The Muse Isn't Whispering At Me, She's Shouting...

Some times I've no inspiration.  Some times I've too many other distractions to really "be in the mood" to write my feminization tales.

Other times?  Well, those are the times that my Muse is not just whispering sweet suggestions in my ears as to what I should next write - she's standing on my back, having beaten me to the floor and is now screaming into brain about what next I should write.

Such creative bouts are wonderful even if they make my fingers sore from all the typing the entail.

I'm in the midst of one such Muse screaming session right now.

Go me!