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New Book Out!

And at last it is ready!

 

This title is the answer to Stories for an Ignorant Man, written for Staring Brat 2.  They are both free and available anytime from the Books page or any good online store. Click on the pics to be sent through to the distributor.

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Lots of Artwork and Book Progress

Firstly, I think the nasty old bitch should get off the website.  My life is none of your business.  Here is what they did to your father –  Liverpool Care Pathway

As you well know, unlike you I actually tried to do something about it.  Because of your incessant bitching and the vast stupidity of consultants and nurses alike, I was unable to do anything to help your mother.  She never suffered from Alzheimers, they simply made that up because of the delerium brought on by medication that she only required because of you insisting on feeding her shite because you are a moron.  Please piss off and get yourself killed by a similar method.  All it takes is the agreement of three consultants and you too can be ‘eased out.’  I see you are still communicating with the bitch nurses.  Maybe they could start you off early.

 

On a more cheerful note, I have finally managed to successfully use snapchat, and hope to have similar assistance with instagram soon.  I cannot tell you what a mine of useful people I have finally managed to tap.  There are several new images, which I may or may not post to the site.

In negotiations with the Mosque at the moment, although I have to say they are very slow responders.

Book going extremely well.  I am slightly in love with Asher, which always makes for a better book.

 

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New Ina Pics

If I was chocolate I literally would eat myself. Especially raw.

 

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Stress

Another government department with problems, sigh.

May 2017 the NHS tried to kill my mother, sent her home for what they thought was her last week, only for me to tell them where to go and save her life by putting her on a highly technical raw food diet, which apparently pissed both them and my siblings off enormously.

July 2017 I was so fat I thought I would have a stroke, and stopped eating crap to please my friend(?) so that I wouldn’t actually die pleasing him. I had already been waiting for graphics he had no intention of producing for 18 months at this point.

I tried to be a lady about Wolfe, the minute I knew I had feelings for him. I avoided him because I couldn’t deal with it.  The thanks for that was not knowing he was married when I came across him in the first place, because he didn’t bother letting anyone know for several years after he married.  (probably marketing reasons)

Found out about his wives a year ago in August, after making significant differences to the way I felt about and dealt with the world during the previous 8 years.  This made my mother’s life significantly better, and Ina now exists, but some things are still not right. I still have a pile of work to do, as soon as I’ve secured an income to cope with the day to day I have to get a few more pieces finished. I have some lovely stuff for Boris and Wolfe to finish.

October last year- finally cut myself some slack and went to see Wolfe, which was beyond my expectations.  Nothing was wasted, and I am really glad I did not adopt the standard response of writing him off as he was the best thing that ever didn’t happen to me. Sorted our shit out.  Damaged my leg shortly after this, which has hugely impeded further weight loss.

December last year the NHS finally found a way of killing my mother, hugely assisted, apparently, by the family’s continued bitching, so she was effectively hoisted by her own petard. There was no way of intervening according to the horrifically stupid and disgusting people I dealt with. Got a job with a fascist company that wanted me to believe lies from American businesses which have been exposed for years.

March got the job with the bank, which ended badly in June due to a Sadist and a probable Narcissist within the management, supported by a weak manager from a company that takes no responsibility for anything they do, despite earning millions for doing nothing well.

July went to a government department with a long-term bullying issue.  Liked the job, but was again maliciously targetted by a serial bully who has got away with doing the same thing to people for years.

Now probably about to go to a second government department with similar issues.  Would rather not bother.  Sick of people’s shit.

In the meantime the NHS appear to be trying to neglect my disabled friend to the point that he is also likely to die.  He has been actively preventing the completion of any work requiring actual input for years, so it doesn’t affect that, and there is nothing I can do to get some stuff done without help.  Am extremely frustrated and pissed off.

Don’t know why Little Shiva had to be such a complete wanker. My future prospects with three companies remain permanently damaged because I told him he was beautiful.

I don’t have time for twats. Literally.

 

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New book on the way

It is not the one I was expecting to write, but there is a new book on the way, which I think will probably not be free to the general public as it is a lot more specialised.

I have finally, after my slow output over the last few years, reached the point where I do not need to put too much time into marketing, so I think it is time to do some more carefully thought-out pieces, and to be honest my new friend is sticking pins in my brain in a surprisingly ordered and pleasant way.

I definitely did the right thing by randomly staggering into him, life has not been very pleasant this year.

So, although he has had some very rough notes preceding the first story, I think he will probably get a series of short stories as a sequel to ‘Stories for an Ignorant Man.’  I was not expecting quite such a kind, intelligent and funny individual when I made my rather offhand comment.

It has made me consider further the issues of blame, shame and respectability that I have previously discussed.  I am on the right track, for a change.

I pity the people who went out of their way to damage me this year.  They are obviously not happy or nice people, and it doesn’t matter how much money they make or work they procure, nothing will help them become happy or pleasant.

The same can be said for the obsessive old woman who stirs her cauldron whilst looking at the site every day.  Nothing can help any of these people.  They are toxic, and they will remain toxic until they die, because to heal they would need to see the problem.

I have been very teary today, because I am exhausted.  Some things you can’t do anything about.  It’s very sad.

 

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Ina is coming out to play shortly

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Tired of you now

I am going to start reporting to the bank every time a bank computer is misused to access this site.

I am sick of your tiresome bullshit.  Go away you stupid, worthless, miserable little man. You should have tried being honest in the first place.

I will be telling somebody they are beautiful every day from now on, the only reason for you to bother stalking me via a website is to find out who it is.

Please die of whatever your problem is quickly so that everybody else can get on with their life.

 

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The Pornstar

 

So, today I met a pornstar, and I told him he was beautiful.

He liked that, his fans are usually psychotic whinging male dominants and weeping teenagers who are consumed with guilt about their love of having their blood supply replenished via whip or belt.

He is, not surprisingly for my current schtick, Indian.

I have narrowed it down to nice hands, old fashioned English phraseology and body hair. I do love a furry chap. It is a bit like wriggling about with a large and unusually exciting cat.

I have quickly gathered a following of my own, not for porn production I hasten to add, but I had a fascinating chat with a lovely man from Northern England during which I explained a few thoughts which were hitherto not pinned down.

I do have a deviance, but it is linguistic, and my interest in DS is an interest in the audio, rather than a fascination with actual pain, which is OK now and again, but I am not that fussed about delivering or receiving it in comparison with a lot of verbosity.

I am finding this niche quite hard to locate, but it is amusing looking.

I did produce some pseudo-erotica over a decade ago, which was sufficiently far out to attract some unwanted international attention, so I quickly buried it.  I am not planning on bringing it back to life, however I do think a lovely short story in honour of the porn star is in order, so I will be taking care of business and freeing up some time for that this week.

I also met a charming naturist, who would like to hang around in the garden naked, so socially things are looking up, so to speak.

 

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Well I never

I have a gorgeous tiny Indian postman.

We had a lengthy chat today.

He was delivering a parcel for Ina.  I am suitably delighted.

Hello!

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