Construct a scene/short story/chapter with the following opening:
Crystal woke with a confused groan. She tried to stretch, but discovered that her hands were secured tightly to the headboard.
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Construct a scene/short story/chapter with the following opening:
Crystal woke with a confused groan. She tried to stretch, but discovered that her hands were secured tightly to the headboard.
Crystal woke with a confused groan. She tried to stretch, but discovered that her hands were secured tightly to the headboard. Then she suddenly noticed that something was definitely amiss. For one thing, she couldn't move her arms or legs. She tried pulling them down, only to find out that they were securely tied above her head with leather cuffs attached to each wrist and the cuffs tied to the headboard with many lengths of rope. The headboard!! Crystal then began to panic as she knew her bed didnt have any headboard. She tried to struggle a bit, and realized at the moment that her feet were also securely tied to the opposite sides of the footboard, leaving her legs very wide apart. Looking around and trying to figure out what the hell was going on, she was shocked to see what looked to be some sort of log cabin, judging from the walls surrounding the bed. As her eyes roved around the room, becoming more and more frightened, her view rested on a chair at the foot of her bed. There sat a man, dressed all in black, wearing a ski-mask, and his intensely piercing eyes were the only feature of his face, besides his mouth that Crystal could see.
"Where am i? Who are you? And what do you want with me?" The man, whose piercing eyes had never left Crystal's face, rose slowly at that. "Who i am is of no importance. Where you are is at my cabin, very remote and far from any human. Now as to why you are here, that i plan on finding out soon for myself" the man replied in a thinly veiled disguised voice. "What do you mean? finding out what?" Crystal cried.. "Let me go how dare you" She then began struggling in earnest, but the ropes and cuffs which bound her were so very tight that she could hardly move at all, which only made her more frightened. She had never been tied up before, and the feeling of helplessness, along with being abducted by a total stranger was more than she could take. She screamed for help. The man only laughed. "Now now Crystal, dont waste your breath with screaming, no one can hear you for miles. And you will need your breath for other things shortly" At those words, Crystal truly became frantic, crying over and over "Why are you doing this to me? Do i know you? " Sternly the man replied "From now on, you will answer my question and if you can tell me what i need to know i will set you free. Otherwise you will stay here permanently.."
"Are you nuts? You cant get away with this. People will miss me." Crystal shouted. The man only laughed and replied "I need to know where it is" "Where what is" Crystal questioned? "Wrong answer" he stated, and with that he walked up to her, reached down, and slowly unbuttoned one button. "Now wait a minute, what are you doing? Dont you dare to that" Crystal cried. The man only said, "Tell me where it is" Again Crystal replied that she had no idea what he was referring to. And yet again he reached down and unbuttoned another button. It slowly dawned on Crystal that she had to think quickly of something to answer, or soon there would be no more buttons, and she was wearing nothing underneath. "Where is it?" Crystal said, "Back at the house" "Wrong answer" as he smiled and unbuttoned another button. This game went on until all the buttons had been slowly undone. Now Crystal used to fantasize about being slowly stripped in such a way while tied up, but never had she thought that it would happen against her will and with a complete stranger.
"Time is nearly up. You have two more tries to get it right, if not, you shall be punished for not answering me correctly. Now where is it?" Crystal shook her head, pleading "Please dont do this, i truly have no idea what you mean" He slowly slid one side of her blouse away, leaving half of her body totally nude. Crystal blushed at this, and the cool air made her nipple suddenly get hard. "Tell me now" he said. Crystal began crying softly, knowing that she would never know the answer and that she would be punished, probably in some horrible way. "I told you, i honestly dont know. Please let me go. I'll never tell a soul" she shakily answered.
"Wrong again" and he pulled the other half away, leaving her entirely nude. Crystal began squirming now, blushing and humiliated that a stranger was seeing her this way. He then took scissors and cut the rest of the shirt away and pulled it from her body.
