“What do you want to say?”
The words lingered on a worn out sticky note attached to the side of Lily’s monitor. It had been rewritten, touched up, replaced, and discarded over the years, but it always found a way to end up back where she could see it. It served as a simple message to guide her work when she sat down to write. It had admittedly been too long since she had tried to write a story; her last upload had been over a year ago. Everything seemed to get in the way of writing: finding a job, losing a job, school, stress, and the rare moments without stress. There never seemed to be enough hours in the day or enough b
I don't really post on here anymore but I keep getting followers and favs so if you are interested in my current writing, check out the game Secretary (link below). It's a cyberpunk kink visual novel that I've been supplying writing for the past few months. The new update coming out later this month/early next month has a lot of stuff from me in it. https://www.patreon.com/_deedee/posts