VitoTalford

With all of the slots filled up for round 1, and with this Wolfdog back from Easter Vacation, I will open up 10 new slots. For anyone here interested in story commissions, same deal as always. It's $2 per page, unless outside circumstances persuade me others (I'll let you know if said changes for prices occurs, if that happens). Again, I can write about anything with any genre and any speciality, except for water sports (Too Much Information in that interpretation) and scat. Like before, you can choose which name I can use as the author's name- 1) Merlin O'Toole (my pen name) 2) Vito Talford (my fursona name) We can also come to terms, if you like. My usual contact is through FA Notes, Twitter DM, Instagram, DeviantArt Messages, Discord, or Telegram. You can also comment here in the journal. 1) 2) 3) 4) 5) 6) 7) 8) 9) 10) I only accept PayPal for this one. This is my PayPal address- jj.donahue91@gmail.com If you don't like what I write, no problem. There's always the

For the past nine years (less in technicality), I've been writing The Dance of Lightning and Water for more than just for entertainment and inspiration. It was also to bring everyone together, including the volunteers. But that all changed. Any RL problems between each other always affected the flow of the story, and I had to change them over and over to respect that. But recently, there was another problem that occurred, and if these problems continue, I'll have no choice but to start the metaseries all over again from scratch, and you know how hard it took me to write the story, especially from attempting to overcome my writer's block. I have other stories in the Multi-Huedonaverse to work on as well, and I can't spend another nine years attempting to pull a DC New 52 stunt on The Dance of Lightning and Water. It's bad enough not being able to focus on the story while being a college student. It's worse when there's RL problems going on, evidently affecting the series and the flow of

You know, just recently, I dreamed about being at the movie theaters with my late mother, my younger brother, and some of his friends. I just bought a ticket to a Beastars movie (I know, that sounds silly), and when I was getting some snacks and a drink, there was a man who rubbed into me, making me feel uneasy. He apologized too much, my late mother lectured me about not wearing a mask, and we both went into a brief argument (different point of views on reality, unfortunately). Then, I split from the group and went to the movie room, not knowing where the sit. Of course, one of the characters from Sausage Party, Darren, was there, getting hit in the butt with a toothpick, while I was looking for a seat for myself before enjoying the movie. And then, I woke up. Barely.