Where the hell is he, and where is the story that he promised?”

I’m sure some of you were thinking that, especially the editors who worked so diligently on it with me so very long ago, and saw nothing posted. Sigh. Sorry about that.

My last post explains a bit about my absence, and though it's gone through a number of title changes, I've finally begun posting the story that I've been promising for a year. I won't be posting it on the aggressive scheduled that I've posted my last couple of long stories, because I'm actually reworking some of the later parts. (Can you believe it - some of my proofreaders complained that there wasn't enough sex!) You can expect a chapter or two a week.

As usual, the story has been made *far* better with the help of some excellent editors. In no particular order, BanditIRA, hfl13 (who came up with the name Wandering Minds), Crimson Knight, Joe J., Redbaron (who came up with some excellent names too! – I almost went with Dream Reavers), Skyrat, and becky, who is doing an excellent job putting it all together. I’m positive I missed someone – I lost some of my email too, so if its you, let me know immediately so I can add your name!

As always, let me know what you think - it's the best way to keep me writing.
M.

I'm back

It's been a long and crazy year for me. There have been very high highs, and many even lower lows. My life has changed radically over the past year, and as a result, I have not been keeping up with my writing

As you might be able to tell from my stories, BDSM, and more particularly M/s, has been on my mind for quite a long time. When reading stories, even as when I was quite young and had to rely on BBSs, the stories that I honed in on were of that genre. When I began writing, virtually all my stories were themed that way.

Well this year I finally took that next step. I realized what I was missing in life and I set out to find it. It was a long road – unpaved and bumpy, and while others have explored it before, it was new to me, and the street maps that I have don’t list every pothole. (Isn't it funny how reality is not the same as fantasy? Who would have figured?)

I am at just the beginning of my journey, but I did find my becky, and, surprisingly, others as well. I am working on my life, yet that’s what it is – work. Mind you, there is plenty of fun involved as well (the next story that I write will have *much* better descriptions of dungeons and what goes on in them). But it is hard work, taking your life in a whole new direction – work that takes time.

I also need to thank the other women in my life, the ones that gave me inspiration and courage to continue my quest of self-discovery. You know who you are - especially you, little one - and you should know how much I appreciate you, how very much you mean to me.

But back to my stories. My latest long story was written and edited differently than my previous ones. Peter Z had edited my previous stories, quite ably, and I was able to post when he got the chapters back to me. This time, I had quite a few editors (credits will come when I start posting), all who gave excellent comments. Yet my challenge was to take all those disparate comments and suggestions and weave them into my story in a way that made it better. After a significant amount of work, I had nearly accomplished that when my laptop was destroyed, taking all that work with it – one of those potholes I mentioned above. Given that I spent my working life as a Systems Administrator, you’d think I would know better and that I should have had backups. Well I did, but they were just old enough to miss most of my editing. The thought of going back and redoing everything, particularly given that my personal life was at that time going to hell, was just too daunting.

So the story sat there. Waiting. Just as you have done. And every couple of months I’d say, “It’ll be here soon – I’m just finishing editing it”. And yet, nothing.

Well, one of the benefits of being a Master is that you have these lovely resources at your command, and I’ve instructed my becky to put everything together for me. Given that her command of the English language is far superior to mine, it should increase the readability and continuity of the story. I have instructed her to work for two hours a week on editing my story. (Hey – lives are busy and I need to have her to myself *some* of the time to play with).

I will begin posting that story regularly, though not with the clockwork regularity of “Growing”. I've got ten chapters ready for posting, though I am adding and making changes now that I've been gone from it for almost a year. But don't worry about the editing. If she starts falling behind, rest assured that she will be appropriately disciplined and put back on track – perhaps you can pass the time imagining her bound to a cross, being flogged until she understands the importance of the work I have instructed her to do. (Though sometimes I think *not* flogging her would be a far worse punishment).

While you are waiting for me to begin posting my longer story, I've started to post a few short stories that I wrote (Click here for the first one). Every now and then I get into a long conversation with one of my fans. Strangely, they seem to always be submissive women - go figure. :-) Talking to them about their lives, their desires, their fantasies ... well, it gets my dirty little mind working overtime, and that bubbles out into stories and vignettes. I've just posted one, and I've got at least two others in the wings.

I’m sorry to say that I have no other long stories in the works – life has just been too hectic. I find living the fantasies takes a lot more time than fantasizing about them does. The request I get most is a follow up to Growing, which happens to be the story that I most want to follow up. So, when life turns around and gives me some more time, energy and inspiration to work again, that’s what you’ll see.

- MWTB