A_Little_Show
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Sep 5, 2013
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It was obvious, and I should have noticed long before now, but I've just had a palm hit forehead realization. I write erotica when I'm sad.
- In the past 72 hours, I have cumulatively written over 50,000 words across 9 submissions. The first one of the batch to show up is currently my highest rated story, and I'm proud of it. I'm proud of them all. Why am I sad right now? There are multiple reasons, but the latest is that my family's beloved Chocolate Lab died suddenly last Saturday after a car ride and short walk. She was "my" dog and the best dog I have ever known. She was 13 and playful from birth to the day she died. I'm grateful she had a nice last day. It goes to show that we never know what a day will bring.
- Back in 2014, I wrote more than 90,000 words over 8 stories. One of my all time favorites and my third highest rated stand-alone story was in that batch. Why was I sad? My mother died.
- Back in 2013, I wrote more than 120,000 words over 20 stories in three weeks. My second highest rated story was written while on family vacation in Gatlinburg TN. Several of that batch were submitted over the following few months. Some of them have already been taken down or resubmitted under a different pseudonym because they were "controversial". Why was I sad then? My chronic illness that was diagnosed in th 90s became less manageable and basically ended most physical aspects of my sex life. I was in the "grief" stage of the famous seven stages.