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My theory that is based on peer reviewed stomach pain and countless documented disappointments related to Arby’s Prime Rib Cheesesteak and other gimmicks, is that Arby’s sandwiches are in fact the same shit on a different bun. This assertion is supported by qualitative and quantitative analyses drawn from consumer testimony, controlled taste comparisons, and a review of promotional menu cycles. Across all examined products, findings reveal a consistent core composition in both texture and flavor profile, with variation limited almost exclusively to the bun type and minor condiment adjustments. The recurrence of identical base components, paired with a statistically significant correlation to adverse digestive responses, suggests that perceived novelty in Arby’s marketing is primarily superficial, functioning as a rebranding of an unchanging culinary substrate rather than the introduction of genuinely distinct menu innovations.
I say all that, because I now believe that my Arby's theory can be extended to pretty much every day of my life, and everything in it.
I have a map pin with a doo-doo emoji in Google Maps over my local Arby's. I have a bad memory, so it's ostensibly there as a context clue to remind me never to go there when I see an ad and say to myself "Oh, Arby's has real smoked country style ribs™? Maybe this time it won't taste like horse's asshole with the turd still in it!!." and off I go to be disappointed again.
I remember growing up watching the news and seeing minor disasters, or layoffs, or a murder here and there. Now, I can't even watch the news because it's a constant cycle of tragedy, and as I get older, the Arby's sandwiches that life cooks up for me cost more than I can afford, somehow have less bun and more pain, and taste even shittier.
One of my solutions has to been to write stories.
I write so that I can see out of the eyes of my characters and live vicariously through them.
I introduce characters that are a hybrid admixture of people I once knew, in places I've once visited, at times I've once lived through that were not as Arby-ified. I completely Un-Arbified the situation by writing different outcomes for situations I once found myself in and playing "What if".
Not all of my stories are recycled real-life adventures, but one technique I've discovered to make writing authentic is to put yourself into the situation and be the eyes and ears of the reader; as a fly on the wall observing or one of the characters. Provide context clues as to what they are thinking without dropping a mountain of exposition on the reader's head to wade through. Take them on this journey WITH the character so they can enjoy the ups and downs of life without returning to Arby's to find out that they are out of Potato Cakes on the one day you were craving one of the few things that made going there worth a shit.
To extend my theory and put the ANAL in Analogy, there aren't many restaurants around me besides Arby. If I want anything to eat, I've got to pull up to the only counter serving. In my youth, I had a lot of places I could go to get something, and Arby's food wasn't half-bad. The sandwiches seemed bigger and fresher, and they were affordable.
I make quite a bit more than I did in my twenties, and I could NEVER afford to rent the SAME exact places I lived back in those heady days. I used to turn heads and get noticed. If I had the audacity to flirt with a woman now, that would seem creepy. I never learned to flirt in my twenties because girls came up to ME and flirted.
In my thirties, I was in the prime of my life. I guess that's the era when Arby's got into gourmet-style sandwiches and high-quality meats. The forty year old me was so ripped and jacked that I could have kicked TWO of my twenty-year old selves asses. I was too busy living life back then to write about it.
Now, in the immortal wisdom and words of the great Lynyrd Skynyrd ----- ALL I CAN DO IS WRITE ABOUT IT.
So, why don't I publish on here?
Well, since nobody asked, or gives a fuck, I'll tell you anyway.
I have about a dozen stories on my hard drive that are near finished. I get inspired and start a new one and tend to write only stories when I am inspired because the quality of the story is much better. I can knock out chapters quickly when I "free-write" and just sit down and get focused.
The problems are like Arby's sandwiches - too numerous to mention, and they are all basically flavors of the same thing.
The first is quite simply that I have no "muse". I have a couple of long-time friends on here that help me out, and without them, I'd have given up on this place a long fucking time ago.
