The Cruelty of Comma Confusion...

Yes, my Beautiful Kittens, the Kougar is a recent victim of comma confusion. And likely to remain in confusion. Commas, in this day and age, seem to be as flexible as a devotee of Yoga. Truthfully, this Big Cat doesn’t know which way to jump anymore. So not kewl when paw-penning. An extra thought about where to place the comma can ruin the entire flow of the sentence or scene. And honestly, who wants to go back and edit that precisely for something that should come naturally after writing for awhile.
Yes, moi has experimented with using commas for a certain style of writing she is expressing herself with to, hopefully, enhance a particular type of story. That kind of thinking-creation is different than the stops and starts of cruel comma confusion.
Why this writerly and tail-lashing angst? Imagine if you will, the commas you originally placed in the story because you’re doing the best punctuation you can, are taken out with an edit... okay, moi goes with that style of comma use... only to then have those commas put back in as they were originally placed... whisker-pulling yowl.
The one consolation, its small potatoes in the whole editing process, in a way. The problem ~ where the heck do those commas go now? For the next time????????????????
When the Kougar should be focused on the fierce flow of her love/sex scenes... oh meow no! Comma erectile dysfunction... and she ain’t taking no damn blue Viagra, either.
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Yes, the Kougar has yet to pen her bloggie for Wednesday’s HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog. Hmmmm... purrr... perhaps an expansion on her Flash of The Heart’s Misunderstanding, written this past Sunday. Since moi is definitely too sleep-deprived to pen her Zorro bloggie.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 122 ~

Sylva realized somewhere inside her passion-drenched being, they were still in public. She didn’t care. All she cared about was their fused and tangling lips, and the hard lethal feel of her cowboy. Damn, his cock had sprung to extra-large life. He swung her around as if they danced several times. “The booth,” she panted against his mouth, “how close?” Sealing their lips again, he walked her backwards. She felt the heavy brocade drape against the back of her bare shoulders. His arm released her long enough to part the drapes. Urging her backwards, his splayed hands circled her back.

Zeke had one thing on his mind. He wanted his bride. He wanted his loaded cocked sex-gun between her beautiful thighs. Right here. Right now. Unlocking their lusting mouths, he growled, “Sylva.” She nipped his lips boldly. “No underwear,” she breathlessly reminded, her hands passionately slipping over the width of his shoulders. Running his hands over the silky slippery gown, he felt the shape her butt and the tops of her thighs while moving her toward the half-moon sumptuous divan. “I’m lifting that skirt of yours,” he roughly purred as he began gathering up the satiny material. “Open your pussy.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 121 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Jude offered a fabulous passage from latest release, THE LOOK, and a wonderful word tour of South Africa.
Saturday ~ Linda talks about how a telescope and stargazing influenced her novel.
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~

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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Comma irreverent smooch from the Kougar...