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[Fowler1972]

As some of you will know, through my limited posts on other threads, that I started a blog at the beginning of the year. In part this was to help articulate feelings around my battle with anxiety and depression but I also write about whatever takes my fancy. It seems to be well supported on here, which is really appreciated, so I thought I’d just start a new thread and share the link.

 

https://phillslater.blog/

 

A little bit of self promotion, yes! but I’m also interested to know if any others on here have their own blog that they would like to share. I’m also new to this game so any hints/tips anybody has for growing their audience would be great.

 

Please feel free to sign up and share with others. For a number of reasons, I’m not currently working so doing this keeps me out of the pub and maintains some form of harmony with my gardener (see first post).

 

I’m currently trying to write a short post of erotic fiction which has lots of sex in it [emoji15]. Should be done by the end of the week!

 

 

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[General Dryness]

Let me know if you need any help with the erotic fiction. I know tons of rude words and I wank to porn a lot, so you might say I'm a bit of an expert in the field. Because I once had a wank in a field.

 

I await your plea for assistance.

[Fowler1972]

Let me know if you need any help with the erotic fiction. I know tons of rude words and I wank to porn a lot, so you might say I'm a bit of an expert in the field. Because I once had a wank in a field.

 

I await your plea for assistance.

Many thanks for your kind offer of help. I will almost certainly be taking you up on the offer as the only rude words I know are; ‘wazzock’ and ‘spanner’. I tested these out on my gardener and noted that she didn’t become remotely sexually excited.

[General Dryness]

Willy, boobies and bum cheeks.

 

This is just an example of the filth I can summon at a moment's notice.

[Spy Bee]

The love letter to yourself article is interesting. It reminded me very much of Eckhart Tolle. He's brilliant if you have never read him. In The Power of Now he talks about how you experience the world almost as two beings, the protagonist and the witness. He articulates this a lot better than I can recall it, but check it out anyway - it's a great book for changing your perspective.

[Fowler1972]

Willy, boobies and bum cheeks.

 

This is just an example of the filth I can summon at a moment's notice.

These are excellent. I’ll definitely include. Thanks.

 

 

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[Fowler1972]

The love letter to yourself article is interesting. It reminded me very much of Eckhart Tolle. He's brilliant if you have never read him. In The Power of Now he talks about how you experience the world almost as two beings, the protagonist and the witness. He articulates this a lot better than I can recall it, but check it out anyway - it's a great book for changing your perspective.

Thanks, I hadn’t heard of him but I’ll check him out.

 

 

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[Total Longo]

Is this "soup dislike" just solely a tomato soup thing?

[Jairzinho]

The love letter to yourself article is interesting. It reminded me very much of Eckhart Tolle. He's brilliant if you have never read him. In The Power of Now he talks about how you experience the world almost as two beings, the protagonist and the witness. He articulates this a lot better than I can recall it, but check it out anyway - it's a great book for changing your perspective.

 

Fuck reading him. Listen.

 

That fucker has the most relaxing manner of speaking on the planet. 

[Fowler1972]

Fuck reading him. Listen.

 

That fucker has the most relaxing manner of speaking on the planet.

Sounds, just what I need.

 

 

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[Section_31]

Imagine how short a Mills and Boone would be if it was written for blokes.

 

"Count Fucknuts entered the room and said to the chamber maid 'take your knickers off!' But it was already too late, before he'd uttered the final syllable she'd ditched her world robes and was bouncing up and down on his cock, her backside possessed as though set alight by the breath of beelzebub himself. He jizzed so hard it came out of her eyes and then retired to his quarters for a pot noodle and a wank. She tried to arrest his glare but he did retort - "not now love, the equaliser's on Dave."

[Chris]

Been a journalist my whole professional life (barring a couple of years in marketing). I yearn to write for me, for pleasure and eventually turn that into something that means I don't need editors and commissions anymore. Somehow I never get around to it. 

[Section_31]

Been a journalist my whole professional life (barring a couple of years in marketing). I yearn to write for me, for pleasure and eventually turn that into something that means I don't need editors and commissions anymore. Somehow I never get around to it.

Amen brother. I've been reading 'how to' books on novels and screenplays since I was about 19 and yet have done fuck all. Offer me some money to write about tech hacks for the Portuguese sewer system though and it's on your desk at 9am the next day.

