So Dorian set up his own site and put the link to my journal on it. The link must now be on 20 different sites!

Let’s see, what else? Oh yeah, Eileen. She emailed me saying I’ve been on her mind, is nursing her husband back to health who just had surgery, and is excited to read the book I’m working on.

That’s when I burst out laughing because I’m not exactly sure my stories are what Eileen would want to read, LOL! I had no idea I’d share my stories with others other than a few close friends, but now that I’m getting more recognition as a writer and generating more interest, I’m trying to keep my stories at least relatively free of intimacy and swears from here on out. Not that she couldn’t handle it. Eileen’s pretty open-minded and she has read this journal, some of which gets a little dirty, LOL, but because minors could be reading some of my stuff, I’ve toned it down. I did tell her, however, that I could edit out the steamy scene in my last story and send her a copy of it if she’d like. If she wants it as is, that’s ok too, of course. It’s her call. I explained a little about what I write and said to let me know if she wants a synopsis or would prefer to be surprised if she does want to read anything. Same goes for anyone else. If you want to check out any of my stories, just let me know.

How did Icy Apple incense get to be so good? Mmm… definitely gotta add it to my favorites list!

Since it’s the weekend I gotta sleep with both sound machines on and an earplug, thanks to a freaking landlord (woo-hoo, I said “freaking”) that won’t leave us alone for very long. Thank God for being deaf in one ear!

I have no idea why I feel compelled to do this, so don’t even ask. I guess it just amuses me to surprise people, and Jan’s about to get a surprise, alright, if the email I found last night really is her husband’s and he gets the email I’m going to send on Monday and tells her about it. I’m waiting till Monday cuz I really think the daughters got my message and that Jan doesn’t know who I am or care to email me if she does. Yet the thought of divulging my crush on her and sharing my story and journal amuses the hell out of me. And so I will send James a note explaining that I liked her, was inspired by a dream to write a story with her in it, and I’ll enclose the first part of it as well as the link to my journal.

I’ll attach a couple of pictures of me too, and the start of the story in the email (which is at his place of work) and say that I plan to post the entire story at the journal site once it’s done to generate their interest. I doubt I’ll really post it there, though. Either way, it will be interesting to see if anyone contacts me, though I’d be willing to bet it’s pretty unlikely that they would. In fact, I’d bet most of my dolls they won’t. Not the favorites, but most of them. Anyway, I guess Jim works at someplace that sells doors.

I told Marie that someone insisted she was obsessed with me and she denied it, as I expected her to, saying she simply likes the person she loves, and do I know what she would do to me if she were obsessed, LMAO?

I replied saying she would come out here first chance she got, wait till Tom was by himself on an errand, kidnap me and take me to the secluded little cabin she got way up in the Sierras (or the Cascades), then have her way with me all the time!

She replied by letting me know she almost came, I have a vivid imagination and that is one of the things she loves about me.

And Tom said I shouldn’t encourage someone who’s unstable. Of course I laughed at this since I just can’t see her being unstable or obsessed in any dangerous way. That’s a guy’s thing. And something that happens in my stories. Her obsession is both annoying and hilarious, but definitely harmless.

Later…

When I look back on some of my earlier stories from years ago, I almost want to cringe with embarrassment! I don’t know why, but while I was pretty much always good with lyrics, I was a lousy story writer. Compared to my more recent stories, It’s almost hard to believe the same person wrote them, not that I’m perfect now or anything.

“Holy crap this is great,” was Marie’s response to the first part of the story I started a few days ago based on the Jan dream I had, LOL! Now that’s quite flattering coming from her.

Also, Eileen assured me she’s old enough to handle my steamy scenes and can always not read anything that’s too much for her, LOL. This is true, so I sent her Rainbow Dreams and We’ll Meet Again Someday.

Marie said she didn’t want to tell me, but she sent a letter out Monday with a couple of pictures enclosed her coworker took, not the one that’s interested in her and which she says isn’t her type. I guess she liked how she looked in skinny jeans.

Bet I would, too! grins

Other than non-stop barking, since our landlord is only home long enough to sleep and to bug us, things are running smoothly. Well, they would be if the backaches would go away. I just can’t figure them out.

Paul is recovering from surgery and hopefully doing better and Dorian sent some funny jokes that put a smile on my face.