I’ll consider getting him a miniature screwdriver set.
Now I am going to lounge on the settee with my flashy christmas jumper on, and my christmas pudding socks, so as to watch Call the Midwife   . Oh, it really is flashy, btw. It has a button. I look like a christmas tree.
Work tomorrow. But for now, sending out huge amounts of and to everyone here. Hope you’re all having a fabulous time.

Happy Holidays, everyone  

“The Play That Goes Wrong” is utterly brilliant. I quite literally laughed until I cried. It was the perfect birthday present from my daft bugger, and I adore him forever!

Happy Birthday BronxWench!!!
Hope you are having a wonderful day, and that you have a brilliant year ahead! 

wrapping, wrapping, wrapping
 

I am writing again… 

Wow… these settees looked a hell of a lot smaller in the shop. Now I have to rearrange again. Already did it twice before they got here. Can’t move for settees. Send help!
Plus side. I have two happy dogs, who tried them out first. I swear the greyhound was there almost before the blokes put them down.
 

What a horrible day!
However, I seem to have managed to write most of a comedic chapter, somehow, in the middle of it all. Just a bit more to go, if I can concentrate.
 
 

Snow!

Well, I have about 5.5k words of filth that might get posted at some point tonight. Commencing read throughs.

So I had 400 words to go on NaNoWriMo, and I couldn’t think of what else to write. Then my wife says, “Write a sex scene. You might as well play to your strengths.”
There is now a sex scene. And I’m at 50,000!

Thinking of doing a penname change. Just feel like it’s time to evolve from the old CloverReef. I mean… I’ve been CloverReef for… about a decade I guess. It probably seems weird to some people, who are perfectly content identifying with one pen name their whole lives, but for me, as I grow and shift, how I identify tends to grow and shift too. 
I do have a pen name in mind. But I’m debating whether I should wait until I finish posting my current chaptered story or not. 

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.

First time ever, got a holiday story written early! Annnnd now I have to wait a month. Fuck me.

Few days ago I started watching f.r.i.e.n.d.s. now i can't get enough of it. 

Couldn’t sleep. But the fun thing about insomnia is everything seems 150% funnier and gooder (that’s a word now. I just decided). I just started a scene and laughed uproariously at a stupid little porny rhyme I wrote in it and I just KNOW I’m going to think it’s totally juvenile and unusable in the morning. Morning Chloe’s such a goddamn stick in the mud. 

I am back from my travels. I wasn’t sure we’d get off at all, since my mother had a gallstone attack (requiring an ambulance and hospital admission in the hours before we were due to set off), but happily they eventually gave her the all clear. Do NOT get me started on my aunt, who swanned off to the pub while I went in the ambulance, despite the fact that it was quite serious at that point. And we weren’t even packed. So when we were home, I got zero sleep. But… I got there, and I got to see some good dancers, listened to some great singers, and I got dressed up as a pirate for Whitby Abbey to see a shortish play based on Dracula, and lots of people took pictures of me, which means I probably did it right (or alternatively, very wrong). Internet evidence to the contrary should be kept to yourselves, please. I visited some castles. I stared at the sea, in the rain, in the hours before dawn, because I’m kind of weird like that, and because I hadn’t even had chance to look at the sea all week until that last morning when it was raining. But mostly because I’m a smoker, and it was either stare at the sea or just stand about outside the hotel looking at the wet road. I chose the sea.
I might be back at work on Monday. I really can’t recall if booked the day off. I’ll need to find out before then.

“I don’t think I’ll ever finish that book on optimism.”

Happy Halloween, everyone! Hope you're all having a great night.