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Drunken Writer's Guild
« on: April 03, 2014, 12:00:31 AM »
There's only one godd**ned rule in this thread. If you are not intoxicated you cannot post here. Got that you sober berks, no booze, no writing.

And I see some of you thinking, I'll just have a sup and that'll do. No it bloody won't. If you can drive a car, then you're too sober to write in this thread. Got it?

Good.

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Re: Drunken Writer's Guild
« Reply #1 on: April 03, 2014, 12:19:02 AM »
Bourbon, not fancy bourbon, not expensive bourbon, it's the cheap s**t. Ancient Age, in a plastic bottle. This is regular grade gasoline boys, not jet fuel, not the stuff I would take to a party.

I find that there are two things that are very effective for kicking my creativity into high gear, large doses of caffeine and cheap ass bourbon. Give me a Monster or a Full Throttle (or a pot of coffee before my gallbladder turned Benedict Arnold on me) and I would give you meaningful characters based off of stupid pornstar names, Star Whales, and all that. Likewise, bourbon sends the hamsters running very nicely on their treadmills.

You guys don't see all of that. There is some erotica that gets written, but that's not for now and that's not for here.

But it's the cheap stuff. I don't like the expensive stuff. Well, I do like the expensive stuff. I had a shot of Middleton something or other and it's $200 a bottle. It was magical, there were elements of oak, honey, cherry, smoke, tobacco, chocolate and so many other wonderful things in it. As I held that shot of expensive liquor in my mouth, savoring the exquisite flavor I felt the blood rush to my face like the first time I got a girl peeled out of her panties.

I'm cheap as hell, but considering my income and the fact that I have horses (plural) rather dictates that as a mandatory thing. I can't drink expensive booze, it bothers me. Because the booze that I casually consume to turn into words has to be cheap. I'm on my second bourbon and coke (a double followed by a single) and that would just be unacceptable if it was some $200/bottle effing Middleton. Instead its $25/jug Ancient Age. It works.

I hit it hard when I got home from work, and I had a light lunch. That's a problem, since the booze hit me fast and hard. Nothing to soak it up. Too quick, or too fast and my ability to write is just pissed. Yes, I'm writing now, but this is just stream of consciousness BS, there is no arc, no meaning, no greater allusions, allegories or other english class stuff.

d**n I'm tired.

Keep on keepin on

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