City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Twelve: Queen in the Night)

Chapter Twelve: Queen in the Night:


I waited by my front door. I hadn’t stopped talking to Paul on the phone. No, I didn’t dress myself up either. Somehow, I didn’t feel like. I mean, this sort thing just happened. Nobody really plans for this. I didn’t plan for it when we first had sex. Now, it’s happening again.

“Where are you now?” I asked.

“I’m outside of your door,” Paul said. My lips covered into a cat-like smile.

“Really?” I asked. I looked out the peep hole. Low and behold, there he was. Paul stood in front of my door with the phone to his ear. I smiled as I opened the door and hung up. More


City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Eleven: Ride in the Night)

Chapter Eleven: Ride in the Night:


I didn’t know why I was doing this. Sophie gave me the directions and I was out the door. I just grabbed my wallet and maybe some clean underwear for the night. I don’t know what I was expecting that night. Sophie sounded so thirsty when that conversation veered into sex. Don’t get me wrong. I like sex as much as the next bloke. But hearing Sophie say all of that just makes me…

I shivered. I couldn’t get too focused on all of that. Somehow, I had to see where this was headed. I’m not expecting too much. I just want to see what’s going to happen. Good thing the buses were still running. More

City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Ten: Paul’s Pretty Little Thing)

Chapter Ten: Paul’s Pretty Little Thing:


I have always been Paul’s girl. He’s the only one that I am compatible with in all ways. I stared at my ceiling.

“When was the last time you had sex?” I asked.

“What?!” he asked. I smiled to myself.

“You know,” I said. “When was the last time you got any?”

“I don’t know,” Paul said. “You?” I sighed as I laid back onto the couch.

“It’s been so long for me,” I said. “You remember the first time we did it?” I heard that long pause on the other line.

“Paul?” I asked. “Are you alright?” More

So Many Ideas and Plans. Where Do I Start?

I will be wrapping season seven of the Wasteland Project next week. But, I still want to expand the universe. Last year, I did it with Suburban Island and Night Hawks. I started listening to the Maeltopia podcast and I want to do an expanded universe with my work too. I have so many ideas, but I don’t know where to start.

I have ideas for quicky shorts. I want to mix Japanese and African mythology for a story about wolves. Plus, there will be a season two of Suburban IslandNight Hawks will get a second season three chapters too. I still need to come up with a Wasteland omake too. I have so much to fill until the last Monday of June. I have other stuff not related to the Wasteland Project. Stick around for that. Until then…

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City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Eight: I am My Own Woman)

Chapter Eight: I am My Own Woman:


A thought crossed my mind as I sat in my living room, watching telly. Why does everyone keep trying to control me? I will be thirty soon. I can take care of myself. Mum has tried to plan out my life for herself. And looks where it got me. I’m just happy I got out before I was thirty. I couldn’t stand any of them. My mates have been asking me questions all afternoon now. I’m tempted to turn off my phone to ignore them, but then I would miss Paul’s texts.

I rubbed my forehead. More

City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Seven: My Mate, Jay)

Chapter Seven: My Mate, Jay:


I was supposed to be going home. But then, Jay came along. Oh, boy. Whenever he comes along, all of my plans end up going out the window. He always manages to find me somehow. How did he find me this time? Let me tell you.

I was trying to go home when I had the idea to take my usual shortcut because I was just that lazy. It was supposed to be simple. Just walk down the alley, cross the street, walk past the old sandwich shop, and make it back to the flat.

It started out that way. But then, my mobile buzzed. More

City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Six: Old Times in Love)

Chapter Six: Old Times in Love:


As I slept in my bed, I began to dream about the days Paul and I were dating. I will never get tired of bringing it up. He was the love of my life. I still don’t know we broke up. He doesn’t know the answer either. It makes me sad, really.

Enough about that. Onto happier thoughts.

College was the best of our years. Sometimes, we didn’t spend that much time with our mates. Why would we need to? We had our own little world to dwell in. We pulled each other closer in each day. I basked in every minute of it. More

City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Five: Street Performance)

Chapter Five: Street Performance:


I turned down the corner of the street when I heard loud music blaring further down. Hm? Is there a parade today or something? Curious, I followed the sound. I noticed two other people were following the sound as well. The music sounded like 90’s hip-hop from America. I couldn’t remember the artist off of the top of my head, but I know the song. I noticed a woman walking by with a baby stroller.

“Excuse me,” I spoke up. She turned her head.

“What’s going on today?” I asked. “Is there like a parade or something?” The woman shook her head and walked on. Okay then… More

City Lounge: London (Book Three, Chapter Four: Free on Her Own)

Chapter Four: Free on Her Own:


I’m free. I’m free! I felt like running around London. I was finally free! But now what? I didn’t think about that at the moment. I was too busy enjoying being free. No stupid ass boss to ruin my life. No annoying coworkers to put up with. No soul-crushing work that mean nothing. No stuffy walls around me. I was free!

I made it to the park and flopped down onto the grass. The sky looked so blue today. It’s always looked grey to me until now. I reached up as if to grab a cloud. What could I do with my time now? More

Controversial Album Covers X (End)

Year: 2016

Zayn Malik: Mind Of Mine


The Problem: Not strictly inappropriate, despite being a baby Zayn Malik covered in tattoos, but what did have the Twitter getting its knickers in a twist was the fact it was a fairly close rip off of Lil Wayne’s Tha Carter III and Tha Carter IV – featuring two childhood photos covered in his inkings.

My Take: Aw, look at how thuggish they try to be at such a young age. I don’t know much about One Direction or Zayn, but it looks like he’s trying too hard to be gangster. Or maybe it’s tribute to Lil Wayne. I don’t know, but it looks like Lil Wayne did it better.

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