The user community is largely the most toxic I've ever encountered. It's not 4chan trollboi level, but the forums feel like toxic waste dumps. If I ask for help, feedback, or comment, there will be one or two users there ready to pounce on me with negative shit, and an avalanche starts. My intent for an open dialogue and having a constructive exchange of ideas where we may take away a different perspective and even learn things is naive at best.
People may ask "You expected something like that on the INTERNET?" as they laugh.
It would be the same as expecting something other than stomach pain and disappointment by eating at Arby's.
The thing is - why keep going some place and expecting different results if you know it's never going to be like you remembered or hoped?
For one - it's pretty much the only place I know. There is another forum focused on Embarrassed Nude Females. I once touted how positive the community was, but I spoke too soon. The toxic trollbois popped out almost immediately like karma's little helpers to prove to me how silly I was to think that. I had a 29 chapter story in progress about a girl that wants to convince her family to have a nudist household which I was very proud of.
Unsolicited Comments like "Go outside and touch grass" and "You write boring stories" are common when you are an author. Pointless trolls who contribute nothing like Statler and Waldorf sitting in the balcony week after week throwing out snotty grams are common here. However, you can turn off commenting on stories and hit block when someone wastes your time sending you one.
On that forum, they get added to your story as you post it, permanently. It's like a commercial break in the middle of your favorite TV show to tell you what a shitty television show you are watching.
Let's face it, the only Anal I am doing lately is analogies, so to continue it;
It's like I am sweating in my garden to trim roses for people to smell, only to have to step in dog-shit every time I walk through it to tend to another plant. I have to read it each and every time I open up the forum post. The admins (to their credit) took care of the issue, but not before my creativity was drained and I shit-canned the stories. Every time I go back to those stories, I think about those comments and relive those instead of the fun word pictures I was trying to evoke.
For Two - I have no muse.
I asked for editing help a few months ago, and a few kind people responded. I sent them what I was working on, and most were either overwhelmed, uninterested, or sent me back "I am reading," and I never heard from them again. You can't instantly make a connection with people and have a rapport. I understand that.
I stayed in touch with the long time friends I've known on here for a reason. They are different but they also aren't into my stories and don't really want to offer any helpful guidance. I need that feedback to keep me motivated and focused, and fresh.
I made a deal with myself a long time ago, when I first began as a writer. It's a deal, I would encourage EVERY author to make, whether they are experienced or haven't even begun yet.
1 - Don't publish a story until you finish it.
Every time I have broken that rule, I regret the shit out of it. I have a couple stories on here that I consider to be some of the best I've ever written. I just can't put an ending on them. My New Pony story, and Visiting Aunt Scarlett.
It's not a coincidence that BOTH of these were actually collaborations with Mike McGifford (one of those long-term friends). I started publishing them and then lost the spark, and now they've been in limbo forever.
2 - Read as much as you write.
I find as a good rule of thumb that it's best to read as much as I write. If I write three chapters, I should read three chapters of someone else's content.
The intent isn't to copy their style or content! The intent is just to stay fresh as an author and learn new techniques through observation.
I began writing for very selfish reasons. I simply wanted to write to inspire others to write similar stories. I loved stories in the genre of Mike McGifford, Amanda Serve, Vulgus, Phil Phantom, Hooked6, Tailweaver, and MaryS. I was hoping to give back to the community that gave to me, and INSPIRE others to write like they inspired me.
Then, I could read more content like the kind I enjoy reading.
However, as time went on, I realized how completely naive that was. I've managed to inspire and encourage a few authors who are also on that long-term friend list. If I've done more than that, I don't know about it.
It was Hooked6 and Vulgus in particular, who made writers out of me.
I didn't just like their genre. I liked HOW they crafted a story. I studied HOW they told it and learned to SHOW the reader and not TELL the reader.
I have always been a good bullshitter, and I've worked in strip clubs and had a colorful life. The secret to telling a good story is imagining you are sitting across from someone in a bar and talking to them - then just write what you'd say.
It was READING other people's stories that taught me how to enhance that. I could create a word picture with dialogue. I could cleverly HINT about things with clues.
