Some people have wondered various things about the hamster. Anytime they ask more than twice, I figure I ought to put it here.
I'm hamlet. That makes me a guy. The convention {X}K denotes an object X, locked (i.e., encrypted) by a key K. Get it? Yeah, I'm a crypto-geek.
Yup. Her internet presence, unlike mine however, is limited to e-mail. And I'm not passing that out.
You're not looking for wank-off material, are you? <grin> No, I'm free to come and go as I please, as long as it doesn't interfere with stuff that we ought to be doing; I don't have to call home if I'm going out to lunch; she doesn't keep track of my whereabouts with one of those elaborate remote-controlled, radio-transmitting collars that you can get from Sharper Image for the putative purpose of keeping your expensive pedigreed dog under control. Yeah right.
Sure.
Well, that's a good question. It's not as if there's no sex in them at all, of course; check out Catspaw, for instance. But I'll admit they're not your typical sex stories.
Actually, I'd like to have more sex in my stories. I don't want to write ethereal stories about how BDSM is a higher-level experiential kind of thing. I think that's kind of boring. But the problem I've had is that there are really only a few different things you can say about the actual sex. Since I'm more interested in the sensations of things rather than what they look like, and conventionally those sensations are characterized more by magnitude than by anything else, the sex part is quite limiting.
In other words, cocks are either big or small, orgasms are more or less intense, shorter or longer. Add a few moans, groans, mewings, etc, and you have yourself a sex story. It's not a particularly illuminating kind of thing. After a while, it's not even a particularly arousing kind of thing.
Somewhere out there there's a really hot story waiting to be written that doesn't depend on the conventions of sex writing, and still has all the BDSM stuff that I want to look into. It's just a matter of finding it.
It started with teenage fantasies. Of course, I got some of those from books and magazines (not always the sex rags--I remember this hot hand-over-the-mouth picture from Newsweek from when I was thirteen or so), but I also had some of my own. And from time to time I'd write them out, sort of to make them more permanent.
That continued for a while, very low baseline--I'd write maybe one every year or so. When I started having e-mail discussions with some of the people on the newsgroups--well, to make a short story really short short, Akasha (a great femdom writer in her own right) found that the best way to spur me into writing more was to...set me specific writing challenges. (Geez, what did you think I was going to say?)
That happened about a year ago as I write this. So 1997 has been a fairly productive year from the femdom writing perspective.
Uh, that depends on what you mean by "real-life." There are very few good writers that just make everything up. (There are a lot of bad writers who do that, though.) I'm not one of them; from that point of view, they have a significant real-life aspect to them.
On the other hand, they're not always things that happened to me, and they're not always things that happened all at one time. Quite often, my stories are stitched together from things that happened at various times to different people. I never put in anything that would identify anyone or (I hope, at least) make them feel uncomfortable.
I think if you look at it, practically all fiction is like that. If you're going to call that based on real-life events, you could say that, but then you'll have to move the entire fiction section of the library over to "speculative non-fiction" or some such nonsense.
Yeah, I do, whenever I get the chance (which isn't often). I think that show is awesome.
In a power dive, about 180 mph. (That's about 80 meters per second for you metric weenies.)
'Cause I'm an arrogant bastard.
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