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Good Morning!

I love saying 'good morning'. Morning is such a lovely time of day, even if it's right before I go to bed.

I've consolidated my blogs here... just this one.. faithinthemoon.com

That domain has a lot of meaning for me. Faith is an amazing character that I have a lot of investment in. I was writing him with PinWheel, and they're an amazing writer, way more popular than me, but I'm a stubborn dick. Just so you know. Faith in the Moon has so many nuances for me. It's about independence, love of nature, faith in things that can't be explained, even if I'm an atheist all the way... I still love pretty beautiful spiritual feelings that can be explained. If we knew everything, won't that be boring, ne?

Also.. some of my stories have come down from this site. Google finally brought the hammer down.. no google ads revenue for sites that contain adult material. Fail. Suck. Oh well. I'll write my erotica and if you all want it :) You can get it on kindle or nook.  I haven't made a lot with google ads (we're talking ten bux  here.. wow!), but I would like to think that I could. I do need to pay my rent and gods know I'd like to make enough money to buy some health insurance one of these days... so if I could write stories, get enough people hear reading them... You all get free stories, I get health care and diet coke (Might be opposing concepts there).

I'm working on putting together an ebook with the lemons I wrote for this blog when it started.. I'm gonna call it Lemonade Stand. I might get it done and out today.

So! Contest! Come comment! Tell me what kind of lemons you'd like in the lemonade stand... and I'll draw two lucky winners when the book comes out :)

(Lemons... are sex scenes... in this case short pwp love scenes.. unless I get deranged and they get bigger... bigger.. harder.. slower :) Wickeder.. or something!...)

NYD

Comments

Anonymous said…
Let me see,
Poignant ones after a misunderstanding are always goo.! LOL
You know me Nix, anything you write makes me a happy girl.

LOL again!!

Teresa

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