Instead of writing "I am Darlene. I am 18 with hazel eyes and blonde hair, I live in Illinois, and this is my story..." you establish who she is, where she is, and what she looks like through the scene. I am not going to bore you with writing 101, but it was reading OTHER PEOPLE'S STORIES and the actual mentorship of people on this site including Hooked and Vulgus that made me a better author.
All you have to do is read my early shit and see a huge improvement over time.
Am I the best writer?
No.
Am I trying to be?
Also, No.
I am just trying not to be the Arby's of writing and put the same shit on a different bun.
A lot of my stories are about the same topics; embarrassed nude females and power exchange relationships.
You could probably create a Chaucer's tales style set of character templates for my stories to classify many of the characters that I introduce. There is usually a nerdy kid who's too smart for his own good who really likes butts and quirky girls.
Here is a clue: That's me, dude.
I write myself into stories.
It's not that I am a narcissist (necessarily). It's that one way I can get into the story is to create my own alter-ego. I try to give some nuance and make them distinct, but ultimately that version of Eddie is persistent across many of my stories.
Then there is the creepy old blowhard who sometimes sounds smart. Yeah, that's old Eddie. I usually make him very different than me, and sometimes I have him marry a slutty woman that looks surprisingly like Morgan Fairchild (because why not).
Ever since I discovered AI to illustrate my stories, I've enjoyed adding pictures of myself into the background as Easter eggs. That's not the same thing. I just like to do that as a goof/easter egg for loyal readers to notice.
However, what I try to do with my stories that makes them different is explore a variety of topics. I am not about just describing fetishes and sexual encounters. Those are more of the background activity that happens WHILE the story is happening.
There is a famous line about a movie producer asking a writer about their script. In the script, the main characters are talking. The producer asks "What are they supposed to be doing while they are talking?"
"They are having a dialogue," the writer blithely responds because he doesn't understand that's not the story. The dialogue is one component of the scene. The body language, the activity, and all of it serve an outcome. Even when the scene is dialogue-heavy, I learned through reading that I could still move the story along.
I could go on and on about the lessons that I've learned through simply reading other authors. I've also learned what not to do by reading drek and AI slop that is passed off now as erotica.
Unfortunately, there are simply not enough positive/constructive/good examples of fiction to keep up with my ratio. If you haven't written a story, I would simply encourage you to write and publish here. If not for yourself to live vicariously through the characters, to inspire others (including me) to read it and write so you can enjoy more content.
Yes, you will get snotty grams, yes, you will have setbacks, but maybe your journey will be easier and not as Arbified as mine.
I plan to publish some stuff up, but I can't say when or what. I know that in my illustrious history on this site, that for the same reason I have over 1,000 people who took the time to click "Follow" on my stories, I have quite a few trolls that hate my guts. They pounce as soon as they see my first chapter posted on the new site and hit "You call this a story" because the admin insists on a voting system that doesn't really work.
When you have a small sample set, if only seven people vote and you have 1000 readers, you have less than 1% of the population of readers deciding that the story is a 3.4. The only people voting that early are usually sycophants or trolls, with trolls outnumbering everyone. Most of my stories will eventually get in the tens of thousands of readers, but early on that story is going to get abused and beaten by the trolls.
I assume they have such limited real-world power, and since their time is largely worthless and of no value, that they have nothing better to do than pounce on new stories to down vote them. It's discouraging because most of my stories don't hit their stride until chapter seven.
I would also say for a new author, be aware that you have to suffer that in order to get published here. It's not a fun experience, but also turn comments off. They are on by default - shut them off.
Nine times out of ten, it's going to be some lazy ahole that didn't read story codes bitching "This contained (a story code from your story) and I don't like that, 3 out of 10!!!!"
Voting isn't objectively telling you the quality of your story. It's a means for people like him to punish you as an author for not writing only the fetishes he likes.
