Found out - by my DAD!

wishfulthinking

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I got a telephone call from my dad just before. He found a word doc with my feedback in it from lit that I had begun to compile since my hotmail account was almost to capacity --> quite by accident.

Anyway, he rang me up to say he was really proud of me, because judging by what these people said in feedback, I must be really good, and he asked me if I thought about getting published.

He didn't ask me what I wrote [hi dad I write pron :D] or where, so he definitely knows. The feedback would state literotica and my username, and because dad is very computer savy and designs webpages and stuff, he would easily have found the website, even if the feedback didn't clue him in.

I told him that I needed to have the first and last chapter finished before I could submit it to a publisher. So he asked me why haven't I finished it yet? He asked me how many chapters had I written, and how much longer before I finished.

I also sort of explained that a website holds monthly competitions and that I had received a few nominations, and that it allows you to post chapter by chapter and get feedback to help you as you go to help improve your writing etc.

It must have been a 10 minute conversation, and not once did the word erotica or porn come up, or any content of what the story might involve. But he did say that he new someone who made a mint on a smut story he got published. And no, he didn't offer to proof read.

I'll be laughing tomorrow, but right now all I can say is Holy Fuck!

Ramble over. :eek:
 
That's really cool, Wishful! Sounds like he's really proud of you, and rightly so!

I'm glad it didn't turn into an embarrassing conversation for you!

Lou :rose:
 
WT..
im glad things werent reversed and you finding yourself having to explain.. potentially be an author missing in action!

i read my stuff to my mother since she cant read any more. it makes her laugh... erm... yes.. i have to skip certain scenes.. cuz damn.. shes mom afterall.
its great to have understanding parents.

my best to you, doll!:D
 
And because I wanted to see if anything happened when I made 500 posts...

Vella, wow! There is a big difference between knowing and reading! Does she offer suggestions?
 
I think that's great. Most everyone in my family knows I write erotica among other things, though cousins are a bit more opinionated in telling me what they 'liked' about the erotica. My grandmother, sweet, innocent, naive grandmother wanted to read my work, but I re-worded the stories less explicitly so they came out romantic lesbian fare LOL. She sent me a long letter about what she liked.

Wonderful to have a supportive family, Wishful.
 
wishfulthinking said:
And because I wanted to see if anything happened when I made 500 posts...

Vella, wow! There is a big difference between knowing and reading! Does she offer suggestions?

certainly.. she loves my funny stories and right now i have one ongoing about 'pavarotti's secret castrati love child' who falls in love with Gunter the garbage man (currently undergoing sex change)... shell interject with things like: i would think Gunter would be binding his chest to hide the fact hes changing sex from his fellow workers...shes enamored with the idea of it all.

most importantly, she laughs.
 
my family would freak out.

my husband knows, he thinks its great, he takes some credit of course as hes the one introduced me to lit. but he was really thrilled wen i told him about my first story on here. so at least i have support from him. mind you, he judges stories on how many times he can come while reading them!!!!

spiders >( '.')<
 
Is it worse to find out that your mother wrote porn?

Years ago I found some of my mother's exercise books that she had used to write story scenes and outlines. Her maiden name was on the covers and the dates show that the books were written before she met my father.

They were not as explicit as most of Literotica. They could not have been published during the 1920s when she wrote them. It might have been possible after the 'Lady Chatterley' trial in the 1960s but not before.

The stories were incomplete with outlines of how they could be finished. I can't imagine that she ever showed them to my father or perhaps anyone. I discussed them with my brother but did not show them to him. He agreed that they should be destroyed because her surviving friends and relations of her generation wouldn't understand. I did, because they were incomplete and could not be put together into any sensible form. The most complete one could have been transcribed into several A4 pages but the links between the four parts that were written weren't there.

Her poetry we did keep.

I wonder where she hid the completed ones?

Og
 
oggbashan said:
The most complete one could have been transcribed into several A4 pages but the links between the four parts that were written weren't there.

Her poetry we did keep.

I wonder where she hid the completed ones?

Og

Damn, I'd have kept them. But then when it comes to the written word, I keep EVERYTHING. Copious paper files, notebooks, etc. etc.

The only problem with family knowing you're a writer is that my Grandmother wants me to write her 'memoirs'. I can relate to incomplete notes. I told her, 'well, I'll have a look,' because I thought I could make her happy and possibly write something, but then she sent me all this stuff, like your Mother, notes on pages of other things, half thoughts, sentances and words without context, phrases. I have no idea what to do with them, but still have them, just in case, afterall she has lived an intriguing life, and maybe it would be a good Christmas gift this year,

Of course, she keeps asking me if I have written anything yet. LOL

Anyhow, that was all an aside. I wonder if she'd want me to inject sex scenes. LOL :rolleyes:
 
I found my mom's poems and diary once - she alluded to explicit subjects but never fully described them. but I'd still freak if she found out --- more so than if my dad found out, I think. I know my dad used to read Playboy and Penthouse and watched a fair amount of porn, but now he's impotent (even viagra is useless), so I'd be relatively certain that he wouldn't be whacking off to my stories.
 
