I AM STUCK IN BIRMINGHAM. Okay fine, it’s fine, it’s fine. I’m only here for a little while longer, but suffice it to say I am at a work conference and BLIMEY this is not the happiest city centre I’ve visited in all my years. I opted out of some of the conference shenanigans, because these organisers don’t seem to know that introverts only want (1) nothing, and (2) shhhhh.
So I’ve taken myself away, and am taking a lovely few moments to create lovely comics! Hooray! Much better.
Boobies.
Also, the hotel gave me a ‘triple’ suite for some reason. Bit rude. I’m not that fat, chaps.
Aaaanyway, yes. I went off on one with that whole Mary Poppins thing and have successfully written the full script for two new comics and prepped the 3D scenes (thanks to a particularly lovely person buying the 3D scenes I needed, and more lovely people helping me get that 3D Time Machine I was after – team effort! Woop woop!). So that’s all ready to be created.
Created when either I get round to it, or AI gets to that level that I can just prompt my comics into existence from some scripts and a quick “Make it look like a Sindy Anna Jones comic” – it could happen, save a lot of effort and fannying around.
Anyway then I stopped Mary Poppins-ing and saved my progress and got back to the good ol’ Lithium. We’re only about 3 more scenes away from completion of that, but don’t hold your breath cos those scenes are a bit complex – and I’m busy with real life unfortunately, does tend to pop up, that. This side of Christmas, though, for sure.
Boobies.
I know everyone wants squeezy-squeeze, but sometimes, the slightest touch, the subtlest brush with a fingertip is waaaaaay more sexy, right? Exactly, glad we agree.
And then I started making the next Skybloom.
Boobies.
But what the hell has happened to Sophie’s face? Anyway, I need to sort that out. Could be a software thing (loading of morph targets or something, does happen), could be down to weird lighting or a lip setting or something, but it’s shit like that that slows us all down, eh? EH?!?!! Exactly, exactly. And why is her haircut on the wonk?! 3D artist problems.
Oh, Birmingham, how we love you, how we think your accent is so silly but we still just love you all the same. And here I am in my hotel room, with THREE beds and a lovely boozey buzz on, waiting for the next day of delegate delights. CARRY ON, INTERNET, bring me a grape x
–waves– Hey hey Sindy. Always love the booby images you include in your posts. Always a wonderful greeting to us fans. 😀
You are so right on the gentle touches and subtle caresses thing. Sometimes it simple is the best way to turn the key and get the engine purring. I remember a particular with an ex-girlfriend many a moon ago now. She puts Super Mario All-Stars in the Super Nintendo; turns it on. She sits down on the sofa, takes my hand, puts it down her shorts. Tells me to just rest my middle finger on her clit and not rub. She starts to play ‘The Lost Levels’, and as she played along, she’d gingerly shift her hips here and there. Can’t remember how many levels she got through before dropping the controller and jumping me. It was a fun experience — and one of my favorite memories.
Hope you have a wonderful night/morning. 🙂
Daaaaamn! Yes exactly – those sorts of memories are 10,000 times more intimate and hot than any porn ever has a chance of reproducing! They’re sort of silly, illogical, and just brilliant. I love the ‘shorts’ detail – makes it so innocent haha!
-waves- Hey hey, Ms. Sindy. Thank you for replying.
I’m happy you enjoyed what I shared. Please, feel free to use whatever elements of it you wish in your stories should you find your mind trying to weave any of them into your workings in some way. : )
I completely agree, memories of those sort *are* hotter and more intimate than porn. And it’s why I go to the ol’ memory bank for fap material when the porn hits that ‘ugh, I’ve seen all *this*…’ ceiling.
Regardless of whom the actors and actresses are, there’s only so many times one can watch ‘the lonely lady of the house ask the pizza delivery boy for extra sausage’ or ‘the babysitter gets caught by the father doing something she shouldn’t be doing and have to *prove* she wants to keep her job’ or ‘the ditzy hot chick ditzes her way into some situation and winds up looking like a Jackson Pollock painting’ before the mind gets bored of it all and blurs it all into one huge stale and unexciting mess.
But in playground of the mind, one’s memories of former significant others are experiences that can lived over or anew, and love/lust-interests that never made it to sexy-times can be re-imagined in whatever ways desired. It’s the one area where porn will always lose in overall ability to remain fresh and captivating.
Hope the day is being kind and wonderful to you. Keep those incredible stories coming. Really loved the aunt/nephew one — wink-wink nudge-nudge. Hahaha. ; )
May the Schwartz be with you.
Hi! I just finished the 12th episode of Lithium. I loved your work. I loved the sex, I loved the respect, I loved the humor! And I loved the boobies. Thank you, I’ll devour the other comics.
But I was surprised (positively!) by your reflections on love and theology. I’m Christian myself, and I’m so tired of this image of a judgmental God that hate people because they’re homosexual or divorced. God is love, a love that can’t be earned, and I found ideas very similar to mine with Mike and the Emperor! So thanks for that too.
Ahh, thank you! Yeah I get annoyed by the total abuse of God – we’re (as humans) so crap at using scripture to justify abuse, completely forgetting what Love is, what God might be, what it’s all about, and using snippets of out-of-context stuff for our own egos – destroying others in the process! Very annoying, very worth writing stories about in our own little ways, haha! It’s been a bit of a journey for me, writing these stories and looking at the topics of self harm, shame etc and measing them all against what I understand as the nature of Love itself, and being like “What does Love say about this?”, so its been good for me to work through some ideas too. Yeah, read One Human, Being – that series similarly starts off a bit crap, but gets motoring later on.
Thanks for your comment 🙂
Birmingham has a fine art gallery, just next to the “floozie in the jacuzzi” statue. Worth checking out.
Ah cheers – next time! I mean hopefully there won’t be a next time (sorry Birmingham), but if there is then yeah I can do with some good art 🙂
A grape.
Many thanks.
You certainly get to some exotic locations! This side of Christmas sounds very promising and the images at the top look that way too. Have to agree with you about the frisson of the slightest brush, first contact can be electrifying.
First thought you meant Birmingham Alabama …right near me. But bet you were talking about the UK. Am I right?