In conclusion, if life really is like Arby’s, then the cruelest part isn’t just that you keep getting served the same shit on a different bun, it’s that sometimes you bite in thinking you’ve finally found something worth chewing, only to realize halfway through that you are probably going to have the shits later.
I am not sure how that advice is really of value. Please follow me for more life advice/stories.
I have often asked for an editor on this site. The editor job probably sounds like a lot of thankless work to most people.
The role is often confused with being a proofreader which I definitely need as well. I have a friend who doesn't really enjoy my stories that has painstakingly helped me with that for quite some time.
I use Ms word, grammarly and other tools, and even with frequent rereading of my story, I often miss mistakes that I would catch in anybody else's writing because I know what it's supposed to say.
The role of editor is often confused with being a muse and a source of inspiration. That's a pretty lofty job and very difficult shoes to fill.
There are a couple authors on here that I stay in touch with that often inspire me with their work. I try to read as much as I write as a rule of thumb. There isn't enough stories that really float my boat and flick my bik to maintain that ratio though.
What I'm looking for is someone who actually enjoys my stories, that wants to read the early drafts and provide some constructive feedback. I don't use external email. I use the email through here and I would just paste it to you.
I'm not looking for exhaustive proofreading and I don't expect a lot.
I also can't promise that I can deliver new material all the time. I will write as much as possible with the time I have left on this planet. I don't have a schedule though and I don't do this for money.
if this intrigues you at all, I would ask that you also make sure that you've read at least three of my stories and like the themes before you respond. I try to post a lot of different stories but there are definitely some recurring themes
I'm looking for story direction and plot holes, ideas and suggestions to make the writing a little more fluid and intriguing.
In exchange, you get to read some of the ideas that I might never even publish. I have dozens of stories that are half complete that have not been published here. I am trying to write an entire story before I start publishing it because I have made the mistake of not finishing some first.
You would also get an advanced copy of the story before I publish it but by the time you read it I might have already posted it. you could still provide feedback because I am the type to go back and fix things.
if you are an existing author and you enjoy my writing, I'm all about co-collaboration and helping you in the same spirit.
if you are somebody who has never written but you have lots of dirty ideas, you are especially welcome to contact me. I was once exactly where you are. I used to read stories and think I had some pretty good ideas but I did not have the confidence or drive to tell my stories.
I'm glad I got over that because now I get to live them through writing them and sharing them and it's not as hard as I thought it would be. It is still work and it can be frustrating but it's all worth it. I can maybe help you get started writing and give you some feedback and pointers.
I tried to pass on some of the things I have been taught over the years about storytelling. There was an author who sadly passed away named Ernest Bywater that inspired me. There have been authors like Vulgus and Mike McGifford who inspire me just through their work. I try to give back in the same ways and help aspiring authors.
Constructive feedback is a gift, and it can not only encourage but it can improve the story so that everybody benefits.
I decided to delete;
Fall From Grace 2: the Confession of Abigail Parrish
Game of Thrones: How I Wish the Series Had Ended
A Little Humiliation Never Hurt Anyone, Love
The Parrish story, I may repost with illustrations. I am not sure. It's a historical Civil War era story.
The Game of Thrones -it never seemed very popular. Shortly after S8, I wrote what I thought should have happened. This was before I even knew that the two show runners were basically coked out Hollywood Dbags that were high on the smell of their own farts.
The new story isn't doing very well - not sure why. I will finish it and may repost. I suspect it has to do with my favorite trolls and their many accounts. It's been edited very well, has good illustrations, etc. It was a fun story to write but for whatever reason I will eliminate it.
I may redo some of my classics as well.
https://www.storiesonline.net/s/20017/do-you-have-a-big-dick
Do you have a big dick, why not? Is about a guy who meets a shy girl, and finds out her mother and sister (and her) do cam shows - but a whole lot more.
When I published this, I didn't own MS word and do AI images. I may polish it and republish it with new content. It seems beloved but unpopular overall.
Periodically, I think I will prune out some of my stories.
