Bleeding Out a Story

In all honesty, writing and finishing a story truly isn't as bad as a slow bleed-out that drains the life force ounce by precious ounce. While I enjoy the process of writing, I also find immense satisfaction in having a story finished. I can close it out, content that it's the best it's going to be (after I red-pen it in the proofreading and editing process).

I finished a Jimmy/Arane story last night, and I'd like to think that this one is one of my best ones in this series. But, then again, I say that about all of them, though the critics and reviewers tend not to agree so much. This story's HOT! In fact, it's the first story I've written in a long time that's turned me on. That's all I can leave you with for now. My personal policy is, I don't post any story publicly before the "hero" has at least had the opportunity to read it.

So, now what? Well, first of all, I'm going to indulge my absolutely girly self and paint my nails. I just found an out-fucking-standing sale on China Glaze polish at Sally's and treated myself to a dazzling Red Pearl polish. Then, perhaps while my toenails are drying, I'll work on one of the other two stories I have in queue. One's been sitting dormant for nearly a year now, and the other... Well, I've got pretty much all the sex scenes worked out in my mind, but I'm considering scrapping the beginning. It feels weak to me, not at all something that would grab a reader. More later, dear readers. Girly arts are calling. :-)