[Chris]

Amen brother. I've been reading 'how to' books on novels and screenplays since I was about 19 and yet have done fuck all. Offer me some money to write about tech hacks for the Portuguese sewer system though and it's on your desk at 9am the next day.

 

 

That's pretty much my existence. Not sure I have it in me to be honest. I have ideas, but I just get so bored of them so quickly. Not sure how I expect anyone else to be interested in them when I'm not. 

[Fowler1972]

Been a journalist my whole professional life (barring a couple of years in marketing). I yearn to write for me, for pleasure and eventually turn that into something that means I don't need editors and commissions anymore. Somehow I never get around to it.

Just start writing and finish something... Also helps if you’ve got no job and struggle to leave the house.

 

 

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[Remmie]

Not mine but a mate's witty alcohol recovery blog: https://soberpunks.co.uk/

I'm not going through alcohol recovery myself but read it regularly as its funny and entertaining as well as heartfelt.

[Fowler1972]

First paragraph of my erotic fiction post. A bit cliched and really aimed at women but whatever gets you off through the night...

 

She noticed him standing by the door as she made a last gasp lunge through the closing doors as the train readied itself to leave the station. Subconsciously she’d expected him to move backwards as she moved into the space directly facing him and later remembered being slightly unnerved when he did not. Being a seasoned traveller on the London Underground she was well practiced in avoiding eye contact with all passengers, no matter how many were squeezed together in a carriage, but straight away she could feel his eyes on her. Not quite daring to meet his stare she attempted to recall what he looked like based on her fleeting glance as she entered the carriage. Handsome, quite tall, dark hair with a stubble he was certainly her type, probably everyone’s type.

 

As the train bumped its way along the line she started to feel more comfortable with the position she found herself in. She allowed herself to drift with the moment and enjoy the sensation of her body against his. She had no idea if he was even fully conscious of their proximity to one another, or he just had a different definition of personal space, but she had already begun to fantasise that this was a shared experience. One they both wanted.

[Spy Bee]

Using door twice in the first sentence feels a bit awkward. Other than that I am horny as fuck and can't wait for you to post more!

[Fowler1972]

Using door twice in the first sentence feels a bit awkward. Other than that I am horny as fuck and can't wait for you to post more!

Good spot, I’ll amend. Thanks.

 

 

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[Pureblood]

Is it called "Frottage at Swiss Cottage"? 

 

I've just cum. 

[Jairzinho]

Good spot, I’ll amend. Thanks.

 

 

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Just bin off "standing by the door "

 

Added early mystique. Sexual.

[Jairzinho]

Sounds, just what I need.

 

 

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https://www.youtube.com/user/EckhartTeachings/videos?disable_polymer=1

[Fowler1972]

Just bin off "standing by the door "

 

Added early mystique. Sexual.

Thanks, that’s exactly what I’ll do. Good to get some other eyes on it. I was thinking of asking my gardener but she may have questions if I do...

 

 

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[Fowler1972]

https://www.youtube.com/user/EckhartTeachings/videos?disable_polymer=1

Thanks, I see you have to subscribe so I’ll do that and take a look.

 

 

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[Captain Turdseye]

First paragraph of my erotic fiction post. A bit cliched and really aimed at women but whatever gets you off through the night...

 

She noticed him standing by the door as she made a last gasp lunge through the closing doors as the train readied itself to leave the station. Subconsciously she’d expected him to move backwards as she moved into the space directly facing him and later remembered being slightly unnerved when he did not. Being a seasoned traveller on the London Underground she was well practiced in avoiding eye contact with all passengers, no matter how many were squeezed together in a carriage, but straight away she could feel his eyes on her. Not quite daring to meet his stare she attempted to recall what he looked like based on her fleeting glance as she entered the carriage. Handsome, quite tall, dark hair with a stubble he was certainly her type, probably everyone’s type.

 

As the train bumped its way along the line she started to feel more comfortable with the position she found herself in. She allowed herself to drift with the moment and enjoy the sensation of her body against his. She had no idea if he was even fully conscious of their proximity to one another, or he just had a different definition of personal space, but she had already begun to fantasise that this was a shared experience. One they both wanted.