Writer's Block

I would tell you a story...but having some creative issues right now. Writer's block some call it. Maybe you can help me? A picture can be inspirational. What do you say we look at one and see if it inspires some ideas?

Look at this photo. What a gorgeous girl. Petite...athletic, yet still curvy...and blonde. A sweet bonus. This has to inspire a story.


How about a story about me meeting this girl and we fall in love. We get married at sunset on a nice sandy beach. Two kids...one boy and one girl. A year seperating them.

But that is not what you are here to see. You know that Simon has other things in mind. Fantasies are quite a paradox. Fascinating in how they differ for other people. No doubt the married on the beach scenario IS some people's idea of a nice fantasy. However, people with that kind of fantasy are probably too busy living it...or out trying to live it to be here on this blog right now.

We are both here because our fantasies are a bit different. Call it cursed or blessed I/we see something different when we look at the girl on the pier. Ok...at least I do. Maybe curiosity has you returning so often to this blog...but at least some of the fantasies here intrigue you.

SOOOO....when I see the girl on the pier, what do I see? Let me tell you.


I see a girl who is more impressed with the money a hot guy she met at a nightspot has than she is with caution. She agrees to meet him at a pier for a day on his boat. No land to be seen and invited below. She envisions her lips to meet his, but instead they meet a chloroform soaked cloth. She wakes up nude and hogtied with her filthy rich nightclub stud naked and his sail at full mast.


She soon finds out that her nightclub mark is rich mostly from selling pretty young things to foreign countries. Blindfolded and gagged she is moved to another vessel and finds herself the main attraction in front of all kind of rich men.

Relax. It's just fantasy. Nothing here is real. Except for the married on the beach thing. I've done that. Sand does end up in the strangest places. Don't you think?