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[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Most persistent spam ever I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group How the hell do you do this?

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Love songs are the second hardest to write. At least for me. To get it just right, universal and still personal and meaningful. I've killed so many trees over it so I went and planted one for Earth Day last year.

Plus the chance that your audience for love songs is a tone-deaf infant is slim.

Come to think of it, I can't remember the last one I wrote and played myself.

Do you prefer it when you get to write longer stories?

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Maybe you just need the right Muse to help you.

And it really depends on the story, but I think some of the best ones are those that develop over time.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Maybe. Probably. Inspiration is all about the right everything sometimes.

Given time and space and the chance, a lot of things can develop into beautiful stories.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Would you tell me your story sometime? ...or are you wanting to write a new one?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

My story isn't very exciting. Nothing like what I'm sure others around here could tell you. But, if you want, I could - even if it's just a short story.

So I guess I want to write a real, new one.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

I love all stories. And, even though we're on opposite coasts at the moment, I'd be happy to help you write a new one.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I would be honored to have your help. I would love your help.

That is incredibly generous of you. But I can only accept if it goes both ways. We can help each other, right?

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Anything you want. ♥

Absolutely.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I'll put my contact details up here then. I didn't before because, well, I didn't know what this all was.

3 hour time difference, right?

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Yes, that's right. I'm three hours behind. Of course, my schedule is a little erratic, having an infant, so I tend to be up at odd hours.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Me, too. That is, I tend to be up at odd hours. Not that I have an infant obviously. I don't sleep that much and Simba jumps on my head at 5am whether I like it or not, anyway.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

"Simba"?

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

My cat. I found him in the alley when I moved into this apartment last year and started feeding him until he decided to adopt me.

I let my class name him. Sort of.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Oh, how adorable! I've got a Balinese named Delilah.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

I bet she's a lot prettier than poor Simba. I love him completely but even I can't say he's a handsome cat. On the other hand, he has real personality.

Does Delilah object to you paying attention to your writing? And other things?

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

Oh, yes, she's beautiful. She's my little fur-baby. And very protective of Alex.

She only objects if she feels she's not getting her dues for attention. Then she likes to jump right up on whatever I'm doing.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

That sounds about right. Simba has declared war on my guitar so I have to keep it in the closet when I'm not using it and give him catnip before I use it. He doesn't seem to mind the piano, though, and he deals with the computer by sitting across my wrists.

I bet it's a relief that she loves Alex so much.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

That sounds like a cat, all right. And, yes, it really is. Some cats don't take well at all to children, but those two do get along.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

At least the vet tells me he's a cat. Some days, I'm not quite sure that Simba isn't a linebacker Gremlin. But he's my boy so I spoil him.

Does she try to sleep with him?

[There is an attachment on this note, a small-sized audio file that opens up into a short lullaby-like tune. Maybe about 90 seconds, simple, piano driven, with a low masculine hum just below and behind the notes. The hum eventually stops and piano notes slow until, just before it cuts off, there is the sound of a soft questioning meow, Oh, Simba.]

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

[Oh... music... Heart... skipping... beat... And the meow just totally makes it. XD]

She usually prefers to sleep in a chair. Sometimes underneath the crib.

And that... that was beautiful. Thank you.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

[If text could blush, the following would be bright red.]

You're welcome. I hope Alex and Delilah like it, too. You can name it if you want.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

I'm sure they will. I'll have to think of a very special title for it.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

Thank you. It's all yours then.

[roseredheart.insanejournal.com]

You're too sweet.

[mr-bes.insanejournal.com]

And you've made me feel very welcome. I can't thank you enough. A song doodle isn't much but it really is all for you. And Alex and Delilah, too.