Wry Ramblings From A Hot Wing

[Jeff Burton]

2 minutes ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

If you don't mind, I will not be looking for that anytime soon.  And that's okay. Encrypted just had a bunch of boners, and looked how popular that is.  

lmao.

i did start the sequel to that one and it’s got way more sexual tension in it then the first story did. I just need to get passed chapter 1.  So far I’ve got 3k of text I haven’t deleted and what looks like a solid plan.

But I kinda need something else.  I need a story for me. When I wrote Black Sun that was a story for me, to help me vent some stuff and it’s a dark story, but it was written from the heart.

Thats what I really need, another story for me, written from the heart, so I can vent some stuff but it isn’t as dark.  Something with hope, maybe some filthy stuff so I can take care of those urges as well.

Usually when I write something I can feel the emotional over tones of it way before I have a plot or even characters, I kinda have that feeling for something now but it’s not there yet, the feeling is not done fermenting.

I have ideas all the time but finding that one that sticks with me to make it on paper and is able to follow through to the end even when it’s a struggle like Encrypted was is hard.

 

[Jeff Burton]

8 minutes ago, Davide said:

I'm thinking the most sexual scene you've published may be that one part of Black Sun that thankfully only gives a quick overview of what happened and is very much not intended to be a pleasant scene to read.

Yeah that was pretty damn dark.  Crazy that Black Sun gets mentioned by the both of us for totally different reasons.

And trust me I have the ability to go even darker than Black Sun but I’m not going to do it.  Not here anyway.

But yeah I need to figure myself out.

[Jason Rimbaud]

2 minutes ago, Jeff Burton said:

lmao.

i did start the sequel to that one and it’s got way more sexual tension in it then the first story did. I just need to get passed chapter 1.  So far I’ve got 3k of text I haven’t deleted and what looks like a solid plan.

But I kinda need something else.  I need a story for me. When I wrote Black Sun that was a story for me, to help me vent some stuff and it’s a dark story, but it was written from the heart.

Thats what I really need, another story for me, written from the heart, so I can vent some stuff but it isn’t as dark.  Something with hope, maybe some filthy stuff so I can take care of those urges as well.

Usually when I write something I can feel the emotional over tones of it way before I have a plot or even characters, I kinda have that feeling for something now but it’s not there yet, the feeling is not done fermenting.

I have ideas all the time but finding that one that sticks with me to make it on paper and is able to follow through to the end even when it’s a struggle like Encrypted was is hard.

 

What's more hopeful than writing part two of G I Ant!!!!

What I do when I'm having trouble. Re-write it. 

Let's take your 3k word example. I would start writing it over from the beginning, word for word. When I do that, usually my brain starts re-wording sentences and then I gradually start adding scenes/dialogue or change into something else entirely. Usually my subconscious works out my problem and as I start re-typing the words, I find a direction.  

[Davide]

7 minutes ago, Jeff Burton said:

Yeah that was pretty damn dark.  Crazy that Black Sun gets mentioned by the both of us for totally different reasons.

And trust me I have the ability to go even darker than Black Sun but I’m not going to do it.  Not here anyway.

But yeah I need to figure myself out.

It took a whole month between reading Black Sun's (deservingly) scary content warning and gaining the courage to read the story, but I knew I wanted to do it to eventually. If you were to post something darker, although you just said you won't, I might not be able to read it.

Edited April 6 by Davide

[Jeff Burton]

Just now, Jason Rimbaud said:

What's more hopeful than writing part two of G I Ant!!!!

What I do when I'm having trouble. Re-write it. 

Let's take your 3k word example. I would start writing it over from the beginning, word for word. When I do that, usually my brain starts re-wording sentences and then I gradually start adding scenes/dialogue or change into something else entirely. Usually my subconscious works out my problem and as I start re-typing the words, I find a direction.  

I’m happy with the 3k that’s there my problem is the push to continue.

I’ve actually got a solid plan on the plot for the first 10 chapters that make up Act I, clear direction, and I’ve got a chapter map for those 10 chapters.

But the push to continue, isn’t there. 

Take The Last Key to Avalon, a story im 3 chapters into. That one has the entire road mapped almost with the entire plot done, key points mapped out by chapter. I’ve got enough technically to carry that one all the way to the end.

If fact if I kept writing it the entire time I’ve done nothing I would have finished it 2 weeks ago.

But there it sits lol.

Motivational process makes absolutely no sense especially to me.

It all boils down to the will to continue, that’s where I’m stuck.  My brain is just absolute static when I think about it.

[Jeff Burton]

1 minute ago, Davide said:

It took a whole month between reading Black Sun's (deservingly) scary content warning and gaining the courage to read the story, but I knew I wanted to do it to eventually. If you were to post something darker, although you just said you won't, I might not be able to read it.

Trust me that story is as dark as I want to go.  I love the story, I go back and reread it myself all the time.  

