Back to erotica - what's happening with my work
Well, to be honest I've been too upset for the past two weeks to write anything.
But, I was working on my next chapter, and I will get back to it in time.
First, a note on "Naked Girl". This story is in a semi permanent limbo. I've been getting a lot of feedback on it lately, so for those people who read this I thought I would say something.
A number of things have 'tossed me out' of working on the story:
- Chapter four really didn't work right for me. I posted it way back when just to 'get it off my desk', but I have never felt it came out right. It will definately be rewritten when I finally come back to this story.
- Chapter 1 begins with her going to school and gives a specific real world date. By the time I posted a few chapters after that that date had passed and a protest at the school in the real world had prevented school from starting for a while. That kind of put the story 'out of sync' for me, so I'll want to rewrite it to make that detail more vague next time.
- I want to finish Alandra before I work on anything else, but Alandra has taken a few years longer than I expected.
So I hope to get back to it in time, but I have to deal with those factors first.
On my current writing, the weekend chapter of Alandra takes all of the various stresses, puts them on the 'stage', and has everything come into conflict in order to give us our conclusion.
With the understanding that this is a pre-edit and will likely change by posting time, here's a sample from the writing:
Breakfast wasn't. Melinda's parents had somehow managed to not yet wake up despite the questions I'd heard in the hall. She had an angry look in her eyes when she turned away from glancing down the hall as we left the bathroom. Daddy apparently wanted his little girl back in the closet.
Not my business though, I had my own shit to deal with. Well, she was a good part of that shit. I'd let this girl come into my life and nearly sweep me away, all cause she knew how to kiss me. But she was really just what the guys called a bitch that didn't know it yet.
"So we gonna head..." Melinda began, but I cut in.
"Hey, I'll call you later OK?" I tried to lie, knowing I was probably really speaking the truth. Then I had to go and qualify it with, "check up on May, we all usually hit the mall or something in the afternoon."
Fuck, I could'a been out clean too. She had a look on her face as I walked away from her house that reminded me way too much of Jennifer. How the fuck did I get a magnet for lezzies in love stapled to my ass anyway?
"What is all this shit?" Pa said as I walked in the door. He was standing there in his robe, bleary eyed, with a joint in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.
The living room looked like hell. Popcorn, cigs, and a bit of weed were tossed about. I could swear there was a cum stain on the TV, I was pretty sure there was one on Kitten's belly, and she was just lying there out cold on the couch with one leg half draped onto the coffee table. She looked like a used whore. Believe me, I knew the look. "Fuck if I know," I said. "Take your pills yet Pa?"
He just saluted with his coffee cup, glanced my nude form over for a bit, and went off into his room.
Kitten stirred so I made my way to her, "Hey..." I started. "Check out time girl."
"Huh? Where am... Oh!" She bolted up, and bounded off for the restroom. What the fuck had those twins done to her?
A boy I didn't know came out of my room scratching his nuts and saying "Yo..." He knocked on the door to the twins room.
"You got till I finish blinking to get the fuck out of my house or you lose those nuts for good," I said, clenching a fist.
Recognition or something must've kicked in, cause he was out the door, still nude, before I had a chance to step out of the way and give him a clean escape. Still I let him pass after bumping me. Hassling him would've only meant I would'a had to deal with him more.
I found his pants or something like it on my bed, and just tossed it out the window to the alley out back. Ok, I took the cash from his wallet first.
Kitten came out of the restroom about the same time as Rosa popped out of her room. "Hey, where's Joe?" Rosa asked.
"Joe? What the fuck was he doing in my room?" I asked.
"Hey, you weren't using it," she said.
"Joe passed out after doing Rosa," Kitten offered. So I'd just ripped off the guy who took my little sister's virginity. Maybe I -would- go kick in his nuts later...
"Don't get involved," I said, with a wave of my hand at Kitten. "Your parents know you're here?"
She got a look of sudden terror on her face and ran for the door, then ran back looking around the living room saying, "Oh shit!"
"I think your purse is in the kitchen," Rosa said.
Kitten ran off, then came back with a small shoulder bag. "Bye! Tell Manuel I said... um, well, tell him..."
As you can see, Alandra still has issues. Some of them self created, some of them not.
As for the ending:
{...} It was the last time I would ever see her nude.
And that was when we heard the police sirens.
[End...]
[...Epilogue]
{...skipping a lot...}
I was finally home, if you could call it that. Eight years since that fateful night. I'd gotten my life back together and moved away from that town.
San Francisco. Pa once told me I was born here, but they moved away after what happened with her. I guess it was fitting, me coming here. After all, me and her together; ...
Now I was sitting here in a cafe on West Portal, waiting for the principal to show up. The college kids behind the counter had nothing on bill, and there was none of that friendly couch atmosphere we used to love. It was a busy get your latte and go place, and I had one of maybe five seats in the joint, watching the back of a naked redhead sitting in the burrito joint across to way; wishing she'd turn around, wishing it would be her.
The new principal of the local high school, a place that used to be called Macateer, wanted to meet me before I came in. Sent me an email saying he had a special case to discuss with {...}
Well... If I put up enough for those pieces to make sense, I'd be handing you the actual weight of the ending now wouldn't I?
Its in work, and when I start to feel better I'll get to finishing it. If it ends up matching my outline well, a lot happens, it'll be erotic as ever, and hopefully something the fans will like.


