I'm actually pretty shocked by this myself! For a long time, I had told myself that I was going to do just fine with my writing alone. I don't consider myself Instagram-able, and I have too many bad experiences trying to put myself out there on YouTube. But I was content with having my words read and my thoughts in a place that I felt comfortable sharing it.
Here we are once again! As we speak, Marie Rebelle of Rebel's Notes is preparing to send off the first assignment of the 2020 Smut Marathon. For those of you new to this, the Smut Marathon is a year-long competition involving dozens of erotica and smut writers from all over the world, and from all walks of life, to come together and complete a series of writing challenges curated by Marie Rebelle herself. But it's so much more than a competition.
As of writing this, I'm sitting here pondering the possibilities of the next #FantasySmutFriday prompt, and getting excited over the fact that it's been one year since I started this meme, and managed to provide 52 total prompts based on common sexual fantasies. As I get ready to draft a roundup of all the submissions over the past year, I can't help but think about how I managed to pull it off. And just to add more anxiety, I'm wondering how I'm going to do it again!
I wanted to touch base with all of you regarding what's been going on and some of the things behind the screen that have been causing it. First off, to all new readers here: Welcome! I'm glad to have you here, and I hope you find everything to your liking. There are plenty of stories, and many articles to read. I'm not an expert, by any means, but I am constantly looking deeper to discover what drives some to seek certain kinks, and what motivations they have for others. What I find, I write here, and it's mostly to my understanding. So if anything I write contradicts your experiences, please keep this in mind.
Those of you who have followed me for a while already know that I was a participant of the Smut Marathon over the past year. For those that don't, the Smut Marathon is a year-long event where writers of erotica and smut compete in story challenges that push us to improve our writing abilities. I only made it to Round 6, but I did have a lot of fun writing, reading, and voting on all of the great entries that were available. But before I tell you about my experience, I'd like to give an apology.
I've delayed myself in writing this a few days as I have needed time to think about what I wanted to say, and how I wanted to say it. I'm sure you've noticed by now, or you're noticing at this very moment, that badge over to the right of this post. (Probably not, if you're reading this on mobile) As of a few days ago, I was placed on the list of Top 100 Sex Blogs of 2018, and it has really offset a series of mixed feelings I've been having recently about this whole thing I have been working on over the past 2 years I've been writing for Forbidden Writings. If you'll indulge me.
The votes are over and the results are in. And if it hasn't become clear by the title of this post already, I've been eliminated. I know I've expressed a bit of bitterness in past rounds due to the feedback and low scores I received, but now I feel... I don't know the word. Somewhere between euphoric and relieved. Reconciled? I think that's it.
I know I'm a couple days late with this post, so please forgive me on that matter. This past weekend was kind of crazy, and I've only just managed to recover from everything that happened. But as of Saturday, submissions for round 6 of the Smut Marathon came to a close for the 25 remaining writers. This is probably the first time a round has begun with the same number of writers as the number of writers who submitted a story. No one has dropped out, although I'll admit to coming very close to it.
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.
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.
As of yesterday, the second round of the Smut Marathon has come to a close. I admit I've been kind of bad this round. I failed to inform you about the voting period for this round, and that has probably cost some of you the opportunity to cast your votes, or even knowing that the entries were available.