From Whence Comes Inspiration

My inspiration for stories (the vast majority of which I’ve yet to publish, but I’m working on it) comes from a number of different places. I think the most common place is dreams. I barely remember my dreams. Just flashes of images, or snippets of sound. My waking mind tries to put these together in some sort of coherent fashion, but most of it is missing, so it extrapolates to fill in the gaps. This comes out of my mind and fingers as a story. There are other places it comes from as well. Sometimes I’ll look in the mirror and think about the person that I always wanted to be (Cat’s Tale: The First Lesson ). I might look into that same mirror and reflect back on the path of my life and choices I’ve made to see the person that I might have been (Christine: Courtship). Sometimes, it’s a close friend telling me about a secret desire (Futa Birthday Surprise). The newest one is a combination of factors. In this case, I was taking a break from editing Christine: Love and looking back at some old story ideas and test scenes that I’d written. Then, I read Sally Bend’s take on Indiana Jones/Lara Croft that’s amusing, erotic and wholly entertaining – Futanari Moans and the Mummy’s Hand (Job). Finally, I noticed that my first book sold was actually my second book published: Futa Birthday Surprise. And in Germany, oddly enough. The combination of those three produced a new story. Now, I just have to write it. It should debut right after Christine: Love comes out. I’m sure you’ll love it.

Author: Aleson Alexander

Writer of stories, weaver of dreams, creator of desires

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