How seriously do you take your Literotica stories?

It's a hobby, and a release.
If I had any kind of real sex life, I'd be too busy living it to write about it.
 
I haven't written anything, but as far as the stories posted on here, I'm far more interested in the written equivalent of a porn film, as opposed to searching for the erotic writer equivalent of Hemingway or Brontë.

There are 5 writers here with Hemingway in their screen name and 4 with Brontë. Maybe your search wouldn't be all that difficult!

rj
 
There are 5 writers here with Hemingway in their screen name and 4 with Brontë. Maybe your search wouldn't be all that difficult!

rj

It's one thing to assume the name. It's quite another to be able to assume the mantle. :)
 
I haven't written anything, but as far as the stories posted on here, I'm far more interested in the written equivalent of a porn film, as opposed to searching for the erotic writer equivalent of Hemingway or Brontë.

Wouldn't that be easy?

"My name is Brent. You must be Bunny. Our names both start with 'B', so we should have sex."

Brief oral sex.
"Oooooh!"

Rough penetration.
"Uh, uh, aahhh."

Repeated humping.
"Do that! Do that again!"

"Fuck me baby!"

A little release.
"Oh yeah..."

(repeat as needed.)

The end
 
I once saw a t-shirt that had answers to the question: "Why did the chicken cross the road?" as given by various notables and authors.

The Hemmingway answer had me in stitches, and I still smile about it to this day:

"To die. In the rain."
 
Wouldn't that be easy?

"My name is Brent. You must be Bunny. Our names both start with 'B', so we should have sex."

Brief oral sex.
"Oooooh!"

Rough penetration.
"Uh, uh, aahhh."

Repeated humping.
"Do that! Do that again!"

"Fuck me baby!"

A little release.
"Oh yeah..."

(repeat as needed.)

The end

Hey! You stole my plotline!! :(
 
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The typical story that I write takes 75 to 90 hours over a 3 week period.

I reread it over and again, adding to it and correcting it every time I read it.

Then, even when submitting the story, I just don't copy and paste, I read it as it appears on the screen as if I was a reader reading my story for the first time. Always I find errors and/or things to change.

Then, after I submit it, I read it over again.

It's a long, painstaking process. Yet, those of us who write stories are cursed. While the rest of the population is out having fun, we're sitting in front of a computer writing, reading, and editing.

I never stare at a blank screen. I only write when inspired, which is pretty much all the time now. Inspired writing is the best writing.

You were on line yesterday around noontime? How could you have been?
 
Just give it a plot twist right at the end that lends the story more complexity (for a porn video).

"Actually, my name is Gertrude. I'll tell Bunny that you came by."
 
Don't forget the sequel, "The Return of Bunny"

Bunny: "You did what? You bitch!"
Gertrude: "You bitch"
Bunny; "No you bitch"

Girl fight follows, which quickly breaks down into a 69 session in which they lift their heads for the all-important dialog.

Bunny: "You like that girl? You like that?"
Gertrude: "Oh yeah."

pause.

Gertrude "You like that girl? You like that?"
Bunny: "Oh yeah."

The chorus:
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Bunny: "Who needs a man anyway?"
Gertrude: "You do, bitch. I got yours."

repeat.
 
Don't forget the sequel, "The Return of Bunny"

Bunny: "You did what? You bitch!"
Gertrude: "You bitch"
Bunny; "No you bitch"

Girl fight follows, which quickly breaks down into a 69 session in which they lift their heads for the all-important dialog.

Bunny: "You like that girl? You like that?"
Gertrude: "Oh yeah."

pause.

Gertrude "You like that girl? You like that?"
Bunny: "Oh yeah."

The chorus:
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Bunny: "Who needs a man anyway?"
Gertrude: "You do, bitch. I got yours."

repeat.

Damn! You're just a fountain of them, aren't you? Wait, let me write this one down...
 
I am rethinking the issue. My stories are my intellectual sputum. Great expectorations, no more. I am paid only with button-presses. Writing is entertainment: a way to organize and occupy my otherwise worthless time. Maybe I should expend more effort in practicing zither.
 
Not serious, in that I've never made any money from erotica, and don't intend to.

Serious, in that I want to do the best I can, and won't release a story until it does what I think it ought to do.

Does that answer your question?
 
Wait, wait--I think I have it!
*************

Bunny and Gertrude: "You have to choose between us."
Brent: "Well, I have to try you both to see."

Three-way position.
Brent: "Moan"
Bunny: "Moan"
Gertrude: "Moan"

Switch positions.
Brent: "Moan"
Bunny: "Moan"
Gertrude: "Moan"

Switch positions again.
Brent: "Moan"
Bunny: "Moan"
Gertrude: "Moan"

Bunny: "I'm cumming!"
Gertrude: "I'm cumming!
Brent: "I'm cumming!"

repeat
***************

Yeah, I think I have a winner, here...
 
You've even presented Brent with a complex dilemma that's I'm sure could spin of some deep philosophical discourse. The possibilities are boundless!

Normally my writing process and level of effort is about like what SJP described. This is easier.
 
LIT is a good place to test writing ideas. I wanna know if my ideas fly.
 
Or bagpipe.
I have a chanter but I've never liked blowing oboes. I've considered Uilleann pipes but they'e rather costly. I have a concertina to muck around with. That and zither should do for now. And the dual ocarina. And the kalimbas.

Wait, wait--I think I have it!
*************

Bunny and Gertrude: "You have to choose between us."
Brent: "Well, I have to try you both to see."
Well of course. It is only logical.

In A TASTE OF INCEST: CHOCOLATE (currently in development) Brewster must choose between possessive Mom and black girlfriend Glinda -- who find they have more in common than anyone knew. In APPLES & ORANGES (also being written) Brad must choose between his nearly-identical-twin new stepsisters. In MAKE ME SCREAM! Delia must choose between dozens of suitors by auditioning them all at once. Et cetera.

And nobody loses in these contests, of course not. Unless it's a tragedy. One party chooses; their chosen one dies and they're stuck with the backup. Eyes weep. Sympathy votes are cast. Red H's are awarded. Yada yada.
 
Wouldn't that be easy?

"My name is Brent. You must be Bunny. Our names both start with 'B', so we should have sex."

Brief oral sex.
"Oooooh!"

Rough penetration.
"Uh, uh, aahhh."

Repeated humping.
"Do that! Do that again!"

"Fuck me baby!"

A little release.
"Oh yeah..."

(repeat as needed.)

The end

Throw in a bull and some guns and you have Hemingway.

rj
 
I take my writing, here, or elsewhere, way too seriously.

I've never embraced the fact that readers here are not looking for perfect stories. I agonize over every word and it keeps me from getting stories written and finished.

So when something does get finished and posted, it is usually something I'm proud of.

It's dumb, really, but I can't change it.
 
Hobby. Only way to banish these things from my head is to write them out.
 
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