The Calamari Wrestler | 2004 — いかレスラー
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The Calamari Wrestler | 2004 — いかレスラー
The Author's Notes for Getting Into Shape are posted! If you're a Smutty Delights or Kinkmaster General patron, you should be able to download them from this post! Here’s a bit of a sneak peek:
Although the first story focused on the “monster” as the client, I wanted to show monsters working at the brothel as well and how their skills would be used. The easiest lift for that was as a shapeshifter — a creature who could be anything a client wanted.
I thought about revisiting Fay’s character and making them the Shapeshifter, but the more I thought about them the more I thought they train and educate only — and rarely take clients themselves. I also liked the idea of Fay being the Madame’s child, which makes them human.
So I turned to the idea of a new character — one who was in love with Fay. Enter Pax.
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I'm not overly zealous about New Years resolutions, but this year, I'd like to get in better shape and do my part to normalize platonic touch and guillotines.
“You don’t start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it’s good stuff, and then gradually you get better at it.” - Octavia E. Butler
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Oct 29, Two more days until the start signal will shake my core. Getting ready. Shaping up. Me, experiencing NaNoWriMo for the first time. To get the daily word count done I have to up my game. Word sprints are commonly recommended. Writing for NaNoWriMo is tapping into a wild world I haven’t known. It’s insane and it messes with your head. Belive me.
My former me when I was writing. A visual image: “sitting at a small river, the sun shines, the birds chirp and I chew on my pencil to find the words for my next line. I close my eyes, listen to the wind rustling in the trees and I know I have time...I get it done in a set pace I choose on my own. What was that word again? I might get a cup of coffee first...”
My current me when I get ready for a 30 minutes word sprint because without them I’m fucked. Before I set the clock I get nervous. Do I have everything? I can’t drink, I can’t eat in between. I can’t go to the loo, I barely breathe during those crazy 30 minutes. I’ve handed over the reigns to my muse. She’s in the driver’s seat. She rock’n rolls like the mad lady she is. I just follow. I have no other choice! And it goes like this. Ìt’s a racing-in-a-car-down-the-road kind of feeling. Ready - set - GO! “OHMYGOD! I can’t remember my last line! Why the hell are you so fast! What is this road even! Fuck! I forgot that word! What am I even writing? Why - shit! Not this way! That wasn’t planned! I can see shit! Where’s this fog coming from! WATCH OUT! Are you nuts? NO WAY! Turn back! I can’t - ahhh - not through the scrub! Why the detour? Come ON! Ah shit! The roof is gone! Do you HEAR ME! THE ROOF IS GONE! Go back, ahhh....you must be kidding me! There’s - I don’t believe this shit! There’s a BEAR sitting in the back seat! Listen! Dude! DUDE! You can’t do that...” And my muse just screams back at me: WRITE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, JUST FUCKING WRITE!
And do you know what’s best of this crazy ride? I get shit done. I write my daily 1700 or even 2100 words. Every day. I race through my chapters. I come up with what I need while I write. I mean...Jesus Christ. It’s doable but let me tell you it’s something you won’t forget and it’s intoxicating too! Hahaha! NaNoWriMo prep is freaking nuts!
Matt lost a tremendous amount of weight to do this movie. Actually, he didn't lose so much weight. He got himself physically into shape. For about four or five months, he was on a strict 'No Pizza No Beer' nothing fun to eat. Just bland white-meat chicken. And boxing every day and doing his Kali work and working with his trainer, Mike Torchia. I thought I should get in shape and work out with him and Franka, but I only survived one workout. Really, it was quite gruelling.
Doug Liman (The Bourne Identity - Audio Commentary)
Getting back into shape...or in my case just getting into shape when you don't exercise regularly is tiring apparently.
Been using a free step counting app for over two weeks now and made it to a goal of 10,000 steps a day (started with 6,000) which doesn't sound like a lot but it's quite a bit of walking.
Pre and post workout. 😅💪