If you are a Vulgus fan and looking for something of mine that I am proud of - this was one of my earliest stories and I really enjoyed writing it. It needs some TLC under the hood though in terms of editing and elaboration.
If you've never watched this bloody brilliant show featuring Sheridan Smith - here is an example;
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXyliE2IDQI
It would never fly in America. It was smart, and sassy and British people often have very sexual jokes/innuendo in their humor that Americans aren't ready to process and may not even find funny.
We watch shit like Friends and Roseanne.
They watch shit where people judge each other's cocks and cunnies and decide to vote them solely based on who has the biggest, or a show where two kids go up the ice cream lady and say "Show us your fanny, then?" and after she does - their minds are blown.
I'm an Anglophile and I've loved that saucy sense of humor going back to the days of Benny Hill - little titty tarts on his show in nurse costumes with lots of mascara getting groped by a little old man while Benny slaps the back of his head - that's entertainment.
I've written only a few stories set in Brittain, and my most recent one is largely influenced by the sensibilities of Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps.
I wanted to write a Sheridan Smith style character - the kind of cheeky mum you might meet in a pub that would "show her tits for a laugh" but make some self-deprecating joke about being a fat cow -when she's actually quite cute - probably has a gap in her teeth, bleached blonde hair, blue eyes - hairy quim, and all that.
https://storiesonline.net/n/30865/a-little-humiliation-never-hurt
It's called A Little Humiliation Never Hurt Anyone, Love
It's what I would consider a classic CMNF (Clothed Male/Nude female) or Embaressed Nude Female (ENF) story. The mum gets off on being snapped but even she can be embarrassed - it's just the bar is higher for her than it is her daughters- and on some level, she likes being red-faced and red arsed.
A cheeky British mum had decided that she and her daughters are going to allow her son to take "nudie snaps" (pictures) today. She insists they get their kits off and grin and bear at - at first for an hour but she enjoys the attention and the pictures so much that it stretches for much longer.
I would ask a kindly Brit to give it a read and let me know if I've made any mistakes. I have a few edits in the hopper to chapter 4 and 5 (including the pictures) that should be posted up in a few hours - hopefully by the time you read this they will be made.
The backstory of the main character is that she is from the North but lives in Surrey, so that gives me a little license to mix and match accents and cultural distinctions somewhat.
I wrote another story "My Sons Dared Me" - and it was a bit rough for me - even a pack of hot dogs comes in a different number than here in America. The concept of supper, dinner and lunch are very different regionally and possibly even depending on whether it's Sunday or not (for some reason).
Even what the British consider "relish" is completely different. It's basically Ketchup from what I gathered, and here in America, we'd usually think you mean pickle relish/sweet relish.
I had someone point out that they wouldn't say Lagersham Road, they'd say Lagersham.
I live some place where we do things like name a street Central Avenue and it may turn into Cherry Road, which then turns back into Central Avenue, unless you are going the other way, and then it's Cherry Avenue.
They said I wrote about British people "The way Hollywood writers create dialogue for Hugh Grant to say in movies," which wasn't all that bad. This time around, I used Chatgpt to help me research actual dialogue whenever possible.
It's a fun little story, and I am not obsessed with authenticity. It's okay if I take some poetic license. It's not like I am writing Robin Hood or something and casting Kevin Costner to talk in his American accent. However, if you can give the story a once over and let me know if you like it - I'd appreciate it.
It's not as dirty/filthy as many of my stories. It's more playful, and there is no real pain/bondage like most of them - at least not yet. I wanted to create a dirty little romp.
If you aren't interested in my story, I still recommend Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps. It makes me envious that I don't live there.
https://storiesonline.net/n/41830/twats-the-night-before-christmas
Right before Christmas, I started what I intended to be a "short story". I wanted something light for the Holiday Season.
I started with a simple premise:
What if your parents held a sex party every year on Christmas Eve and you were not invited/had no idea?
I decided that the protagonist Nick had just turned 18 and he was desperate to find out what the hub-bub was about. He had been told all of his life that he had to spend the night elsewhere and now his older sister was invited and he wasn't. He sneaks into the party and finds out much more than he bargained for.