"Now is the time for your punishment." " No please, i tried to answer , please dont hurt me" as Crystal said these words, the masked man grabbed her mouth , keeping it open and quickly placed a wiffle gag in her mouth, and tied it behind her head. Crystal began whimpering and struggling, pleading to the man with her eyes not to hurt her. He looked her up and down, slowly allowing his eyes to roam over her nude and stretched out body, and Crystal, seeing this, shut her eyes, trying to imagine that this was some sort of dream. Because her eyes were shut, she never noticed that he had suddenly bent down over her and whispered words in her ear.. "Tell me, dear Crystal, are you ticklish?" Crystal's eyes shot open at this, and she screamed omg in her mind, shaking her head and twisting and turning as much as she could. The tall dark stranger smiled to himself as he watched her frantically trying to break lose, knowing more than she imagined just how ticklish she was and where she was most ticklish. Still using a disguised voice, he said softly in her ear, "Tonight will seem like it will go on forever, and at the end of this night, you will be an entirely different person. I never intended for you to have the correct answer, my plan all along was your abduction and eventual submission as my tickle toy"
Hearing these words spoken in a low whisper, Crystal whimpered and began frantically pulling at her bonds. How did she get into this situation? Would no one be able to find her? And did she really want to be found? While thinking these thoughts flitting through her mind, she failed to notice that the mysterious stranger had bent down once again, and before she could react whatsover, placed a blindfold over her eyes, similar to the type worn by people when they want to block out any light while sleeping. Crystal now felt completely helpless, her being rendered both speechless and sightless both something she feared and yet craved deep in her soul. But not knowing what might happen made the fear come more to the surface, and she began whimpering, trying to scream thru the gag, and again trying her hardest to get loose.
He looked down at her struggling body with pleasure, having imagined this so much in his mind. He waited until her struggles wore her out, and she lay there, breathing rapidly and turning her head, trying to listen for any noise which might prepare her for what was in store. Suddenly Crystal gasped, well tried to gasp, as she felt a singer finger lightly tracing from one arm, beginning at her ticklish palm and working its way up and around her underarm, and then progressing to her neck, in which she tried to scrunch down, then on to the other underarm and trailing the finger tortorously lightly towards that palm. Crystal shuddered, as the light touch tickled and tried her hardest not to give him any satisfaction by betraying just how ticklish that finger felt. Again, the man took his same finger, and lightly traced back down that arm, and this time circling her left breast and on to the right breast, circling tantazingly slowly and Crystal began a little giggle which she quickly supressed. Twitching and trying to avoid what was beginning to tickle, the finger then meandered down her right side. Crystal squeaked a bit and flinched as far from the finger as she could, that being one of her more ticklish areas. He saw this and smiled, as he ran his finger up and down that right side, enjoying the flinching and the small escaping giggles coming thru the gag. Crystal shook her head, as more giggles sifted through the gag and then he traced the area from her right side, onto her stomach, which caused her to giggle more and flinch, to the left side. Crystal giggled more, as she still tried to escape what was becoming more and more of a tickling sensation, wondering if she would ever survive an all out tickle touch.
Suddenly he quit. Crystal, still twisting a bit, listened very carefully to try and gauge where the next touch would occur. eeksssssssssss she squealed thru her gag, as he began lightly using all his fingers to play her entire upper body like a keyboard. Over and around, back and forth, going everywhere he could, first her underarm, then her breasts, then her sides, always changing places, tickling her lightly and quickly as fast as he could. Crystal squirmed, she giggled, she laughed, she shook her head, she couldnt take it. It tickled so much. This might have gone on forever as far as she was concerned, time had no meaning, she just knew this tickled like nothing she had ever experienced before, and not being able to see where his fingers would hit next , made it all the more ticklish for her. Wondering why he never said a word, but just tickled her, she writhed and squirmed, never realizing that the sight of her naked, moving, and very ticklish body was something he had dreamed about for a very long time. He loved the utter power and control he had over his toy, and he meant to use that power to keep her guessing and wondering how long he planned on keeping her. Continuing his symphony on her upper body, Crystal's giggles grew louder being heard even thru the gag. He loved the sound of her giggles, he had heard them many times before, and thought that he wanted to hear them in their full clarity. He stopped for a minute to remove her gag. Crystal felt as the gag was unhooked from her face, and immediately began with " you have to quit this its eekssssssssssssssssssss noooooooooooo hahahahahaha" as she felt an all out assault on her underarms, both at the same time, he using both hands to tickle both pits at once. "Noooooooooooooo not there, i cannot sttandddddddd itttttttttttttttttt hehehehehe hahahahaha" twisting now, trying hard to pull her arms down to protect what she felt was probably the most ticklish spot on her body. Ahhhhh, there was that sweet sound of her delicious giggles that he was waiting so long to hear, they sounded even more appealing to him in person than over the phone, and yes he had heard her giggle and laugh many times on the phone.
