I have a lot of stories started, but I'm mostly finishing stories for creative writing- which I will definitely post after I finish rewriting them. I might ask, first, if it's okay to put them online while having plans of publishing them. Would that make things complicated? I don't know.

Creative writing is really helping me to get a feel for the 'reading audience' and turning slow steps into long leaps with my re-writing. I think if any of you who enjoy a good, short read should check out any of the next shorts I post. I've written to impress my class, and that's really helped, too. I believe it has something to do with there being other writers in the class and Hearing their opinions.

I'm ending this journal with one of my many views on writing:

Writing is like raising a child, reworking the progress and being very careful as the infant grows bigger and more complex. Amateur writers over-protect and conceal some of their 'babies', and the oblivious parents think they're little 'darling' has the promise of the world and sends it into a world full of very critical people with driven standards.

It's helpful to be bothersome mother figure and grab your work by the arm and tell it "Don't forget your scarf before you go into the cold world." Also, it helps to have father's rigid standards like "Don't take no guff from nobody, and when you say a word like 'Fuck', you better mean it."

I lost base with this daily journal idea, but I knew the day would come when there would be many days before I cared to write an entry :P

I'm finally getting something I've wanted. A writing community. I'm taking a creative writing course and learning all about the world of writing, the part I care for. It doesn't linger on structure or rules, which had me bound too tightly to the formal ways of writing and threw me off on a few stories(can you tell which ones? :3).

My first assignment I re-wrote about three times. I still see a few changes I would make but only a few. I'm quite proud of it and have enough feedback on it that I don't feel the need to share it here.

And that's okay. Because there are more porn stories coming up and maybe something nice as well. Who knows.

Journal, help me relearn how to write the year-to-date. Thanks. :)

Listening to Fast Car, I thought I'd update the ol' journal. Busy. That's the best way I can put it. Creative Writing class is fun, but we have our first, mostly introductory, assignment with questions to help get to know ourselves in a writing sense. I wrote half a page for the first answer out of ten... that bad? :/

Today's Plans: Write up a commission. Write/finish a story or two. Do the homework for Creative Writing Class. Go to library. Class tonight. Find correct book for school.

What will probably get done: Class tonight. Find book. Maybe some homework?

Let's hope today isn't like that.

Things have been so crazy, I can't recall the last week without taking a few minutes to think about it... or maybe that's normal, I dunno-nor care. What really matters, are stories!

New stories on the way:
1- me and a friend will be working on
2- something I was messing with on the side during School Spirit
3- something I wrote on the spur of a moment
4- a commission I merely have to type up for Zakcat

And further, much further in the future: a sequel to School Spirit with another slamming pic(I hope it will be Toki, I loved her work on the first! and I'm a sucker for sticking with what works!), another commission- 1 for liam, and who knows what else! :D

Please bring me the one last key part of talent I need to be successful at one of the semi-talents I have. Semi-talents being my writing, my music, my art... I'm close to being good-great at one of them, just askin' for that one thing- or even the directions to find it.

On a lighter note; for those who've seen Glee, and the others that can do a google search to understand what I'm saying- the gay boy in Glee reminds me of Lee(fox) from Out of Position by Kyell Gold....

P.S.- This is my journal and I'm allowed to make emo' postings/whinings.

I finished one story. I'm waiting for a pic to be finished first before posting both ^^ I'm pretty happy with it and where it's going to go. I want to finish a few others, one being a commission before jumping to Part 2. Then, I think it will be time for book writing again. I've planned out a lot for the Wolf Mistress. I don't like to give away too much, though, and I won't be wasting time teasing :P

I've been working on the commission for Zac the cat! It's all very smutty and being hand written I will have to do a whole mess of fine tuning when I type it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZweDwbJ_Ic

yeah, nuff' said. DX

Still working at work and working on stories and working at fixing things in my mind and working at fixing things in other's minds- it's a lot of work.

I'm doing two of those works, one of the works I just finished and got home from(the job I mostly speak of).

I mentioned Furry Funeral just a moment ago. I imagined what a furry funeral would be like, especially if it would have to be held without the deceased... I imagine we would play the music our fallen brethren would prefer and work on writing/drawing whatever porn they also would prefer and leave it on their 'makeshift' grave(as the body wouldn't present most likely) after posting it on FA for a few watches/favs.

It is the Furry Way.

It's been a while since the last journal. I took a mini vacation a few hours up north to see some friends, and I had a blast. It's the last day before I'll be heading back home. Bon fires, guns, hot tubs in nearly freezing mornings, staying up for over 24 hours and only getting 2 hrs of sleep, meeting great people, and couple it together with the good ol' fashioned Southern Hospitality.

