No matter how many ways I think about this, or consider if this is the right time, or if I have waited long enough to process everything that is going on since the quarantine, I’m just going to tell myself, as well as all of you, that this is my state of things. It may turn out that I delete this post after a few days, or even change my opinion completely in a week or month or whatever. So, fuck it.
I announced this over Twitter near the start of the month but failed to make any mention here. I’ll be participating in a fantastic event in Montreal this weekend with several other lovely, fellow smut writers I’ve come to be acquainted with over the past couple years. For 12 hours, we’ll be furiously writing and posting some tasty smut for you to enjoy as we raise funds for the NNAF Abortion Funds, a grassroots organization building power to remove financial, logistical, cultural and political barriers to abortion access. So if you enjoy smut and feel that women’s health is an increasingly important issue, you’ll want to stick around for this!
When I saw this week’s Food 4 Thought Friday prompt, I thought it would be a good idea to take up the challenge and talk about what pushes me to write. If you have been following up on my posts, then you already know a bit about my past and know that I grew up with a lot of siblings and not a lot of direction in my life. Writing was definitely not something I had intended to do with my life in the beginning. I was more the type to not have a plan for the future until about 5 minutes before it happened, which meant much of my free time was dedicated to playing video games as much as possible. It wasn’t that I didn’t care about what I would do, I just didn’t feel like I needed to worry about it at that moment.