He stopped again, allowing Crystal to catch her breath. "Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you say anything?" His silence was unnerving, and while she waited in anticipation of what would happen next, she became aware that she was getting rather aroused. Hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't notice, she felt absolutely humiliated that she could become aroused from a total stranger tickling her upper body. The tall dark stranger did indeed notice, and grinned sadistically to himself, as he thought of how many times she would come close to the edge, only to be brought up short, until she would do practically anything in order to cum.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo" Crystal screamed as she felt fingers dancing on the sole of her right foot. Being totally unprepared for this latest attack, she immediately began giggling and wiggling her foot, trying to escape the unbearable tickle sensations shooting up through her entire system. "eeks hehehehehehe hahahahahah noooooo not my feet please" she cried out, as she giggled and laughed, struggling so hard against her restraints, that the bed creaked from her weight. He only continued to tickle up and down her sole, sometimes staying in one place that seemed to illicit the most reaction, like the balls and right under her toes. " i cant take ittttttt noooooooooooooooooo hehehehehehe", shaking her head back and forth, twisting her imprisoned foot. His fingers just tickled faster and harder, until Crystal became breathless from laughter. Music to his ears, he smiled as he watched her failing attempts to escape this torturous tickling assault on her right foot. It stopped suddenly, and Crystal tried to catch her breath, never realizing it had stopped, and still giggling and squirming. "Please no more on my feet, it's more than i can stand" she sobbed out, the tickling making her cry even as she laughed.
Breathing hard and trying to listen as much as she could, she felt herself getting even more wet. "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo" as he now focused his attention to her left sole, doing everything to that foot that he had done to the previous. Now Crystal had discovered a bit back that her left foot was more ticklish than the right one, but she had no idea of just how ticklish her foot was when tickled by someone else, and not able to stop it. She thought, "this is pure agony, i can't take it" as he lightly but quickly ran his fingers up and down her left sole, focusing on those areas that illicited the most giggles and laughter. Giggling, laughing, shaking her head, thinking how much more it tickled when not being able to see what was going on, she became more and more aroused, against her will.
As quickly as the tickling had begun, suddenly it stopped. Rapidly breathing, sucking in air, Crystal again still continued to giggle and squirm even as the tickling ceased. "Now what" she wondered. Her short blonde hair was plastered with sweat, her back was sweating and the sweat was trickling down to her butt, where it also tickled.." nooooooooooooo" as she suddenly felt what could only be a make- up brush or a soft feather lightly tickling her inner thigh, this tickling making her giggle, squirm, and also moan all at the same time. If only he would use that brush on her ever increasingly wet clit, which she was sure was throbbing and which she was also sure he could see. He lightly traced all around both her inner thighs, then teased her outer lips, never actually touching her lips or her clit, and to her utter dismay, she noticed that she was actually arching her back up to try and get the brush to touch her (now) aching clit. He continued this tickling all around but never actually touching her clit or her lips, moving faster around and around, til she thought she would go mad. "Ooooo please touch me there" she said, all inhibitions lost. "Noooooooooo not there" as she felt his fingers tickling now on the hollows between her hips and lower stomach. That is one of her worse places to be tickled, heck she could touch that part herself, and make herself flinch. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeekssssssss nooooooo hahahahahahahahaha please not there please" Crystal cried out as she continued to laugh and struggle, angry at what was turning her on, suddenly quitting. Twisting fruitlessly, she giggled and gasped as she continued to laugh and tug at her restraints.
She suddenly felt a heavy weight settling on her hips. Realizing he must be straddling her, she prepared for the worst. Not knowing in which direction he was facing, she tensed up then shivered suddenly as he traced his one finger from her inner thigh down to her left foot, then back up and repeated the process on her right leg. After such intense tickling, it felt rather good to her, just illiciting small giggles. Suddenly however he began a fast light tickling up and down her legs, first one leg to her foot, then the other. Being a good bit taller than herself, (she was five two, he six feet tall) he was easily able to reach down and use his fingers to tickle her as fast as he could. " hehehehe nooooo that tickles too much " she gasped out as she began again pulling against her bonds. This went on for at least fifteen minutes when he suddenly stopped again.
