This round of the Smut Marathon wrapped up as of last night, and I woke up to the results just this morning. Round 5 of the Smut marathon closed with results looking somewhat sporadic as the points were distributed. In previous rounds, the points always looked somewhat focused as the judges often voted for the same people, even if not for the same number of points. However, with points spread out all over the place, it looked like the judges were a bit divided on what worked and what didn’t. A clear winner of the round was made, but runner-ups were cutting it pretty close to each other with some point differences as small as 0.2 points.
As of last night, the window for accepting new entries into Round 5 of the Smut Marathon closed, and as of today, the voting round has begun. As you may remember, Round 4 closed with a total of 30 writers moving on to this round. But due to things in life we can’t control, like other projects, family problems, or other issues as Marie Rebelle addressed, five writers have chosen to pull out of the competition. This now leaves 25 total entries left in the marathon. I wish all those who pulled out a bright blessing, and great success in their future endeavors.
Do you remember those ‘Choose your own adventure’ books from the 80’s with the elaborate cover art, written by Edward Packard? I remember first finding one in middle school, around 20 years ago now, and thinking how innovative I thought it was. My school’s library had dozens of them, and I think I read every single one of them.
Have you ever dreamed you were a porn star? I mean, I’m sure plenty of you have had dreams or maybe day-dreamed of it, or perhaps even pretended you were while you were in the shower. But the other night, I had a dream in which I was a pornstar having sex with another pornstar. But it wasn’t me who was the pornstar, per say, if that makes sense. I dreamt of specific porn actors I’m already very familiar with.
This round of the Smut Marathon has been one of the most trying for many of us, I have to say. But the reason for this isn’t the tasks we were given, but because of what came after. Many took the feedback they received on their entries as a big hit to their self-esteem as a writer. I’ve been talking with several of the other writers all morning on Twitter as the feedback and results were released. It’s stirred me to take a step back and take a closer look at everything going on.
Earlier today, an article was published by NYTimes writer Ross Douthat titled ‘The Redistribution of Sex’. Which, that fucking title alone is cringy enough to make any vagina go drier than a Sahara desert. But in light of the recent attack in Toronto by a self-proclaimed “incel” in retaliation for not receiving the fornication he felt he deserved. Mr. Douche-hat then goes on to suggest, in elaborate detail and political heehaw, that the idea of a redistribution of sex, the very thing the “incel” movement is asking for, isn’t something we should immediately dismiss. In fact, he believes we should be talking about it more!
This has been a tough one, I’ll have to admit. The concept behind this assignment for the Smut Marathon may have sounded easy to many of us when this began, but we soon realized just how difficult this would be in practice. On the 8th of April, the 39 of us that remained were tasked with a new assignment, which was as follows:
Write a hot, erotic masturbation scene where your character uses a sex toy.
One character. One sex toy. No brand names.
I want sizzling hot stories; stories that will make the readers want to wank!!!
Your masturbation scene is a maximum of 300 words.
To be honest, when I first saw C.J. Douglass’ advertisement banner for “Overcranked”, I immediately wanted to get my hands on it. Part of me hoped that if I conveniently shared my book review submissions page right then, she might see it and consider sending me a copy. Clever, I know, but it didn’t take, hahaha. Eventually, I just gave in and purchased a copy myself. I couldn’t help it, I just really wanted to read this one for myself.
The last several years have seen a rise in social media speaking up about fragile masculinity. Jokes have risen up about men needing to only get products or services that cater to traditional male stereotypes. A lot of men feel the need to defend their masculinity with acts of violence, abuse, or a display of logic that is relevant only to him; as if that would prove them right. But I think it’s time for all of us to have a serious talk about how damaged the perceived idea of masculinity really is. I’m not one to say ‘This is how things are, and this is how we should treat it’, But I would like to open up a dialogue with all of you about the issue of masculinity. Because whether directly or indirectly, all of us are involved in how it’s defined.
After a long entry period for the Round 3 assignment, the window for entries is closed, and the voting round has begun. Following all of my fellow entrants, I’ve watched as many of them have scrambled to come up with a good story to enter. Given the standards by which our previous entries were judged, we were all justifiably worried about whether or not our work would stand out before the judges.
I’ve been thinking over this for a while after a conversation I had with a friend some time ago. I had mentioned how hearing about the personal fantasies of others really helps with creating plots for erotica, at least for me. My friend then mentioned that they had a private list of fantasies and sexual acts they wanted to perform with their partner. I won’t go into details, but I remembered the name my friend used for that list: “The Fuck-et list”. There’s no arguing the clear reference to the Bucket List with Morgan Freeman, and how it relates to one’s sexuality.