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The Scrawls of Mr. AbbottBackground"You know how some cats say they got a callin' in life? Like they pop out of their mama and suddenly it's their god-willin' right to put a bullet in some poor sod's head, or to run some two-bit barber shop up on Lamar. Ain't no sense in tryin' to justify layin' about in life. There's just no gumption. If they had even the slightest vestige of gumption, I suspect all this hogwash about callings, and god's will, and Lamar Street - I suspect it would all just blow over. Become a pile o' junk for old Louie the street sweeper to demonstrate his callin' on." - overheard at the Second Sunday Tavern, Grayson, MS
By the time the 1930's ran around, much of Grayson, Mississippi was dominated by a spankin' new skyline, courtesy of some of the finest examples of dirty dealings ever to grace the good south. One of the larger cities in Mississippi, and a center for manufacturing, Old Gray seemed, on its surface, a shining symbol of persistent American business sense. However, across the country, speakeasies and organized crime cropped up as the common man's last defense against the U.S. government's "well-intentioned" effort to sober up a few fellows. Tommy-wielding associates, irate and short-fused police, the groveling and dirt-ridden poor: they were all ubiquitous as mosquitos in summer. But in the face of all this friction, romance and frivolity erupted in the hearts of many a starry-eyed gentleman, perhaps the traces of carefree days still fresh in memory, days before that unfortunate misunderstanding of 1929. The short works here paint the sensuous and steamy encounters of the good (and sometimes not-so-good) people of the languid American South.
About the WriterAbbott believes the best truth is that which contains the smallest amount of words. That the world revolves simply because it hasn't been told any different. That real clarity of thought derives from a few shots of scotch and a twisted ear (what he calls, in grinning stupor, a captivated audience, by the way). As a daydreaming, scribbling, and raving mad homosexual writer, he frequents many of the Gray's fine underground establishments to drink himself into imagination. Propped up on a stool at the bar, he bounces ideas and tepid breath off of anyone willing to listen, when he's not wistfully staring at his newest "one true love" across the room. Young, and with little thought for the future (which he fervently asserts is a crippling article of superfluity, whatever that is) he has gotten his fair share of tails and tales, in no particular order. Perfect for the latest writer in a long legacy of bottle-gripping artists of the pen.
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Some Spiffy Details! (G)
13 years ago
Here are a few notes about what I am trying *ever so hard* to do here!
The Scrawls of Mr. Abbott (an entirely fictional name) takes place in an alternate universe set in Grayson, Mississippi (an equally fictional place) in the fascinating time frame of the 1920's and 30's. The short stories are meant to be a combination of the personal minglings of Abbott with the accounts of his acquaintances that he meets around the Gray.
William Abbot himself is a Golden Retriever, and is digitigrade, like all animals in this world. He has a light golden coat with light feathering and a fluffy tail, of which he is quite proud of (he won't let anyone touch it, not even his dear old Grandmother) He stands slightly taller than average height, at around 6'2", with little muscle mass to speak of (He's a writer, after all!). He is usually seen wearing his favorite black pinstripe vest over a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He also wears a perpetual sleepy expression, with heavy eyelids and overall sluggish movements and mannerisms. Probably from his lack of sleep, you know.
Because I am gay, I chose to make Abbott gay as well, as well as pretty much all of the stories that will be adorning this humble little page. Additionally, some of these stories may contain elements that would break the laws of physics and....reason...in this world, which are namely growth (muscle and otherwise), hyper proportions, bloating, mild vore, and things along that line. Nothing so hardcore as to detract from the romance of each story, I want to avoid that. But enough to make it sexy. Sexy is good.
My name is not really Will Abbott, I don't live in Mississippi, and I am not quite 26 years old. I figure you can do whatever the hell you want in a universe of your own creation, and I intend to take that liberty.
If there are any requests, I would be honored and happy to hear them, but keep in mind I would like to write stories that fit with the setting as much as possible. Also, you should invent (or allow me to invent) a period name for the character you want in the work to keep my OCD at manageable levels, haha!
Any efforts to spread my work here around FA and the interwebs in general would be most appreciated!
The Scrawls of Mr. Abbott (an entirely fictional name) takes place in an alternate universe set in Grayson, Mississippi (an equally fictional place) in the fascinating time frame of the 1920's and 30's. The short stories are meant to be a combination of the personal minglings of Abbott with the accounts of his acquaintances that he meets around the Gray.
William Abbot himself is a Golden Retriever, and is digitigrade, like all animals in this world. He has a light golden coat with light feathering and a fluffy tail, of which he is quite proud of (he won't let anyone touch it, not even his dear old Grandmother) He stands slightly taller than average height, at around 6'2", with little muscle mass to speak of (He's a writer, after all!). He is usually seen wearing his favorite black pinstripe vest over a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He also wears a perpetual sleepy expression, with heavy eyelids and overall sluggish movements and mannerisms. Probably from his lack of sleep, you know.
Because I am gay, I chose to make Abbott gay as well, as well as pretty much all of the stories that will be adorning this humble little page. Additionally, some of these stories may contain elements that would break the laws of physics and....reason...in this world, which are namely growth (muscle and otherwise), hyper proportions, bloating, mild vore, and things along that line. Nothing so hardcore as to detract from the romance of each story, I want to avoid that. But enough to make it sexy. Sexy is good.
My name is not really Will Abbott, I don't live in Mississippi, and I am not quite 26 years old. I figure you can do whatever the hell you want in a universe of your own creation, and I intend to take that liberty.
If there are any requests, I would be honored and happy to hear them, but keep in mind I would like to write stories that fit with the setting as much as possible. Also, you should invent (or allow me to invent) a period name for the character you want in the work to keep my OCD at manageable levels, haha!
Any efforts to spread my work here around FA and the interwebs in general would be most appreciated!
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