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olvale · 1 year ago
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Monterey Valley WIP
This is a sneak peak at the next installment of Monterey Valley. I think I'm going to try releasing more Monterey Valley WIPs on Pateron early for higher tiers in the future.
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olvale · 7 months ago
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It was crooked. The whole thing leaned to the left. Its rough crust was bleached and pale, bleeding. The front corner weighed down, buckling at the knuckle.
Once a place where the thrumming pulse of life could be felt underfoot, it was now a monument of time and the decay that sets in with neglect. One could say a life well lived, long and fruitful, from baying and cribbing to shouts and laughter. From quiet calls of game replaced by cacophonous thunderclaps and shrieks. It had seen more than most, even with its wax paper eyes, and felt the fingerprints of a thousand touches.
Inside, dust filtered down from the sky parlor, lit by dreary beams of light that forced themselves between ever widening gaps. Pallets, once full of bounty, lay broken and splintered, stained by the very beasts that emptied them and gnawed at their bones. Billets were covered with lumps of forage, yellow stalks now brittle and covered with brown time. Quilted love, crumpled and abandoned in the corners, called out for the touch of their guard whose fate they are oblivious.
But now, quiet. Now, shock.
To see the shell of it, injured but cared for only by the harsh rays of yellow sun and the blue ice of rain.
This and that lay camped about, a discarded skirt of fresh rust, covered by worn wads of ejected loam, invaded by the tendrils of nature it had once sought to hold at bay. The arena around, broken dirt blackened and burnt before, was now covered in grün though the scars beneath remained. A testament to violence.
It mocked. Laughed. Taunted.
It bit its thumb at desire and smote raw impetus spurred by empty bottles and crushing misery. It stood its ground against intruders, false and true, and waited.
Waiting... Waiting for life. Waiting for sorrow. Waiting for acceptance.
A famous prompt: Describe a barn as seen by a man whose son has just been killed in a war. Do not mention the son, or war, or death. Do not mention the man who does the seeing.
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freenewstoday · 4 years ago
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New Post has been published on https://freenews.today/2021/04/02/yeovil-captain-collins-dies-aged-32/
Yeovil captain Collins dies aged 32
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Lee Collins played 470 games in a career that began in 2007 on loan at Hereford United
Yeovil Town captain Lee Collins has died at the age of 32.
Collins began his career at Wolverhampton Wanderers and spent time at Port Vale, Barnsley, Northampton Town, Mansfield Town and Forest Green Rovers before joining Yeovil in 2019.
He played his last game for the club on 6 February against Stockport.
A spokesperson for Avon and Somerset Police said Collins’ “sudden” death was not being treated as suspicious and had been referred to the coroner.
Yeovil were due to play Altrincham in the National League on Friday but the game has been postponed.
“All at Yeovil Town Football Club are mourning the loss of club captain Lee Collins,” a club statement read.
“Lee sadly passed away yesterday and our thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends.
“We ask everyone to respect the family’s privacy at this time.”
BBC Radio Somerset’s Yeovil Town commentator Sheridan Robins told BBC Sport: “The main thing that everyone will be feeling is a deep sense of shock.
“He was a real winner. I remember when he first joined the club we were at rock bottom having been relegated to the National League.
“In his interview he was said he wasn’t there to make friends, he wanted to win.
“He wore his heart on his sleeve on the pitch and was known for his leadership, he was the epitome of a captain, he did everything he could in that 90 minutes to win the three points.”
Collins had been out with injury for large parts of the season, but returned to the bench last week in the 3-1 win over Barnet.
“After the game I spoke to Yeovil manager Darren Sarll and he told me how pleased he was to have Lee back,” added Robins.
“He was an old fashioned centre-half and we’ve not seen him play a lot this season because of injury.”
Mansfield Town owner John Radford – for whom Collins played from 2015 to 2017 – tweeted he was “shocked and saddened”external-link to learn of Collins’ death.
“A no-nonsense, battling braveheart on the field and a gentleman off it. A man who always gave his all in Stags’ colours,” Radford added.
Barnsley said they would pay tribute to Collins at Friday’s home Championship game against Reading.
