Fifteen Years! Have I changed? Have you?

oggbashan

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July 2017 is fifteen years after I, as oggbashan, first posted stories on Literotica. The number of stories I posted in that first month showed that they had been written before I joined, sometimes years earlier.

Fifteen years later I'm not the same writer nor the same person. I'm different. Whether I'm a better writer? That's a subjective judgement. I am still capable of writing competent stories and also of posting stinkers. I hope more of the stinkers stay off Literotica now. I am very grateful for Literotica's existence as a place to show my stories.

I have left two of my early bad stories - Hen Party and Stag Party - to remind me how much I have changed as a writer.

How do you feel about yourself as an author? Has Literotica changed you, or do you change your stories to fit Literotica?
 
Yes, Literotica has definitely changed me as an author. First and foremost it got me started, at least letting others read what I write. Since I'm Swedish it was also a first writing in English and I found out fast that my confidence in my language skills were unrealistic... Hopefully I'm getting better though.

Since it's been two years for me, not fifteen, it is hard to say how I've changed but since it is an erotic site I try to add some kind of erotica or at least romance to my stories. What surprises me most is my inability to predict if a story will be well received or not, how difficult it is to not enter a side track in the plot and how hard it is to vary the erotic scenes.

Most of all though it has changed my appreciation of what others write, for better and worse. I'm more impressed by a well written story but on the other hand I give up more easily too.

Halin24
 
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No JB, your first posts were you trying to reinvent the writing wheel for yourself. Your great revelations were common knowledge to most everyone who knew anything about writing.

Lit has been great for me. It got me my start in mainstr3eam. The only thing I regret is that I don't have the time to write Lit type stories that I once had. I have hundreds of unfinished stories that need finishing.
 
No JB, your first posts were you trying to reinvent the writing wheel for yourself. Your great revelations were common knowledge to most everyone who knew anything about writing.

Lit has been great for me. It got me my start in mainstr3eam. The only thing I regret is that I don't have the time to write Lit type stories that I once had. I have hundreds of unfinished stories that need finishing.

I learn from the masters not with my ear pressed against PILOTs ass.
 
Wow! 15 years. You know that's like 105 in dog years and erotica right? :D

Congrats, Ogg. And, here's to another 15 years of titillating tales.

As for me... yeah, I think Lit has been good for me.

Almost exactly three decades ago, I was a neophyte writer with one published poem and a whole ton of arrogant gumption. I went into a creative frenzy and cranked out 144 poems, twenty some odd short stories, six novels, and a self help book... and managed to place five more poems. :p

I did some looked around and the "wisdom" of the time from published authors was "you gotta start with erotic". (Which in those days was "Letters to Penthouse" and the like.) I had some pretty ugly religious convictions at the time and was pretty well chock full of judgement and self-righteousness. And besides, I'd already written the next Great American Novel six times over, but was just trying to get someone to recognize. No way in hell was I going to go down that "sinful" road. :rolleyes:

Any road, after about a decade, I had to come to grips with the fact I was not actually the next James Joyce and in a fit of pique cut off my hair and dumped all my literary masterpieces in the bathtub with my waist length pony tail and lit it on fire. (The wife was not amused since it was 2am and she had been asleep when the smoke alarm woke her.)

About ten years ago, or so, I discovered Lit (yeah, yeah I'd loosened up a LOT from the snotnosed punk who drummed a Bible rhythmically against my thigh while I ranted about whatever Larry Flynt had done now). Anyway, the writing bug bit me again. Mainly because "shit, I can do better than that in my sleep!"

And Laurel wisely rejected my submission so hard I got a nosebleed. :eek:

I went away and sulked for awhile. But, eventually just couldn't stand it. I wrote about forty or fifty vignettes and got up the nerve to submit three and got slapped down.

Finally, I got smart and tossed away everything I "knew" about writing. And managed to slip one by Laurel for a Halloween contest, maybe seven years ago. And got soundly trounced in the voting.

I've come and gone several times since. And managed to get some more posted here and there. I don't know that I've gotten any better, although I learn a little more each time I let my ass hang out for a paddling. I guess it depends on the day. But, the biggest thing I've picked up from Lit is to let go and have some damn fun with it. 'Cause if sexy ain't fun, you are way doing something wrong. :cool:

Now, if I could just learn to ignore the little guy on my left shoulder that keeps trying to tell me I'm witty and stop proving he's half right.

Any road. Big congrats on your anniversary Ogg. Now, get off the forums and write something. Summer Lovin' is up sooner than you think. :p
 
Changed. yes dramatically. I've been here nine months; lured in by the stories and suffering from this burning compulsion to write.

I'm so new that I cannot claim to be any sort of an author; only that these stories inside me, have to be let out. I am deeply appreciative for the opportunity.
 
