Like all night sex only without the raw spots...

[purplerabbit]

The sun has come up. I don't remember it coming up. It is a beautiful morning. I can hear the birds signing outside.

I just brewed myself two more cups of tea and added a slice of carrot cake to my feast (donated by friends). I have returned to my room and ran a word count on Chapter 7. I have written over 2100 words this night. And I don't want to stop, it feels so damn good.

My sweeties slept upstairs last night to give me space for this this. Good poly doesn't just mean sharing your sweetie with lovers, but with other passions.

My am sore, wet and still not sated.

Comments

[beanolc.livejournal.com]

You go grrrl. When the muse strikes, she must be answered. You make me want to write.

[hopeforyou.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear you've found inspiration and that you've consumed carrot cake this morning. Yay!

[erisian-fields.livejournal.com]

It's been ages since I've been muse-ridden like that. It is both blessing and curse and some of my best writing has come from moments like that. Enjoy the ride. :)