The only problem with family knowing you're a writer is that my Grandmother wants me to write her 'memoirs'.
I actually write children's stories. I started as therapy following a personal tragedy. When grandad found out he asked me to write his 'bio'. He produced reams of stuff that really opened my eyes.

He was a Cop, not policeman, but covert operator, for the government. That stuff is scary. What shook me was that as a teenager he ran a stable of female entertainers - mostly teens - to entertain the troups. He made a bomb out of that, as did his 'girls'.

I split his life into three parts - earliest memories to age 18, his 'war' years, and 'beyond retirement from active duty. The first two are complete, the third in progress.

"Two Pot Eggs" - early years", opens one's eyes to life of an urchin just prior and during WWII in rural Northern England. It is way too explicite to post on here, because - being real life as oposed to watered down wanking fantasy - it deals with the true facts of life, and what those teenagers really got up to and how they lived.

To see or talk to Grandpop, you would think butter wouldn't melt... I wonder how many others on here would get a surprise if they REALLY knew their Mums, Dads, or other relations' secret lives?:)

I love him because he was born in rough times, in the gutter, but pulled himself out of it - something I'm attempting to do myself.
 
Aborted Research

A long time ago I needed to research soldier's personal experiences of war. The reason for the research is now irrelevant and the project was never completed.

I knew two obvious subjects, a friend's father who had fought on the Western Front in WWI and one of my father's friends who had fought in Burma in WWII.

I interviewed them over pints of beer in the local pub at lunchtimes. Perhaps the beer helped release things they had never told before. I couldn't use them.

Why not?

The WWI soldier told me some of the jokes they played with whole corpses and body parts, not just of the enemy, but of their own mates. He added his experiences in French brothels and the treatments, official and unofficial, for frequent bouts of VD.

The WWII soldier told me about the things Japanese troops did to captured Allied troops in gruesome detail, and the things he and his fellow soldiers did to any captured Japanese. Most of the things he did would have led to a court-martial yet he claimed 'everyone did it'. What happened to women working for either side is still too gross for me to tell.

The one I can tell is how his friend died. They found a woman pegged down over an anthill and smeared with a sugar solution. Her tongue had been cut out and other body parts removed, then wound packs applied. She was still alive. His friend cut her bonds and tried to move her from the anthill. The grenade placed under her exploded killing both of them.

Both men were injured and returned to civilian life after their wars. The WWI soldier became an insurance salesman, the WWII soldier a civil servant. Both looked like normal people. The older one taught me how to disembowel an enemy with a knife; the younger one how to kill bare-handed.

What does that old guy you pass in the street know? Dare you ask him?

Og
 
My mother knows lol I don't know how she fouund out but she did, she thinks it's funny so we go with that. I was freaked the hell out at first though. When she casually told me she knew it was right up there with the time I saw my parents having full on no sheets summer sex and I was way old enough to know what was going on taught me to knock though six in the morning or not.
 
If my father found out I wrote what I do he would probably freak out and disown me. My mother would try to understand but would conclude that I'm insane.

Both would make it their mission in life to get me into a psychiatric hospital and heavily medicated ASAP.

Yeah, my family is heavy on the repression thing. You don't think my hyperorgasmic slave girls in outer space stuff came from nowhere, do you?

:p
 
What does that old guy you pass in the street know? Dare you ask him?
And how many 'Adult' sites would dare post the truth? If it's "fiction" - and the characters 'over 18' - fine. But true life! Not on your Nelly.

It's a sad world when fiction (sanctioned, of course) is allowed for public consumption, but real life is taboo. No editor would touch "Two Pot Eggs" as a true bio. When later submitted as fiction, there were no problems. It gave me some satisfaction to tell them go screw theirselves, and publish and profit myself. Part two film rights, have been aquired by a US company with several 'block-busters to their name. I'm actually promised first draft script for perusal/comments by the end of the month. I'm hanging on in England temporary, so Grandpa can give approval.

It's so easy, oggbashan, to peer down one's snout at some wine-swilling gutter dweller, or 'bag lady'. If we knew what lay behind the furrowed brow it oft would scare the shit out of our smug complacency.
 
wishfulthinking said:
:eek:

I got a telephone call from my dad just before. He found a word doc with my feedback in it from lit that I had begun to compile since my hotmail account was almost to capacity --> quite by accident.