Collins was part of the Wolves side, which included Wales keeper Wayne Hennessey and former Bolton midfielder Mark Davies, that reached the semi-finals of the FA Youth Cup in 2005, losing on penalties to a Southampton team featuring Theo Walcott.
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olvale · 3 months ago
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The Little Mistakes That Make It Past Editing
So I'm sitting here reading back through my very first episode of Monterey Valley, Midnight Heartbreak, and realizing I made a bit of a silly mistake. I'll probably keep it in, explain it away like Sandra was in no state of mind to realize she'd turned it on but... Well here (mildly nsfw):
I took a step into the cool night air, tasting the salt on the wind as it gusted. My overcoat flutter in the breeze, blowing open in the humid air. It washed over my exposed skin, sending an electric shock down my spine and out my limbs. I shivered, my nipples tightening as goose pimples rose across my flesh. I hastened to pull the front of my coat closed and kept walking. It wasn’t that it was cold, the summer weather was actually warmer than usual, but my car had been blasting full throttle heat through the vents for the last thirty minutes. The thermal shock was aggressive.
Why would I have written that she had the heat blasting full though the vents if it's a warm summer night? Last time I took a summer drive at night, I put the windows down and was still plenty warm. Hmm... I don't like it but whatever, I've got too much to work on without going back to rewrite posts from three years ago.
-Vale
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olvale · 4 months ago
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Outlines...
Has anyone else realized just how ducking helpful outlines are when trying to write a short? My life has been changed forever...
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olvale · 7 months ago
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When the Tip Forsakes the Tail
"I don't understand you, and I don't want to. Trying to understand you, trying to rationalize your abuse is what destroyed me long after your end.” My lips pursed, "So no, I don't understand you, and I don't want to. I don't forgive you"
I stared out at the cosmos from my perch on the plain hunk of rock we both sat on. I had the sensation we were hurtling through space at speed, at velocity? Only accelerating... But... From our perspective, from my perspective, things seemed to be slowing...
“How else can I say it? How else can I apologize for-”
“What part of ‘I don’t forgive you’ don’t you understand?” I cut them off, pulling my knees to my chest, watching as time seemed to slow to a crawl until it eventually stopped. From my vantage, I needed only shift my body the slightest to take advantage of the many, compound, gravitational telescopes that littered my field of vision. Every way I leaned, a different portion of the universe, no matter how far away, zoomed into view. Planets, binary suns, pulsars, even the big blacks, all frozen in a tick, strictly for my viewing. I’d seen it all before but the moment still brought a pause to my being, a calmness I never new except when this time came back again.
“All I hear is that you don’t forgive me... Yet... That means I still have a chance-”
“I will never...! Never.... I will...” My voice trailed off, lost in the harsh vacuum of space, an idea that burnt my brain when I thought too hard about it. Where did the sound come from anyway?
“You’ll never what?” They prompted, still unmoving as I sat next to them on the dusty expanse of space rock.
“I’ll never...” I’ll never forgive you! That’s what I wanted to say, wanted to scream! But as I sat, watching the clock of this pee brane falter and come to a stop, I hesitated, micro seconds slipping by.
Until...
A siren blared.
A small button next to me lighting up with dramatic need.
‘Push me!’ It said.
Literally.
In plain, square text.
Sans.
Block lettering.
“Looks like you’re up.” I hadn’t realized I’d been staring at the button till they spoke.
“Yeah...” I murmured, wondering where my guts were, wondering why I wasn’t letting them have it, why I wasn’t berating them for their repeated transgressions. Wondering why I wasn’t-
“Listen... I can’t go back. Can’t change it. Anything. Even if I could, just... Look.” They waved their hands generically at the mass and energy before us, “I just... I want you to know. This time, and every time. I’m sorry. I wish I had never chosen this. But it seems I’m doomed to loop with you in this pain, this suffering. I-”
“Let’s just get this over with.” I cut them off for the millionth time, balled my hand into a fist and brought it down on the pulsing button.
My stomach dropped.
My vision lurched.
The back of my head whipped forwards before I caught it, my body tottering on the brink of falling from the calm stone perch we sat upon.
Critical deceleration.
Or was this part acceleration?