But my head wasn’t in a good place when I wrote it and thankfully it’s not anywhere near that place now.

And @Jason Rimbaud my apologies for highjacking your thread lol I’m trying to work it out.

[Jason Rimbaud]

2 minutes ago, Jeff Burton said:

I’m happy with the 3k that’s there my problem is the push to continue.

Hmm, for once I'm going to be supportive much like a jockstrap, and send you only my best, cleaniest, thoughts. 

[Jason Rimbaud]

1 minute ago, Jeff Burton said:

Trust me that story is as dark as I want to go.  I love the story, I go back and reread it myself all the time.  

But my head wasn’t in a good place when I wrote it and thankfully it’s not anywhere near that place now.

And @Jason Rimbaud my apologies for highjacking your thread lol I’m trying to work it out.

This thread is a bunch of useless wramblings, your shit is better than my G I Ant story. Though I'll add part two tomorrow. 

[Jeff Burton]

3 minutes ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

This thread is a bunch of useless wramblings, your shit is better than my G I Ant story. Though I'll add part two tomorrow. 

I enjoy the rambling. But man I could go for some hot wings. 😂

[Jason Rimbaud]

11 minutes ago, Jeff Burton said:

I enjoy the rambling. But man I could go for some hot wings. 😂

If you come to San Francisco, wings are on me. 

But beware the G I Ants that live in our tunnels.  

[Lee Wilson]

2 hours ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

Hmm. I apologize in advance. 

There is an old song with a song lyrics...

Can't you see my faded Levi's bursting apart (it's cause he's very excited). . 

For crying out loud!

[Jason Rimbaud]

3 minutes ago, Lee Wilson said:

For crying out loud!

For that I love You!

[Davide]

It's unfair that this thread's title keeps making me eat hot wings. They're not even a common thing around here.

[Thirdly]

8 minutes ago, Davide said:

It's unfair that this thread's title keeps making me eat hot wings. They're not even a common thing around here.

I swear when I get another job, I am straight up planning to travel to Jason's restaurant to eat the real deal. It's going to happen at some point.

[Jason Rimbaud]

34 minutes ago, Davide said:

It's unfair that this thread's title keeps making me eat hot wings. They're not even a common thing around here.

Just to let you know, across eight different apps, all third party delivery services, and local reviewers, my average rating is 4.8 stars.  . 

26 minutes ago, Thirdly said:

I swear when I get another job, I am straight up planning to travel to Jason's restaurant to eat the real deal. It's going to happen at some point.

With no false modesty, I have the best wings you'll ever eat. The internet says so, and they can't lie, can they? 

[Jason Rimbaud]

Plus I look sexy in my apron!!!

[CassieQ]

18 minutes ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

Plus I look sexy in my apron!!!

Just the apron?  

[Jason Rimbaud]

1 minute ago, CassieQ said:

Just the apron?  

The moment I take it off, the magic is broken and I look like the bald, pasty white boy I am. But with the apron, I look like a fucking god!!!!  . 

[Davide]

21 minutes ago, CassieQ said:

Just the apron?  

Now that would be 5 stars restaurant.

[Jason Rimbaud]

The sound of gunfire was deafening in the small confines of the tunnel. Jeff had knelt down and was sending rounds down the tunnel into a massive black body with six thick legs. 

"Aim for the head," Jason roared out as he tried desperately to position his giant magnifying glass into the tiny beam of light. 

"Why didn't I think of that?" Jeff muttered as the powerful high-velocity round penetrated right between the powerful pinchers. 

The ant paused, and then surged forward, accompanied by the high-frequency squeaking sound they had come to understand was its language. The squeaking sound was terrifying, but it was nothing compared to the clicking sound the pinchers made as the ants continued to push up the tunnel. 

"Any time now," Jeff yelled as he pulled the empty magazine out. He dropped it at his feet, and as he inserted a fresh magazine, he counted the discarded ones at his feet. Six empties. That meant he only had three left. "If you are going to do what you said you can do, you better do it quick." 

Jason wiped the sweat from his eyes as he held up the heavy magnifying glass. They had angled mirrors, linked together like some giant lighting system, each mirror shooting the beam of light further into the tunnels. 

But they had gone further than they ever had before, and the beam of light just didn't have the power to utilize the unique capabilities of concentrating the beam of light into a deadly laser that could penetrate the body armor like plating the ants had naturally.

"It's not like I'm sitting on my hands here," Jason struggled out as his muscles strained to keep the glass upright. 

Then, behind him, Jason heard a shuffling of footsteps. Did they somehow get behind them? He turned his head and nearly dropped the glass in his surprise. 

Because walking towards them out of the semi-darkness was a tall man wearing a flowing blue robe. In this stranger's hand was a tall pole with an odd looking crystal fixed atop. 