I thought I could tell that in two or three chapters.
Reasons I could not do that:
*** I can never seem to tell a short story, I should have known that I'd have to do at least eight chapters.
*** I have always had a crush on Morgan Fairchild, and for this story I imagined that the protagonists mom looked just like her - and since one Morgan Fairchild is good, two would be better. I made her a twin and invited his Aunt to the party.
*** Initially, I wrote my own alter ego into the party as a background character. This Eddie is very much like me in real life, except he's married to a woman with a high sex drive that looks like Morgan Fairchild - lucky bastard!
It was hard to walk away from that character without adding more and more.
Initially, I wanted some spanking and kissing games, some naughty Christmas carols, and a whole lot of fucking and booze.
However, it took a lot more to do that justice than I could write in a few chapters and tell the story that I wanted to tell.
WHAT HAPPENED:
I had every intention to finish before the New Year. I even had an idea for a "NUDE YEARS EVE" sequel where Mrs. Sanderson and her daughter are invited back, and now Nick is their date.
Trolls told me my stories sucked, I had some personal setbacks in real life that kicked my ass, lost 23 pounds in about a month due to health issues, and my interest in fun stories about Christmas fizzled out.
I put the story on the shelf until I could do it justice. I didn't want to force an ending because I know those can be sucky.
Writing stories is a lot like flying planes. The hardest parts are getting it off the ground and then landing the plane. Once you have it up in the air - it's easy to maintain but putting a satisfying ending and finding the right place to stop is really difficult.
I've slapped endings on stories before and I didn't want to do that. I had the final chapters on my hard drive for a long time - but they weren't the story I wanted to tell and I wasn't sure where I wanted to end. I could literally tell this families story for a long time now that the secret is out and his parents do not have to hide it..
I made SEVEN pictures for this final chapter. I usually only make about three per chapter at most, and that's rare. There were just so many memorable scenes in this final chapter that I had to include them. It was hard to decide to cut a few - I may even post a gallery chapter in the future with some of the pictures that never made the cut. I have DOZENS - from girls being dunked in vats of Egg nog, to pissing their names in the snow while freezing their cute fat asses off!
The final chapter should be posted up soon. I wanted to apologize to those of you who have waited for the ending of this story in advance for making you wait. I didn't mean to pull a George R. R. Martin on you.
I wrote a few other stories to get my groove back, and even a prequel to this one that explains how Harley became aware that she's a kinky little slut like her mother and Aunt and likes rough sex/bondage.
https://storiesonline.net/n/45708/uncle-eddie-is-full-of-shit
It's called "Uncle Eddie is Full of Shit" with my alter-ego as star of the show, lol.
It could have been an April Fool's story but because it used existing characters from another story - it couldn't be in the contest. I doubt I would have won. I seldom even get nominated for things, much less win. The idea was she was bored in South Georgia on a hunting trip with her Aunt and Uncle - and she ends up getting hunted after an April Fool's joke goes wrong.
My plans:
There are a few other stories that have sat for a while and need some TLC.
https://storiesonline.net/n/43683/girl-scout-cookies-by-eddie
This is a story I began in the "Girls don't need modesty" world - I have several chapters written and unedited. I just need to work on this. It's a fun little story about an alternate world where equal rights never got passed, and women's suffrage failed, so women are treated pretty much like they were from the 1960s and earlier in the modern age.
Here Girls are taught to be obedient in the girl's scouts and they just accept this is the way things are.
https://storiesonline.net/n/30865/a-little-humiliation-never-hurt
This is probably going to be the one I work on the most in the immediate future. this will likely be 8 or 9 chapters in length.
The general idea here is that I wanted to write a sassy, busty, British Mum with a face like Sheridan Smith from two pints and a packet of crisps. I wanted that sort of cheeky British humor from the show to be in the story. They often make jokes that would never be permitted in the United States like "wanking on the curtains" and the guy says "Yeah, what do you expect me to do? wipe it in your hair when I am done?"