I suppose it didn’t matter. Deceleration was just another way of spelling acceleration in the opposite direction.
Whatever it was, my vision of reality began to unwind before my eyes, a multitude of yarns pulling back in on themselves as nodes of matter reformed into clusters before exploding out into a burst of particles and energy. Hot and volatile, they swirled about each other, coalescing into a single point until...
Black.
“Just about there.”
“Yeah...” I said, waiting for it all to start, waiting for the pain to begin.
I’ll never forgive you...
The words rang in my head, only... This time... I wondered, just how true they were. I wondered if forgiveness might-
A siren blared.
A small button next to them lit up with dramatic need.
“Looks like you’re up.” I said as I braced for what was to come.
“I’m sorry...”
“Like always.”
Their fist hit the button.
Light exploded.
"I don't understand you, and I don't want to. Trying to understand you, trying to rationalize your abuse is what destroyed me long after your end."
"So no, I don't understand you, and I don't want to. I don't forgive you"
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olvale · 7 months ago
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Newsletter Time!
It's Public! Go read it if you're interested in what's coming up the next couple of months!
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olvale · 7 months ago
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O.L. Vale – What There Is To Know
○ Blog 18+ (MDNI) ○ Call me Vale (or something else?) ○ In my 30s ○ Commissions... I don’t yet do them and I’ve never been asked to write for anyone. If you like my writing though, and you just HAVE to have a story from me, DM me. We’ll talk. ○ DMs/Asks OPEN
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About Me
○ Writer (of smut. AKA, thirsty) ○ This blog exists to help promote my work and post my silly thoughts. ○ I enjoy using Tumblr prompts to practice. ○ Doggo parent of two ○ If you’re interested in supporting me, you can check out my Patreon where I post more exclusive stories monthly. patreon.com/olvale
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About My Work
○ It's dirty and explicit. ○ Definitely D/S, lots of bondage, leather, lingerie, and butt stuff, even taboo. Occasional Anthro & Aliens. ○ Also sensual, slow burn, mild romance etc... ○ Characters include Muscle mommies and soft, squishy, girls, twiggy boys and bears ready to break you. They run the gamut. ○ What else... ○ I dunno. Go read what I got to find out more.
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Official Tags
○ Common: Vanilla, BDSM, Anal, Futa, Step-Ladder, ○ Rare: Gore, Non-Con ○ All Characters Depicted 18+
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My Collection of Works
It's here. Click it. The link, I mean. Anywhere, actually. The whole thing is a... A link.. Anyways...
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olvale · 1 year ago
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Another Drabble
New Drabble out, straight to public access! I missed last weeks and was very late this week... Le Sigh...
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olvale · 1 year ago
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New Drabble out for Early Access
I missed my post date yesterday! But I got it out today. Check out my new drabble and the growing collection of public drabbles on my Patreon! Cut Grass or Ass will b released to the public next Wednesday.
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olvale · 1 year ago
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And as always... Catch up with the story of Monterey Valley at OLVale.WordPress.com
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olvale · 1 year ago
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Finally my first Monthly Short Story! Live now on Patreon.com/OLVale!
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olvale · 6 months ago
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May Short out! For Private Blend tiers and above. Part 2 coming soon!
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olvale · 7 months ago
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Time...
It astounds me how much time it takes for things I think are going to be simple and quick, in and out. I had it in my head I would get in close to 2000 words this morning for creative projects. Instead, I have written a tumblr intro, a newsletter for patreon, collected links for my collected works post, and a few other administery kindof things. Haven't written a lick of creative writing >.<
And the other day? I organized my google docs, pulling stray words into files on my PC, and organized my O.L. Vale folder. It took hours. I'm not even kidding...
Next time I'm just going to write when the motivation strikes. That shit is too valuable to waste on the admin stuff.
O.L. Vale - Out
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olvale · 8 months ago
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Music of the Moment
Melodic House and Techno dj mix - Peripheral live @ Het Sieraad Amsterdam
Puts me in a futuristic mood. Give it a shot for your Sci-Fi Fics!
-O.L. Vale
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olvale · 8 months ago
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Sneak Peak - Episode 8
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