BronxWench

so fantastic news that i wish i could post to facebook but I AM GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE FOR REAL! my blood sister is 10 weeks prego! cant post on facebook because my sister told me not too but i am bouncing off the damn walls!!! 

Me: “I’m gonna read and review one halloween fic a day from the AFF halloween party!”
Sudden real world stuff taking up free time: “Bend the fuck over JD.”
...fuck, hope I can read another one tomorrow at least!

After all these years, I'm finally ready to confess: I killed the radio star and framed Video for it. Sadly, Video died in prison in 1998, but I hope this confirmation of his innocence brings some comfort to his two children, MP3 and Streaming.

Earlier tonight, my story, Billion Dollar Harem reached 200,000 dragon prints! I can hardly believe just how incredible this is! When I started this story a few years back it was just to practice my writing and for my own personal pleasure. Now, today, I share that experience with nearly 7,000 people each month! It just blows my mind every time I think about how big this story has gotten. So I just want to take this time to once again thank all my fans and readers, those of you who check the archive once or twice a month to see if I’ve updated and especially those of you who’ve taken the time to offer me encouragement with your comments and questions here on the forum. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. Remember this is your story as much as it is mine and I hope that I can continue to prove myself worthy of your viewership as I begin Billion Dollar Harem’s final chapters. This time next year I expect it to be finished and I hope you will all continue on that journey to its end! Thanks again, and I look forward to hearing from you all in the future. P.S. Chapter 45 should be on its way in the next few days!

Had to share this article about the benefits of our collective-favorite hobby:
https://www.theatlantic.com/education/archive/2019/10/how-fanfiction-improves-writing/599197/

I have received a final grade of 8 (out of 10) for my BA thesis in Japanese language and culture. So I will be graduating with a BA degree and a grade point average (is that what it’s called in English?) of 7,75. 

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

My birthday is tomorrow, and it’s a big one. Why didn’t I move to a planet with a larger orbit?

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

It was 27 years ago today that the daft bugger and I decided to do that marriage thing. I have a sneaky feeling it’s working out.

Recently, someone asked me “What do you want to accomplish in the next ten years?” They probably expected something entirely different than what I answered. Some folks, surely, must answer that question with “I want to be promoted in my job” or “I want to get married,” or even “I want to own my own home and not have to deal with my bitchy landlady anymore.” My answer perplexed this person, and honestly, it confuses me, too.
I want to be truly finished with pieces after I’ve written them. I don’t want to spend hours, days, weeks, and even months and years wondering how I could have improved them. I don’t want to wake up in the middle of the night and realize I left a huge-ass plot-hole somewhere, spelled someone’s name wrong, or got chapters out of order. I don’t want to go back, read over my stories, think “My GOD that’s crap,” and spend the next several months agonizing over how I can improve the crap. I want to write, proofread, make final edits, and be done with the piece, able to move on without worrying I’ve made some horrible mistake...and no, I’m not just worrying for nothing. I do make horrible mistakes and find them months down the line, frequently enough that it’s given me some nasty recurring writer’s block.
Improving your craft can make you so much more critical of yourself. When I first started writing (we’re talking single digit ages here) I never looked back. Now I have decades of experience and years of education behind me, all geared toward improving my writing...and I can’t stop looking back long enough to look forward.
Maybe it’d be more realistic to say “I want to win the lottery without ever touching a ticket.”

What is an OPossum? 
 
 
 
 
An Irish Possum?

More of George’s Phone Follies: A while back, I had to delete my phone’s entire custom dictionary because every time I began typing a word that began with the letter F, it wouldn’t stop suggesting “fuckfuckfuckityfuck” (which I used ONCE in a chapter of “Country Summer”).

Went to the 50th Anniversary Tour show for Jethro Tull last night. Ian Anderson’s voice is rough, but gods, that flute of his… and he can still play on one leg!   

Went to the 50th Anniversary Tour show for Jethro Tull last night. Ian Anderson’s voice is rough, but gods, that flute of his… and he can still play on one leg!   

Went to the 50th Anniversary Tour show for Jethro Tull last night. Ian Anderson’s voice is rough, but gods, that flute of his… and he can still play on one leg!   

Looking at the next weekly prompts in dribs/drabs:
Week 209 “Do-able! DG sure came up with interesting some fun stuff! Should manage to finally finish slumber party with these!”
Week 210 “I yearn for the cold embrace of death to release me from the horrific pain of existence. All is suffering.”
Week 211 “Ooh Christmassy!”

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I love my parents.
I’m at work late. I turn around and the arizona rain hit. Its raining sideways the wind is howling and moaning and my car is in the farthest reaches of the parking lot.
and my parents of all people drive up and help me to my car.
I don’t deserve them.

For financial reasons (some self-inflicted, some because of my mother-in-law’s medical expenses), I am giving up cable TV. Will have to find some other way to watch The Loud House and Craig of the Creek. Or else my cartoon fanfics are going to be taking a Netflixy turn. 

Operation GetFired  is not going well.  I must up my SnarkGame. 
 

ok so i need prayers, my mother has stage 3 kidney disease, and my uncle had a stroke last night. i swear someone put a curse on my whole damn family. bad things keep happening! i wish i knew who did it or a counter curse or a way to break the curse! this is starting to piss me off!!!