Anyway, he rang me up to say he was really proud of me, because judging by what these people said in feedback, I must be really good, and he asked me if I thought about getting published.

He didn't ask me what I wrote [hi dad I write pron :D] or where, so he definitely knows. The feedback would state literotica and my username, and because dad is very computer savy and designs webpages and stuff, he would easily have found the website, even if the feedback didn't clue him in.

I told him that I needed to have the first and last chapter finished before I could submit it to a publisher. So he asked me why haven't I finished it yet? He asked me how many chapters had I written, and how much longer before I finished.

I also sort of explained that a website holds monthly competitions and that I had received a few nominations, and that it allows you to post chapter by chapter and get feedback to help you as you go to help improve your writing etc.

It must have been a 10 minute conversation, and not once did the word erotica or porn come up, or any content of what the story might involve. But he did say that he new someone who made a mint on a smut story he got published. And no, he didn't offer to proof read.

I'll be laughing tomorrow, but right now all I can say is Holy Fuck!

Ramble over. :eek:

Wt,

He has every right to be proud, you are very talented and I thik will be successful :)

My folks know, have since I posted my third story. I printed it out & let them read it. Parents can always surprise you. For a couple of republican, conservative, chruch goers, they have been nothing but supportive. Mom has even told other family members and shown them the story.

My cousin's wife was prompted to remark at a family get together where I was abscent "She's good, but can't she write something that doesn't involve the vulva?"

There is nothing greater than the support of your folks in whatever you do.

Grats and *HUGS*

-Colly
 
Teenage Venus said:
It's so easy, oggbashan, to peer down one's snout at some wine-swilling gutter dweller, or 'bag lady'. If we knew what lay behind the furrowed brow it oft would scare the shit out of our smug complacency.

I know.

Og
 
What a wonderful thing to have happen, Wishfulthinking. A very few people in my family know I write for this site, but I can't imagine any of the older generation being that cool about it.
 
SlickTony said:
What a wonderful thing to have happen, Wishfulthinking. A very few people in my family know I write for this site, but I can't imagine any of the older generation being that cool about it.

Don't underestimate the "older generation" Whether it's the middle-aged generation that I'm in or the really old genrationmy mother is in.

My mother has an autographed copy of the Literotica anthology that I gave her for her Birthday the year it came out. (the autograph is on my story that is part of that volume.)


She'd read the story before the book came out and wanted to show it to some of my grade-school teachers and the town librarian -- I don't know if she ever did or not -- because she was proud of the story being published.

The only member of my family that doesn't know (or at least pretends she doesn't know) is my older sister, the Prude.

My mother's only feedback on the content of the story was "I didn't think you could embarrass me."
 
Re: Re: Found out - by my DAD!

Colleen Thomas said:
Wt,

He has every right to be proud, you are very talented and I thik will be successful :)

My folks know, have since I posted my third story. I printed it out & let them read it. Parents can always surprise you. For a couple of republican, conservative, chruch goers, they have been nothing but supportive. Mom has even told other family members and shown them the story.

My cousin's wife was prompted to remark at a family get together where I was abscent "She's good, but can't she write something that doesn't involve the vulva?"

There is nothing greater than the support of your folks in whatever you do.

Grats and *HUGS*

-Colly


*blinking several times, puzzled?*
There's other things to write about.....OTHER than the vulva?
Wow.

;)

An no, not a soul in my family knows. Ye gods, what a terrifying thought. My parents are in the 80's. Thank god don't own a computer.

Close friends know, and one at least, reads them and enjoys them.

One day, I intend to tell my sons........not yet though. Phew!
 
Don't underestimate the "older generation" Whether it's the middle-aged generation that I'm in or the really old genrationmy mother is in.

Well, I know these people. The biggest family shitstorm I was ever in involved my mother digging around in my desk and finding some romantic stories I was writing...and they weren't even explicit, although to hear her go on about them...it was not pretty. It gave me a hangup about writing anything for years after. Every writer has a demon who sits on his/her shoulder and tells him/her that what he/she is writing is dreck...you can imagine whose voice mine used.
 
I got a telephone call from my dad just before. He found a word doc with my feedback in it from lit that I had begun to compile since my hotmail account was almost to capacity...

I don't know you, so I'm unclear as to whether you are a guy or a doll. If the former, this doesn't seem that big of a deal. If the latter, oh my. If I were to ever find evidence of my daughter having written anything of a non-clinical sexual nature, I'd be honour-bound to commit sepuku.

Realistically, I realize that my little princess will eventually become interested in such things. I just don't want to know about it.
 
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