I always carried a resentful prejudice to redneck culture, but I'm happy that I got to be submerged in the thick reality of Alabama culture. It's a lot different compared to my part of where I live. I was happy to be apart of a cheerful, rowdy get-together. It helped me realize that I don't know everything, and the best learning happens when you branch out and open up to experiences- which I always felt like doing, just needed a little time off and a place to go.

There's a reality show based in my hometown, featuring a set of four preppy females. TLC is sponsoring, and now I just wonder what kind of geniuses over-looked the Best part, the Real part, of Alabama culture that resides in places like these. And it's much more entertaining.

So, I did quite a bit of song writing last night at work. I had a lot of fun, and I even added a few paragraphs to the upcoming commission submission.

I got watch a grown man cry right in front of me. I handed a paper towel, listen to his woes for a just a bit... and he decided to leave. I think the very passive, uncaring expression scared him off. I shut down when people have issues like that. I pride myself on being objective and not mislead by emotion. Soon after crying, he said something... I remember something like "You just feel like you want vengeance."... I could be wrong, but it was something in that range... I felt good to be object and replied with 'That's not the way to go about things.'

So, interesting day! How was yours? ^^

First night at work I didn't crack open a school book, and it was everything I could hope for- boring. lol As soon as I could settle down and concentrate on writing, I realized it was grocery day and more work had to be done. I even did a little sweeping to appease the Camera Gods. They are ever watchful of me, and I think they can see me turning around to send text messages... hmm... hopefully they don't see the phone and I will be in the clear! XD

Stories being done at work might be postponed since I want to sketch something out, some real art, for my mother's present on Christmas. I always feel shitty at gift-giving. It has to be perfect and meaningful or I just won't get anything at all. I'm slowly resenting the Christmas season more and more, the older I get. There's no magic in many things for me.

Still, I don't believe in ruining other people's fun. Just give me my 'medicine', and I'll bring the Christmas Cheer.

I just woke up, and I'm doing a journal now because I have no plans of getting one done after work, in the morning. lol Six hours of sleep after the heavy anxiety/exam-study rush is not sufficient for this poor old wolf.

Yeah. So. It's cold. I had to put my Special K snack bar in the microwave so it could be 'chewy'! But it's okay. There are plenty of furries in the community. I'll probably skin a few and wear the fur for warmth, maybe even use some entrails for a nice bed. Mmm. For this journal, I like to give a special thanks to George Lucas for the handle little surviving tip.

I just needed to get that out there. Enough evil, back to basics.

I've got NO homework to do tonight. So... what should I do? Uhh.. Commissions. lol On the side, at work, I hope to knock out commissions... then come home and get a few side projects done. In all, if everything goes according to plan, there's an ass load of stories coming up this month! ^^

Did registration at school. It's a nightmare. I will be taking one more class on the load(for reals, it's not that bad, but I'm retarded in some sense in which I can barely handle over 3 classes ><). This made me a little concerned for my writing... but a miracle happened ladies and gents. I made the off comment about wishing their were some writing classes, because I truly love to do it despite my stagnate posting times(I do a bit of writing on the side you all don't see, simply cause I know the majority of you are not interested).

Well, my adviser showed me that they sometimes have Creative Writing but more than likely won't be on the list. They rarely have the Creative Writing class open and- oh, what's this? It is open for Spring Semester, and what else? Oh! It replaces a Psychology class that didn't sound interesting to me? What's that you say? As my adviser, you think I should take it? I agree, I have plenty of psychology classes under my belt, and there will be plenty more after. Yes! Put me down for it!

So, in all, I will probably be posting creative writing stuff over the spring ^^ I hope you will like it.

Also, if any of you readers prefer 'sex' stories, talk to me and help me find out if there is TRULY no clean writing that you wouldn't like seeing... It would be an excellent and creative challenge to get one of you pervs to find something Non-sexual worth Faving!

First of December
is cold.

It was literally shorts and t-shirt weather yesterday, and at the stroke of midnight with a rushing rain it becomes a winter hellhole for those who were fooled by yesterday.

I always carry a jacket, mostly because it carries more items, like a purse but cooler and much more functional. The power went out at my work and killed the computer system on my register, and I ended up taking everyone's money and using a calculator to figure their change. Oh, it was a good thing I've done this job enough to figure the Grocery Tax on almost every single item, otherwise it would have been... 10% worse than the full 100-gawd what a nightmare. And I got no studying done. My assistant manager still chose to be late today, even after I called the Manager, who called the assistant, and said there were some things wrong and needed a reboot. I still got to stay 30mins late for work. Thanks, Undependable/higher-status employee!

I just went running and helped me realize how out of shape I am. So, I'll do it again tomorrow I suppose.

It's hip, it's in, it's hanging out of the back of your pants.
It's your ass bustin' a sag.