Jason asked, "What the fuck are you supposed to be?" 

The stranger remained silent and then held up his hands. The crystal in the staff began to glow, faintly at first and then with ever increasing brightness. Until it became too much to bear. 

Jason squinted as the stranger barked out, "Hold it steady."

Then the light grew unbearable, and the stranger twisted his body, and the bright light narrowed, and the man shot it directly at the mirror. The mirror reflected the light, through the magnifying glass, and the ant, only ten yards away, burst into flames.

"That's what I'm fucking talking about," Jeff yelled out. He had no idea of the stranger's presence, as he had been focused on the oncoming attack.

The heat from the beam of light seared Jason's eyebrows, and he moved the glass to the next target. Again, the ant screamed in pain and then burst into flames. The remaining ants stopped and then quickly retreated down the tunnel. 

The light faded and Jason collapsed in exhaustion. Jeff rushed over and noticed the stranger for the first time. "Who the fuck are you?" 

The stranger pulled back his hood and said with a friendly smile, "I'm Myr."

[Davide]

27 minutes ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

The sound of gunfire was deafening in the small confines of the tunnel. Jeff had knelt down and was sending rounds down the tunnel into a massive black body with six thick legs. 

"Aim for the head," Jason roared out as he tried desperately to position his giant magnifying glass into the tiny beam of light. 

"Why didn't I think of that?" Jeff muttered as the powerful high-velocity round penetrated right between the powerful pinchers. 

The ant paused, and then surged forward, accompanied by the high-frequency squeaking sound they had come to understand was its language. The squeaking sound was terrifying, but it was nothing compared to the clicking sound the pinchers made as the ants continued to push up the tunnel. 

"Any time now," Jeff yelled as he pulled the empty magazine out. He dropped it at his feet, and as he inserted a fresh magazine, he counted the discarded ones at his feet. Six empties. That meant he only had three left. "If you are going to do what you said you can do, you better do it quick." 

Jason wiped the sweat from his eyes as he held up the heavy magnifying glass. They had angled mirrors, linked together like some giant lighting system, each mirror shooting the beam of light further into the tunnels. 

But they had gone further than they ever had before, and the beam of light just didn't have the power to utilize the unique capabilities of concentrating the beam of light into a deadly laser that could penetrate the body armor like plating the ants had naturally.

"It's not like I'm sitting on my hands here," Jason struggled out as his muscles strained to keep the glass upright. 

Then, behind him, Jason heard a shuffling of footsteps. Did they somehow get behind them? He turned his head and nearly dropped the glass in his surprise. 

Because walking towards them out of the semi-darkness was a tall man wearing a flowing blue robe. In this stranger's hand was a tall pole with an odd looking crystal fixed atop. 

Jason asked, "What the fuck are you supposed to be?" 

The stranger remained silent and then held up his hands. The crystal in the staff began to glow, faintly at first and then with ever increasing brightness. Until it became too much to bear. 

Jason squinted as the stranger barked out, "Hold it steady."

Then the light grew unbearable, and the stranger twisted his body, and the bright light narrowed, and the man shot it directly at the mirror. The mirror reflected the light, through the magnifying glass, and the ant, only ten yards away, burst into flames.

"That's what I'm fucking talking about," Jeff yelled out. He had no idea of the stranger's presence, as he had been focused on the oncoming attack.

The heat from the beam of light seared Jason's eyebrows, and he moved the glass to the next target. Again, the ant screamed in pain and then burst into flames. The remaining ants stopped and then quickly retreated down the tunnel. 

The light faded and Jason collapsed in exhaustion. Jeff rushed over and noticed the stranger for the first time. "Who the fuck are you?" 

The stranger pulled back his hood and said with a friendly smile, "I'm Myr."

You could post G.I. Ants as an actual story on GA. And I'm being serious.

[CassieQ]

1 minute ago, Davide said:

You could post G.I. Ants as an actual story on GA. And I'm being serious.

Develop it into an anthology piece.

[Jason Rimbaud]

Just now, CassieQ said:

Develop it into an anthology piece.

If you think you'll escape my evil machinations, you have another thing coming. . 

[Jason Rimbaud]

4 minutes ago, Davide said:

You could post G.I. Ants as an actual story on GA. And I'm being serious.

This is just silliness because I kept trying to get someone to write about G I Ants but no one would. So I think I'm going to take ten minutes a day and see what happens.  . 

This is just to make Jeff laugh.  

[Davide]

1 hour ago, Jason Rimbaud said:

Just to let you know, across eight different apps, all third party delivery services, and local reviewers, my average rating is 4.8 stars.  . 

With no false modesty, I have the best wings you'll ever eat. The internet says so, and they can't lie, can they? 

I wish I could go to your restaurant, but I'm all the way in Portugal. Maybe I'll go to San Francisco on holidays someday, but even that's not easy because the plane would be expensive.