Crystal lay there panting and still giggling, and a sudden release of pressure made her realize that he had gotten off from her hips. She waited , not saying anything, breathing fast. "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooo" she suddenly cried, as she felt something wet and slippery flicking very lightly over and around her clit. At the same time, fingers began lightly tickling up and down her sides, from her hips up to and around her breasts, then back down again, focusing on that special hollow between her hips and lower abdomen. Laughing , giggling, Crystal never felt anything like this before, as his expert tongue teased around her ever increasingly engorged clit. Between the tickling and the sensations from her clit to her toes, she was being driven to more arousal than she had ever felt before. Without realizing it, she arched her body up, trying to push her clit closer to his teasing tongue. Moaning and giggling intermittently, she felt an orgasm beginning in the depths of her insides growing, getting closer and closer. "Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh yes please ". she cried out. The mysterious man, recognizing the sounds of the moaning getting more intense, smiled and stopped.
"Noooo dont stop" Crystal cried out. For the first time since the tickling began, he spoke. "Lie still " Crystal, hearing him speak for the first time in what seemed like forever, moaned again and tried to arch her back up to him once again. "Lie still, i said" this time spoken in a stern voice. Shivering at the sound of his voice speaking with such control , Crystal tried her hardest to settle down, as the need to orgasm began fading...
For what seemed like an eternity, the sadistic stranger repeated the process several times, the light teasing circling of her clit with his tongue, and the tickling of her entire upper body. Crystal, moaning, laughing, squirming and frustrated as hell pleaded with him to allow her to cum. Everytime she once again almost got to the point of release, those words would sound "Lie still" and she had no choice but to obey him. She would have given her right nut(if she had had one) for release. Being driven so close to orgasm only to be denied and brought back down, only to have it repeated over and over was driving her to the point of insanity. Never before had Crystal experienced being tickled while being sexually teased, and she both loved and hated it. The sensations of being tickled, while also being so aroused at the same time was maddeningly torturous. "Please" Crystal pleaded, gasping for breath, "Please let me cum, i'll do anything please let me cum" At these words the dark stranger said. "Call me Sir and i might let you cum" Indignant at having to call a strange man Sir, she just shook her head, but continued to moan. "I can keep you on the edge all night if i wish, you have no choice in the matter." he remarked.
Frustrated as hell and thinking to herself that maybe it wouldnt be so bad to call him Sir just once, she nodded. Once again, he played with her body, tickling her armpits, her breasts, up and down her sides, and his tongue worked its magic on and around her clit, this time however licking the clit harder so that Crystal could really feel it and knew for sure that she would cum. As she got closer, recognizing once again the signs that she would soon cum, he paused, waiting. Crystal, practically sobbing with frustration now, finally screamed out . "Please let me cum, Sir, please" . The man smiled and moved up to whisper something in her ear. At these words, spoken in a voice she recognized, Crystal's eyes shot open. " its you" she cried, as once again his tongue found its way back to her clit, and because those words that he whispered never had failed to arouse her before, she exploded with such intensity, that she screamed and screamed. Not satisfied with her reactions, he started to tickle her again and continued to lick and suck at her clit. Now being so sensitive after orgasming, this tickling became unbearable and her clit also was very ticklish and those feelings, along with the orgasm she had just experienced, aroused her again.
Laughing, moaning crying out that she couldnt take anymore, she experienced orgasms after orgasms as he wouldn't quit. He only said "i'll be done when i'm done" Remembering all the times he mentioned that to her before, she arched her back again and screamed as the most intense orgasm of the night overtook her body, seeing stars and colors like never before. So intense was this last orgasm that Crystal passed out in total exhaustion. "Now i'm done" he said, smiling down at her sweat soaked body.
forgive the tameness of this story...i haven't had much experience..
isabeau
Just curious isabeau, how did you get advance notice of muse's assignment? Or did you just stick the opening she gave you on a story you already had?
I liked the story overall, but there are a few areas that need some work, I will leave these to muse's capable hands, except for one of them. As this is not yours though, I guess you can relax.
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She tried to stretch, but discovered that her hands were secured tightly to the headboard.
