Sunday, November 16, 2008

A Novel Way to Pass the Time

Am writing my novel again.

The protagonist is now jacking off over the corpse of the girl. She is in a pinafore and has...nevermind.

Pretty soon, he will make a discovery. And then the police will come.

Later, visits from a familiar face. And more drinking. And a more...ephemereal visitation.

So, sex - check, masturbation - check. Now, where do I cram squirting, watersports, anal, and Immanuel Kant?

Oh well. I will find a way.