Lit has absolutely changed me. I am much more looser and freer with my writing. It has revitalized me. I had to separate my two writing identities more as I don't need nearly the structuring or motivation to write smut.
On a personal level again what a difference. In my personal life I am becoming more like litfan. There's a lot more passion to life now. Best of all I have met the loves of my life here - it can't possibly get better than that. :D
 
I've been here for eleven years and have 967 stories posted. The only change in that time that I see is that I now write more erotica than mainstream and I'm writing more words to a story than I did at the start. I don't consider anything I've posted here as a "stinker." I've neither pulled nor edited/replaced any stories. I, of course, consider some better than others and some were experiments that didn't get the reception I'd hoped. But there continue to be readers and favoriting of stories that go all the way back to the beginning and favoriting continues on stories that aren't favorites of mine. For example, "Snowball Effect" was written to be a nasty interracial gang bang story just for variety sake for a marketplace antholgoy. I wasn't wild about it when I wrote it nine years ago or when it eventually posted to Lit. seven and a half years ago--it isn't the technicals I didn't particularly like; it was the content. Someone favorited it yesterday.
 
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I've certainly changed a lot in fifteen years, but I haven't been on Lit for even two. There haven't been many changes in two years.

I've learned a lot about editorial standards and technical details like punctuation, but the writing style and the characterization in my recent stories and in my early stories is about the same. And I still have the same goals.
 
... Now, get off the forums and write something. Summer Lovin' is up sooner than you think. :p

My real problem is that I spend too much time off-line doing other things. When I do sit in front of my computer I'm physically tired. Writing needs me to be alert and not half-asleep.

But I have ten possible Summer Lovin' stories part written even if a couple have been part written for over a decade...
 
I've been here about eight or nine years, but didn't actually "join" until 2012, I think. It was when I actually posted a story.

As for changing, yes. I'm more critical of myself, and I've slowed down a lot as far as actual writing goes. Oddly I have just as many ideas come to me, but just have a harder time sitting down and doing it.

My writing quality has changed some also, at least I think it has. I feel like I write better, although since I now write in small spurts instead of going on for hours and hours like I did before, I have a hard time keeping things flowing smoothly.
 
Fifteen years is about eleven beyond my LIT stay. It does mark the time we've been in our current home, and driven around Mexico and Central America, and suffered post-9/11 stress and tyranny, and dealt with non-trivial health issues, and collected a huge load of craftworks and musical instruments, and used cellphones. And me not watching TV. Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...

Writing changes? I used to post about a story per week. Not lately -- exterior life intervened, but I'm feeling internal pressure to resume. Future tales may or may not resemble past efforts. I'm thinking of more period pieces, mostly 1870-1940, very tumultuous times. Telegraph was the Internet of the time. Sex was serious. People were not standardized. Life was a gamble. Yowzah...
 
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Back dating my life 15 years? Hmm.. 2002👠👠👠 I was seriously contemplating a sex change after military service and college... gave up on the idea. At the time, I was heavily into writing poetry and pen and ink drawing. Now, I etch glass, write short stories, listen to a wide range of rock and metal music, but still dress like a woman.... times have changed. 👠👠👠Kant🌹
 
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15 years ago is, roughly, when I started reading stories on this site, but I didn't start writing and publishing stories until December 2016. I thought about writing erotic stories for years before getting around to doing it. I have a much clearer idea now than I did then about what sort of erotica I am interested in and why. I probably am much more open-minded than I was then, more tolerant of other people's kinks and fetishes.
 
Fifteen years ago? Lol. I won't tell you what grade I was in but it wasn't High School. I was reading though.
 
Ouch! I was reading, not very well, but reading...

70 years ago.

Seventy years ago, I guess my older brother wasn't yet reading, but I wasn't around yet. I must have started reading about sixty or so years ago. Although before they taught me in school, I recognized a few words, for example: 7up, CocaCola, Prince Valiant, Mandrake the Magician.

The only down side to first starting to learn to read was that my mom stopped reading the Sunday funny papers to me. I can remember feeling so betrayed.
 
About 65 years of reading for me, likely starting with newspaper comics and Golden books. Pretty soon it was every book, magazine, map, and ephemeral paper I could grab. Grandma read to me and I learned fast. That was after the skull fracture. I have a valid excuse for the rest-of-my-life behavior. What's yours?
 
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I think I first posted in 2004. And for all the ways I have changed over the years, I am still the same person I always was.
 
Ouch! I was reading, not very well, but reading...

70 years ago.

That's when I started reading in general, too. I started reading here 15 years ago next month, and submitted my first story a few days later. I'm still primarily a Lit reader and only submit a few stories a year. It's a "rainy day" hobby. If it's nice outside, I'm outside, not in front of the computer.

Thanks for your terrific 50 word flash story resources, Ogg. I've written hundreds of them with your guidance that I mainly use as a fun way to file story ideas and interesting scenes that come to mind.

rj
 
You guys have me worried now. What if my granddads read Literotica? Gulp! Then again, my granddads would probably make story suggestions. Or maybe not. Chloe swallows nervously.
 
You guys have me worried now. What if my granddads read Literotica? Gulp! Then again, my granddads would probably make story suggestions. Or maybe not. Chloe swallows nervously.

They had to have had sex to become granddads. So did the grandmums. :)
 
You guys have me worried now. What if my granddads read Literotica? Gulp! Then again, my granddads would probably make story suggestions. Or maybe not. Chloe swallows nervously.

"Chloe dear," his voice was tremulous, but determined. "Can you write me some zimmer porn? You get all the nursey details so right. There's a dear."

"Oh all right, grandpa. Do you want the pink uniform, or the white one tonight?"

"Oh love, I think the white one, don't you?"
 
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