That reminds me of when I wrote an entire story solely because smashing an entire case of glass bottles MYSELF seemed to be impractical. But I got my character to do it with no problems. It was very cathartic. I have to dig that out and see if I can work on it again without embarassing myself into a stupor. I blush too much at my own erotica to enjoy re-reading it once I've gotten it out of my system. (Although my girl-of-largely-pointeless-flirtation apparently has a habit of going out and smashing things just for relaxation. It is one of her many endearing qualities.)
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That reminds me of when I wrote an entire story solely because smashing an entire case of glass bottles MYSELF seemed to be impractical. But I got my character to do it with no problems. It was very cathartic. I have to dig that out and see if I can work on it again without embarassing myself into a stupor. I blush too much at my own erotica to enjoy re-reading it once I've gotten it out of my system. (Although my girl-of-largely-pointeless-flirtation apparently has a habit of going out and smashing things just for relaxation. It is one of her many endearing qualities.)