Now bump that beat while I play AudioSurf for the rest of my life. Excuse me everybody.

Look- AudioSurf fucking rocks. That's all I got to... maybe not, but still. It rocks. I'm going to be buying that for many friends later today, since it's on sale too. Yay! for early Christmas presents! Yay with me, Eegore(-how do you spell that dude's name, for real!)

Having a good day so far. I posted some art. Some of you maybe had chance to see it, but I cursed it with the plaque/Clean Icon/Black Borders. So I wouldn't count on it, but I love it. Because Chaos Croc wanted me to send him a link to it... so I decided to predict the look on his face once he sees the pick and draw it into the pic itself.

To sum it up: "Wtf face staring back at a wtf face" That's art.

I haven't slept in 24 hours, and I still determine a 'day' is me waking till sleeping. So, here's to today...

Work went slow because I wanted to get the fuck out of there so badly. A time trap through simple anticipation and wanting. I stayed up the rest of the day, too. I hung out playing guitar(and doing a good job to my own surprise and really getting into it, there might be hope for my musical side). Then me and the folks went to join the other Twenty something friends and family for a wonderful, luxurious meal. I think I've made a new best friend after having some wonderful conversations with a cousin I didn't know so well up to that point.

Anyways, the drive back was hairy-scary with dad driving with his negative and temperamental attitude. I pictured us not making it back home the way he acted at times... I'm here, though. I'm happy to be thankful for as much- life is still worth living, and to that I'm thankful.

Here's to hoping the day I don't care to live will never come... *Cheers- smokes*

Today's journal will be summed up with a Youtube showing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jk_vvQ4uq_o&feature=related

Speaking as a psychologist, what better childhood friend to have than someone who's Dead?! Such morbid over-exposure should make a healthy child, right? And we all wanted That friend, too. The undead bad influence. XD

Love this show, and (is it Kayla?)artist has been drawing awesome pic of the two characters from the Beetlejuice cartoon, resulting in me looking it up and watching XD

I'm surprised I've still kept this up despite barely having even ONE response to them. lol

It's fine. I'm a writer and words are precious, and as a lover of history the recording of past events make this quick journals all the more worth-while.

I got home and began cleaning. Amazing. I made sure not to touch the computer before getting a good amount of things picked up and some clothes folded. I need me a maid or something.

I decided early last night, at work, that this weekend I will be going to play some Paintball. I've been putting down hardwood floor recently, and the closet in that room contains my paintball gear. It had me thinking that I should get out of this house and endure some adrenal-action fun! And it's not like I have any other big plans.

One more thing. I read my past journals, and all I saw was a bunch of mess and time wasted. I'm going to end this journal now so it can be short and less of a disappointment.

I knew I couldn't keep these up every day. Something about not working on off-days, everything else disappears. Dreams and goals are dashed by the prospective laziness ahead. Why fix something to eat when I got Jeep-keys and a brand new paycheck being deposited into my bank? Work clothes need washing?-or do they need airing out? Ha! My weekdays off work are a monster of a challenge to being as lazy as possible.

Played lots of TF2. That's basically the past two days of journal. I got help from my mom to do the floor in the house, but such productivity came back to bite me in the ass and made me sleep nearly 12 hours of Saturday away.

But enough of horrible times past. I just woke up, and I have something to share. Here, in my hometown of football fanatics, I have devised a lovely idea! What if... there was a picture of Furry Porn, made around the two characters of THE biggest teams in this town... and circulated in both Fandoms(the furry and the football). It would just get popular until one day, BOOM!, both sides would eventually make the connections. The picture was originally intended to be furry porn, and the conservative, preppy, country fools would be scarred with the idea they rejoiced over furry porn- thinking it was commending their own team spirit! >:D

~Starting these day-by-day journals as a writing exercise, which might or might not be consistent.

The day so far(by day I mean, when I wake to when I sleep), started great... no, no it didn't actually. I woke up. Why do I do such a silly thing as getting out of bed? Money. I hate it. I'm left awoken and completely aware that my lively-hood calls, and the snooze button tempts me like an old lover still clutching the half of a broken heart. The bed has the other half, and I leave both behind.

I have a good chat with friends online, and then I have to scamper off in mid-conversation to get to work on time.

I deal with customers. The whole time a lost nostalgia and low energy devastate me and leave me in a poor, depressing state of mind. My first smoke break lets me think in some fresh air outside, where it rains all through the night. I conclude then that I need some counseling today of any day and that I won't go to the Jeep tonight, where Happiness sits in the confines under the arm rest, between the seats.

I read my quota of homework for the night after a few hours, and then I go to the Jeep...

