A Master's Ring
Book Details
Author(s)Lord Anubis
ISBN / ASINB00AMSLJIM
ISBN-13978B00AMSLJI2
MarketplaceUnited Kingdom 🇬🇧
Description
Synopsis: "Only something alive can die." by Natalie Goldberg Sometimes life is a circle, unless you go back to the beginning you cannot move on.
sample text: It was the most stressful part of the academic year; final exams were approaching and semester projects were due. The timing helped me accept all of it with some equanimity.
The University required students to have a faculty advisor after choosing a major. Having enjoyed his class, I asked Professor Jeremy Ryan to be my mentor. He was one of the few creative writing professors that did not act like being a writer licensed one for freakhood. He also did not treat a student's work as if it were beneath him. Creative writing classes sometimes devolved into feel good sessions for bad writing but his criticisms were constructive and fair.
To be honest, he taught a short fiction seminar that was my first choice to satisfy the requirement but registering for it required his permission. There was no problem getting into other writing seminars, but I was not keen on wasting a semester listening to people kiss each other's asses because their last breakup was inspiring such 'great' work. No one dared hand-in that type of crap in Professor Ryan's classes. I thought as my advisor he would feel obligated to assign me a coveted permission slip.
We had a five p.m. meeting to discuss an internship with a literary agent friend of his. We discussed my interests in previous meetings where I talked about being a literary agent while working towards a doctorate. I did not have a writing talent beyond niche markets like sci-fi, fantasy, or male adventure but I knew when a piece of work or a writer showed talent. Better yet, I was a fine editor especially of other people's work.
The English faculty's offices were located in the basement of the department building. The basement was modeled on catacombs with every branch ending in two or three offices. Professor Ryan's office was one of the better hidden with three turns to get to. I wondered why he chose one so out of the way. A tenured professor with that much published work should have better.
I walked to the door and knocked.
Sex contents: Much Sex Genre: Action/Adventure Codes: Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, Fa/Fa, Mult, Harem, First, School, Consensual, Violent, Incest, Brother, Sister, DomSub, MaleDom, Spanking, Rough, Light Bond, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting
sample text: It was the most stressful part of the academic year; final exams were approaching and semester projects were due. The timing helped me accept all of it with some equanimity.
The University required students to have a faculty advisor after choosing a major. Having enjoyed his class, I asked Professor Jeremy Ryan to be my mentor. He was one of the few creative writing professors that did not act like being a writer licensed one for freakhood. He also did not treat a student's work as if it were beneath him. Creative writing classes sometimes devolved into feel good sessions for bad writing but his criticisms were constructive and fair.
To be honest, he taught a short fiction seminar that was my first choice to satisfy the requirement but registering for it required his permission. There was no problem getting into other writing seminars, but I was not keen on wasting a semester listening to people kiss each other's asses because their last breakup was inspiring such 'great' work. No one dared hand-in that type of crap in Professor Ryan's classes. I thought as my advisor he would feel obligated to assign me a coveted permission slip.
We had a five p.m. meeting to discuss an internship with a literary agent friend of his. We discussed my interests in previous meetings where I talked about being a literary agent while working towards a doctorate. I did not have a writing talent beyond niche markets like sci-fi, fantasy, or male adventure but I knew when a piece of work or a writer showed talent. Better yet, I was a fine editor especially of other people's work.
The English faculty's offices were located in the basement of the department building. The basement was modeled on catacombs with every branch ending in two or three offices. Professor Ryan's office was one of the better hidden with three turns to get to. I wondered why he chose one so out of the way. A tenured professor with that much published work should have better.
I walked to the door and knocked.
Sex contents: Much Sex Genre: Action/Adventure Codes: Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, Fa/Fa, Mult, Harem, First, School, Consensual, Violent, Incest, Brother, Sister, DomSub, MaleDom, Spanking, Rough, Light Bond, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting
