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I thought I had a self-deprecation kink, but I bow before the masterThe trick is to be a very shallow person. For instance, I never worry about revealing my deeper self, because there's no deeper self to reveal.
Nah, I'm just too lazy to be interesting.I thought I had a self-deprecation kink, but I bow before the master![]()
The blue hair gives you away!I am fiction, but there is truth in me.
Your ability to be lazy is only surpassed by your ability to be uninteresting. Why am i even writing this! OH! I am even more boring than you, so take that!Nah, I'm just too lazy to be interesting.
That's what life is for: making jokes about.Unless, I guess, you can just make a joke about it like @StillStunned always can.
Sorry to hear about your wife. My condolences to you and your family.My wife knew. She always encouraged me to write, no matter what is was, despite some of the subject matters I wrote about in my stories. She was my muse. She's also the inspiration behind my 750 word story.
With her recent passing a couple of weeks ago, I've opened up to some friends about my writing because I really needed to share that particular story. I didn't post the link to it, but I posted that story text on Facebook. It's non-erotic so there is absolutely no issues in doing so. To date, those who did have the link, they haven't said anything good or bad. But now they know I wrote erotica and I'm ok with it. For now, unfortunately, my desire for writing has diminished a bit, even though I've had a few ideas that I've saved down to get back to. But when I get back to it, I certainly won't change what I write, even with friends knowing and possibly reading. This is who I am and I know my friends are accepting of it.
Something always feels risqué about writing for me. There are intimate fantasies of intricate detail that I can sketch out and flesh out and bring to life, but do I really want that stuff out there? How do you get to a point where you feel comfortable enough to put what you’ve written out into the world? Do you even think about the fact that you may be unfurling the most intimate parts of your own mind out there to the public, or is that even what you do as a writer? For me, it is, and I don’t know how to get to a point where I’m comfortable with that. I am looking for advice and insight into other peoples’ mindsets around this topic.
ThisBut every story has at least one character that has part of me in it. Often more than one. And interactions in my life are rampant throughout my stories.
Who's going to know which bits are you and which bits are your fantasy?
I am one of those who said that it's fiction.I am amazed by the people in this thread who say it's fiction. At one level, the stories that I write never happened, so it is fiction. But every story has at least one character that has part of me in it. Often more than one. And interactions in my life are rampant throughout my stories. Both the main characters in my original story (that grew into my original series) have more than a little of me in them. And they each have some of my SO.
I am amazed by the people in this thread who say it's fiction. At one level, the stories that I write never happened, so it is fiction. But every story has at least one character that has part of me in it. Often more than one. And interactions in my life are rampant throughout my stories.
Good question. I was quite surprised at myself when I came to the point of wanting to publish. (I can't remember if I wrote my first story with or without the intention to publish). No one in real life has any notion of my erotic tastes (as contrasted with real life sex life). You'd think I'd be shy or embarrassed. But I'm not a bit (contrary to what @pink_silk_glove "knows."I have remained active as a writer despite not publishing on this site for a year and a half. I’m still unsure about whether I will return to publishing here. Nothing I would like to publish here is even finished and ready yet.
Something always feels risqué about writing for me. There are intimate fantasies of intricate detail that I can sketch out and flesh out and bring to life, but do I really want that stuff out there? How do you get to a point where you feel comfortable enough to put what you’ve written out into the world? Do you even think about the fact that you may be unfurling the most intimate parts of your own mind out there to the public, or is that even what you do as a writer? For me, it is, and I don’t know how to get to a point where I’m comfortable with that. I am looking for advice and insight into other peoples’ mindsets around this topic.
Perfectly beautiful: A Single Purple RoseMy wife knew. She always encouraged me to write, no matter what is was, despite some of the subject matters I wrote about in my stories. She was my muse. She's also the inspiration behind my 750 word story.
With her recent passing a couple of weeks ago, I've opened up to some friends about my writing because I really needed to share that particular story. I didn't post the link to it, but I posted that story text on Facebook. It's non-erotic so there is absolutely no issues in doing so. To date, those who did have the link, they haven't said anything good or bad. But now they know I wrote erotica and I'm ok with it. For now, unfortunately, my desire for writing has diminished a bit, even though I've had a few ideas that I've saved down to get back to. But when I get back to it, I certainly won't change what I write, even with friends knowing and possibly reading. This is who I am and I know my friends are accepting of it.
I assume this must be true of all of us, but it's been a continuing puzzle to me as to how my MCs (men surrendering with dignity) connect to the real me (fairly assertive female with no discernable yen to get involved in BDSM IRL.) I've collected a lot of insights here in AH over the last 3 or 4 years, but that one's still an open question.But every story has at least one character that has part of me in it.
If you don't tear up reading that story, you are a heartless soul and I don't want to know you.Perfectly beautiful: A Single Purple Rose
Something always feels risqué about writing for me. There are intimate fantasies of intricate detail that I can sketch out and flesh out and bring to life, but do I really want that stuff out there? How do you get to a point where you feel comfortable enough to put what you’ve written out into the world? Do you even think about the fact that you may be unfurling the most intimate parts of your own mind out there to the public, or is that even what you do as a writer? For me, it is, and I don’t know how to get to a point where I’m comfortable with that. I am looking for advice and insight into other peoples’ mindsets around this topic.