My night turned around with me having a good ol' time, smoking outside and thinking better thoughts. Like religion. I decide that there is no Heaven or Hell, that the afterlife is irrelevant when the obvious point in life is to concentrate on living. Heaven and Hell are what people make of their surroundings, and God and the Devil exist in each aspect- since, without Heaven or Hell, there would be no place for them to reside. Trippy logic is always fun. And it makes sense for the time being...

On a good note: journals are good for keeping track of time through the month.

~Starting these day-by-day journals as a writing exercise, which might or might not be consistent.

I got home after work, tired. Low on energy, I do as I usually do, but I have to spare those details on account of legal issues. Anyways, energy, nom! Gimme. A lovely song played by Cage of Elephants while I dressed for school. I instantly decided that I needed some Djarum Cigars. I took this plan of action, and it wasn't until I was driving the opposite direction of my usual route to school that I figured out that I might not have enough time.

In all this, I tore open a little wound on my finger and desperately needed to bandage it before it could tear off and become a real painful problem. So I ask for a bandage along with Cigs, but no luck on the bandage. So I resolve to use the First Aid in my Jeep, a mandatory item for a vehicle, I beliieve.

The Icy-Hot apparently decorated the insides of my First Aid kit with an unprecedented snow. It seems it had busted open and created a delightful mess for my panic-race-morning to get to school.

Needless to say, I got myself a bandage and verged on the border of freaking out. So far into the morning, things weren't looking well. Not to mention, the traffic took on a mind of its own and somehow formed a grudge against me. Who knows what I did to piss a whole city full of traffic off to the point it barred my from my destination... I mean, it could have been anything, more than likely a long list to which the whole city's traffic grew tired of my shit.

I give up hope for making it to class for the quiz, a portion of my grade that I so desperately needed. I chill to the music and sing along in trippy-joy. I climb the stairs of my University, enter the classroom and notice people looking like they were studying.

I made it for the quiz, and wrote, gracefully, my answer to the question I prepared for so fervently two nights before.

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1783546/

It's Resine's contest if you haven't already heard! Fun to participate if anything :D

First of all, thanks for being patient- those of you I owe stories to AND my avid readers waiting on another submission from me. I go real slow through commissions, but they usually all get done, there's been One exception, but I haven't done lots of commissions either. But thanks for not stalking-or-bothering me.

It's been busy!

Pets (this is a story off Sofurry, the revised/Book chapters will be posted here upon completion)
I will probably be submitting the Nature Dominance Code, which is a model of behavior for the many citizens in the society that Jerh and Dice originally come from before they were abducted by the Wolf Mistress' invasion. This Code is very strict amongst the Live Beings who are a very conservative form of society. The whole reason war is happening is because the Wolf Mistress and her country vaguely breaks this code and even makes for a bad influence being neighbors with the more "close minded" Live Beings. We can see this in the same sex couple who trudges behind Jerh and Dice during the transportation, in the first chapter. I will be developing that couple a little because I've grown to like them through the scenes of their relationship playing out in my head(where all other ideas come from) AND- they bring more to the story that the Original series doesn't cover.

-Why so much effort in a system? Because fiction is best when the unbelievable is nearly enough believable. That's what I plan to adopt in my writing more often. Anthro's don't get enough detail of "believability". And that one factor is the drawing point to the fandom, especially literature. I want wiggly toes, chipper smile,-more human'isk conduct. Less fur-covered manikins.

-Why name it Dominance Code? This will be answered when I write the Code, but I don't think a little "warm up" would hurt. For those of you who read Pets: The Wolf Mistress, you can see that it's a story focusing around Dominance and Submission with recurring themes of S/M, cross-dressing, bisexuality-homosexuality. Very sexual. For a book, I need some story. Then, I thought about the lovely, dirty little Sleeping Beauty series Anne Rice wrote, a major influence on my knowledge and fascination on fetishes. She made a world, so alien yet beautiful in its blatant sexuality, real and full of detail. I'm using this Code as a model for the "world" I hope to build around our heroic characters and make it big and encompass the reader.

Where Minds Lay:
Yes, I know. I probably could have wrote a chapter to this series by the end of this journal(but really, the chapters are longer than they appear when you're doing the writing and editing XP). Well, I just thought up a really cool chapter(I kinda wanna call them Episodes due to their short format, and the story is very "TV"-like in my imagination). I'll be bringing back some familiar faces, who will encounter a "Dreya" that has gone through some Traumatic events and some changes in thinking. He has finally come to see that life could be worse, and also, how things could be better.

I think I noticed some confusion on the last "episode"... those following the series are aware that Dreya is being contacted/watched by a Revolutionary group, one who opposes the Capital Government, right? Because I read a comment where it sounded like the idea was taken differently(switched around, in fact).

Any questions, just ask. :3