Star Kava Author

Hi all, got a little something for you, its not much but I posted some of it on my personal wall earlier this week..here is the whole scene. ** “So what makes Storm Jasper tick? I am very intrigued by you. How did you get into writing books? What is your personal life like? I can’t even imagine being a writer; it must be such an interesting field.” He has had one beer, and I am on my fourth (or maybe fifth) shot of whiskey. I cannot help but scoff at his interest in being a writer. Does he not know that we writers are shut-ins that would rather live in our fantasy world, than venture into the real world of pain and rejection? At least that is what I have been told by the throngs of losers I have dated.   He raises an eyebrow at my obvious abrupt reaction to his eager line of questioning. “What? Have I said something to offend you?” At this point, I am incredibly tipsy, almost full on drunk, but not quite. I shortly consider his inquiry, but my filter is barely functi...

Hi all, I finally broke my writers block for a brief moment.. These are the Results.. Slightly NSFW ******* What the hell was I thinking? My current situation consists of me being naked from the waist down with my feet in stirrups. I look over at Jennifer who is in the exact same position. Thank god for these cold white sheets covering our exposed southern hemispheres or this could be awkward. What am I saying? This is already awkward. “Can I ask why your first thought was to get molds of our vagina’s done when you arrived in Vegas?” Peering around the makeshift partition I make eye contact with Jen, which only makes this all the more weird. “Why the hell not? You only live once.” She shrugs, I think, going back to texting away on her phone. The Artist walks into the room and my jaw drops. Here I was expecting a doctor type. However, this young man is anything but. I can tell by the smirk on his face he is enjoying his job at this moment, as his eyes ...