I love it when they say things like "What a cheeky little monkey?"
I did a ton of research for this one, and while I am not from Brittain - I think I did a fairly decent job. The story is set in Surrey, but I point out that the mum comes from the North, so that's why her accent will have a mixture of styles.
Her son convinces her to take some "nudie snaps" - which has always been a fantasy of hers since she was young. She insists her daughters do it with her "for just one hour, what else ya got to do around here? certainly not clean."
And that turns to a few hours, and then most of the day, and then the following day, etc.
https://storiesonline.net/n/45334/mom-s-rectal-thermometer
This one has at least one more chapter to share. Hooked6 (A famous old school CMNF author) convinced me to continue it. It's set in the 1970s when many mom's really would stick a thermometer up your ass and act like it was no big deal. The story has transformed into more than that though - so I should probably rename it.
https://storiesonline.net/n/36875/the-new-foal-a-pony-girl-story
This is the one I really want to work on but I need to be in the right mindset. A married couple have a long standing BDSM 24/7 relationship that centers around pony girl training. if you dont' know what it is - it's a fun thing to check out.
When I saw it for the first time, I thought it was just silly roleplaying in leather and didn't get it. However, once you actually engage in it - you see it for what it is. Sex is more of a byproduct or side effect. It has to do more with obedience, patience, submission and hard work than many other fetishes out there. There is an entire lifestyle/people who visit camps and engage in pony girl competitions.
This family does that and now the daughter is 18 and wants to be trained. The dad is reluctant but realizes she's hot and motivated and could easily find some guy who would probably not know what he is doing if she really wanted to try it out. The story is going to be MANY chapters, and I was stuck on "Battle Pony training" which was a specific competitive form of training when I stopped writing and put it aside last year (for same reasons).
Lastly, Visiting Aunt Scarlet - the literal red-headed stepchild of my many stories on this site.
https://storiesonline.net/s/23522/visiting-aunt-scarlet
The history here is that Mike McGifford wrote the first couple of chapters and then threw it away. I edited it and decided to continue it (with his permission) and have 18 chapters. I was just starting to learn AI art with this one - and so it's well illustrated. Aunt Scarlet just so happens (by coincidence, don't ya know) to look just like Scarlett Johansson.
The reason so many of my stories have characters that look like famous people is that you can more readily make consistent characters if you use recognizable faces for the LORA. There wasn't as many tools when I first began as well. Think of it like I chose an actress, the same you would be able to separate her from one of the many characters she plays in different movies. Her daughter and sister aren't based on famous people and I struggled to keep them consistent.
This story is actually almost entirely written, and there are about 35 chapters without an ending. I literally just need to edit and illustrate and then write the ending (land the plane). My only excuse here is lack of time and focus on this one.
This story is also third person - which is weird for me. I like to write first person past tense like the story teller is telling you what happened. That puts me in their head and lets me see through their eyes. It's a little more difficult for me to write third person.
I also feel like the direction of the story was such that it could be endless. The basic premise is that the shy, nerdy guy and his mom have no where else to go except Aunt Scarlet's house. His mom just had a divorce, no job, and even her car is broke down.
Aunt Scarlet is not only a natural submissive to her hubby, but a prostitute and works out of her home (like MANY women do in real life). Easy money, and at first, the main character's mom wants nothing to do with it. She is bookish and terse - but when a guy with a foot fetish and a wad of cash makes her an offer for something as simple as giving her a foot massage - she bites from the forbidden apple and before long she's working with her sister.
The subplot is that the attractive cousin is a bully, and she is humiliating the main character when the others aren't around - so you just know her comeuppance is due, and that part of the story would add a whole new fourth act/leg to the story.
In addition, I have dozens of other half-finished stories in various states on my hard drive that I'd love to write. However, I need to put endings on these and so that's a priority. I may post some others over the next few months but the ones above are my priority.
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