Tag: rant

Dealing with the block

Things have been pretty rough the last couple of months. I told myself this was going to be the year I would start making more regular posts and help this blog really take off. At the start, things were going OK, and I was able to consistently put out a good handful of posts each month. However, I’ve been finding it hard to talk about anything the last few months, other than the Smut Marathon. But last night I was thinking about how there was much I wanted to talk about, and all the story ideas I have literally laying around in composition notebooks and pocket pads and began to wonder why I was feeling this creative wall in front of me.

Should Sex Be Redistributed? A Resounding ‘NO’! #RossDouchehat

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┬ádesert. 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┬ámore!

What’s your kink?

I was speaking to a friend of mine the other day about a writer’s voice, when it comes to creating short stories. I mentioned my friend might be in their mid twenties, based on the voice of their writing. To my surprise, I was a bit off, but I was also not the first to…

Muse missing

Has anyone seen my muse? I can’t seem to find my muse. She’s small enough to sit on my shoulder, and spends her days whispering naughty ideas in my ear. She’s been missing for a couple months now, and I’m starting to get a little worried. If found, please return her to me. I still…

The wrench in creativity

Hello, sexy people. It’s been a while since I wrote anything new, and I do apologize for that. It hasn’t been easy lately, with the dreary weather, my landlord only just now getting around to renovating my floors, and work being especially hard lately. Depending on what you believe, you could also blame planets going…

Wishing I was writing…

Well, here I am, at my laptop, with a half-finished story on my screen, and I can’t think of how to continue it. I find myself suffering from that great frustration known as writer’s block. I keep telling myself I can push through it if I just sit down and think, but I do so, and I remember why I stepped away in the first place. It’s especially frustrating as I’ve made a promise to you, my readers, that I would provide regular posts, and a new short story every week. I fear I may not be able to guarantee every week at this point.