Shame on you muse, passive voice in a assignment. tsk tsk. Are we going to have to revoke your editor's card?
crap....i did do that as i've got a writer's block..and was hoping that both positive and negative comments might help me get over it..this was my second attempt at writing last year...i had used the name melanie..and it began somewhat differently and had more of an ending...will i be banned for cheating a bit?Quote:
Originally Posted by Rhabbi
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Originally Posted by isabeau6
Not my decision here, ask muse. I wrote all my stories from scratch though.
i knew i shouldn't have done that..ban me from this section..i deserve it..the problem was i am suffering from a writer's block and wanted some feedback from earlier stories..i guess i really didn't know better..Quote:
Originally Posted by Rhabbi
if it's your decision, or Muse's please ban me i don't wish to break any rules here..i'm truly sorry about this..
Just a fellow student, though further along than you. I see no harrm, why don't you write another story and go from there. As for feed back from earlier stories, I am sure we will all be glad to help.Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
thank you i will do just that if Muse agrees....i was getting a tad upset, thinking i blew it, and i was getting to like it here..o can i post my other stories here as well?Quote:
Originally Posted by Rhabbi
Hello isabeau,
I can sympathsize with your feelings of frustration from writers' block and understand why you 'cheated' (I don't mean that to sound negative). It can be just as instructive for you to go through the process of rewriting your story, even if it wasn't written specifically for the assignment.
There are a lot of good ideas throughout your story and it's always refreshing to read a story about tickle torture. There's not enough quality tickling stories out there, if you ask me.
I'm not going to make any specific criticisms at this stage. The major flaw I can see is the way you've written the dialog between your characters. When you have two (or more) characters interacting through dialog, you should always provide separate paragraphs for each so it's clear exactly who is speaking at any given time. Don't be afraid of single line paragraphs.
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"Where am i? Who are you? And what do you want with me?" Crystal asked.
The man, whose piercing eyes had never left Crystal's face, rose slowly at that. "Who i am is of no importance. Where you are is at my cabin, very remote and far from any human. Now as to why you are here, that i plan on finding out soon for myself" the man replied in a thinly veiled disguised voice.
"What do you mean? Finding out what?" Crystal cried. "Let me go! How dare you!" She then began struggling in earnest, etc. (Punctuation corrected in red)
A re-write with this in mind would be a good place to start. It's also a good thing to do to distract your thoughts from the block you're experiencing. In other words, revising an old piece is a way to write your way out of writers' block.
Good luck and have fun :)
anonymouse
I can't speak for rose but it's not like you pawned off someone else's words.Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
I suspect being bent over a table and receiving 30 or 40 smacks with a decent paddle would boost your inspiration. That's how we handle such behavior on Level4. Then again rose is a stickler so you might not get off so easy.
Mad Lews
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Originally Posted by isabeau6
You can post your stories in the maain forum here, Author's Garrett, and we will be gald to tear them apart for you.
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Originally Posted by anonymouse
thank you for those helpful suggestions...as a matter of fact i did do better with format with later stories...i copied and pasted this from my word pad..i suck lol...i shall re write the idea Muse gave me from scratch using the correct format and using punctuations and abbreviations that i know i didn't use in my earlier attempts...i also forgot to capatilize back then..this was hmm a year ago that i began writing..and i wrote about ten stories in all i think...my best being "Melanie gets a visit from the Plumber."
wow Mad Lews himself...i know you and i've enjoyed your stories very much...thank you for reading my humble attempt..and you are right i didn't pawn from anyone but myself..Quote:
Originally Posted by Mad Lews
hehe 30 or 40 smacks would be quite a punishment, as i've only been spanked briefly before by my ex Master...
Rhabbi thank you....i expect you all to tear my stories apart, how else can i learn? i'll begin posting them during this next week...my first assignment will be to start again from scratch, if Muse will allow that...
wow a super friendly and helpful place..
MS Word unfortunately has its own set of formatting rules it imposes on text pasted from it into message board windows like this. To avoid those formatting issues, you need to save your MS Word doc as a plain text file and then re-open it in Notepad. Make sure 'Word Wrap' is turned off then copy and paste into here.Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
Looking forward to reading more of your work and yes, there's a lot of lovely people here willing to freely give of their time to help new writers develop the craft of writing.
anonymouse
i shall be glad to go over this story and any other you go with. As i have said, i would be upset if it were not your work.
