Mr. Alberts wandered into his kitchen to start a pot of coffee before climbing into the shower. He had an extra bounce in his step as he busied himself around the house, quietly humming a tune. He felt like a boy waiting for Christmas morning. He couldn't believe his amazing luck. All year long Naomi had been a thorn in his side. Constantly bucking his autho...
There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
The de Winter's Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers -- the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off...
Quite some time ago I received an inquiry from another writer as to why I signed off on my posts with the words: I remain. I was a little surprised by that as in all the time I'd been posting on the bulletin boards, no one had ever questioned me as to why I did that. Or for that matter, what it meant until she asked me. It has been nearly four years now si...
I will be the first to admit that I am far from being the best writer on Literotica. Especially for someone without any formal training in writing (not that it is a requirement), I certainly recognize that I can improve my skills. However, I do enjoy the many positive comments I have earned – both public and private, and they far outweigh the negative commen...
“I’m okay. C’mon Jan, it was your standard California earthquake. Well of course it’s all over the news, it’s an official natural disaster. There is no need for you to drop everything and fly home. Just imagine that conversation with your agent, your editor, and the publisher - exactly. Look, I’m fine, the house is fine, and the rest of the houses in the nei...
Sarah couldn't help herself. She had settled at the computer, having raised herself from a sleepless night in her bed, and it was like the story was writing itself. She'd make no money off this; she wasn't even sure she could place it. The last magazine editor she'd tried had returned her Ungeheurer story with the gentle suggestion that she see someone profe...
Thanks goes out to my friend 'Techsan' for editing this story. * I looked in the study and there sat my wife of three years typing away. All her attention focused on her thoughts and transferred to the computer screen. You see, she was a writer. She wanted to become an author some day. Right now she was totally focused on writing short stories. We met a l...
This is the first story I have submitted here. It's actually the first piece of creative writing I've written in a long time. Fair warning the story is slow, and not too much happens in the first few chapters as I aimed for readers to discover the personalities and quirks of my characters as they continued to read. I also wanted my characters and my story...
He hated that the online dating website had gotten so addictive. He was looking for a woman to chat with but soon found that he enjoyed the site as an outlet for all of the erotica he had been writing since his last affair had broken up. It seemed like he spent more time writing his stories than he did actually talking with someone. Alex was about to log off...