Don't be scared. i seldom bite, only nibble a bit.
This place is like the hotel California. You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.
We will tackle that nasty writers block, never fear.
huggles,
rose
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yikes...thanks for that helpful advice...i'll follow that from now on...
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Originally Posted by Dragon's muse
whew thank you Muse...i was worried there for a bit...i don't want to be considered a cheat...lol i like that line also...
Glad to see you are staying around isabeau, I did like this story. Tickling is one of my favorite things to do, though I have not yet taken it to the level you described in the story. It does give me some ideas for upcoming treats though.
wow...thanks Rhabbi...o i'll stay around as long as i'm wanted..and even if not then even lol..if that made sense...i was a bit worried that tickling might seem like fluff to hard core bdsm peeps...it's all i know though for the time being...i'm glad you enjoyed my humble attempt...Quote:
Originally Posted by Rhabbi
Far from it, isabeau. Tickling is simply one of those fetishes that (for reasons unknown) doesn't seem to get written about very often in BDSM fiction. I imagine part of the reason may well be the laughter factor. Dungeons traditionally (stereotypically) are places of pain and tears and so laughter could appear incongruous in that setting. However, a hard tickling session can be every bit as torturous as a hard flogging except, rather than result in pain, its results manifest more on an emotional level -- the humiliation of peeing one's pants and laughing at the same time, for example. To describe such things in writing isn't an easy task to do well, even when you can write from experience.Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
ah you are right there..and for some, tickling is used as punishment..pain subs who would much rather face hours of beatings are terrified of being tickled, if they are horribly ticklish and cannot bear it..thank you for that..hmm i'm going to try my hand at completing the assignment given to me, as soon as i can get my head on straight..it's been a fairly upsetting day..ahh i'm too emotional..Quote:
Originally Posted by anonymouse
i did publish my very last story here in the garrett...called Melanie gets a visit from the Plumber...if you care to read that..
Yes, I read it yesterday. First impressions are it's a very enjoyable story, well written. Time permitting, I'll write a full critique today for you. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
thank you i look forward to it with great pleasure..i didn't mean to self-promote lol..Quote:
Originally Posted by anonymouse
hehe - that's quite OK. It's part and parcel of being a writer that we like what we write to be read and to receive feedback. I should have left a quick note yesterday to say I'd read your piece (instead of just silently subscribing to the thread).Quote:
Originally Posted by isabeau6
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Originally Posted by anonymouse
Yeah, that is a bit aggravting to all of us, and I am guilty of it as well. But I cannot find the time to pull apart all the stories here.
isabeau, I will do that for your story and either post it or PM you by the end of the week.
eeks looking forward to it i think lol...i need all the help i can get so that i can begin to write with more creativity and uniqueness, which is missing..most of the stories i have written are almost direct fantasies of my own...i will be honored by both of your critiques...Quote:
Originally Posted by Rhabbi
What a grand thing to look forward to in Level Four! Woohoo!! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Mad Lews
isabeau, it's great to see you here in Writer's Block. :) Your instructor, the lovely and talented rose, is just what you need to overcome your writers block. Just soak up the essence of expertise that is rose and you will be soaring in no time. That's what she did for me. And just an FYI: when she deems you ready for Level Two, no amount of begging will keep you from being moved on. Believe me, I tried. But in Level Two, there's Aussiegirl, who is fantabulous! And in Level Three, there's Ms. Ruby- an awesome soul. You've now met the Mad and Lews of Level Four (I'll whisper secrets about him later, when he's not listening in). And you'll meet H Dean, who is around here somewhere...that just makes me smile for some reason. But rose was my first. Very special. ~sighs dreamily~
You are with friends here. Just relax, take a deep breath and let the words flow. Or modify the ones you already have. In whatever form, they are your words. That's the important part.
Have fun!
tessa :wave:
hey thanks tessa.....i know Muse aka rose will be a major help to me..she must have infinite patience...ahh i know Mad Lews..i'm very familiar with his excellent stories..i'll have to check your's out as well.. and hehe i'm very interested in any secrets lol....i am so glad i found this place...among other things, it is helping me heal my wounded spirit...thanks again tessa, and i might add you are beautiful...Quote:
Originally Posted by tessa