Stuck as stuck can be!

Okay - back to being STUCK! THEME is the answer.

Dear Cockatoo,

These are your holes?

1) A plotline of any kind
2) Even the vaguest idea of where it's going.

Believe it or not, you are running into a problem that I had:
THEME - or rather, the absence of one.

The basic situation with Erotica, Smut & Porn, is that our choices of Themes are limited.

You have:
A - Sex is Good & makes everyone happy!
B - Sex is Bad & makes everyone miserable.
- and that’s about it.

Once you decide which Theme you’re using, the Plot tends to fall into place as you are using Plot to state your reasons & illustrate WHY Sex is Good or Bad.
 
My Holes

Those holes are in my currently stalled Novel. I don't really seem to have much trouble cranking out story after story. I'm coming to the end of a ghost story for the NonHuman category, and quite frankly, it's starting to scare the piss out of me. I think my next revision should make it less horrifying and more horny.

There's saying loosely based on a passage from somewhere in "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance" by Robert Pirsig (don't ask me where, it's been YEARS), which says "If you can't write about the building, write about the bricks. If you can't write about all the bricks, then pick just one of 'em."

So, I feel like writing stories for Literotica is like writing about one brick at a time, while the whole building I've set out for myself in that novel is just too daunting a task. My goal these days is just to "keep the ink flowing," y'know?
 
What?

Madame Pandora said:
Ulyssa said:
Laurel--No wonder people love you.

That's right...and it has nothing to do with the free booze and no-cover-charge orgies...

MP ;)

Where?, When? Why wasn't I told earlier!
 
!??!?!

I'd love Laurel even if she DIDN'T have free booze and no-cover-charge orgies. That reminds me, I need to start eating oysters, doing my sit-ups, and taking vitamin E. Is it my turn to bring the Merlot or the Guiness this time?
 
Party Libations

Okay somebody once asked me to bring along some odd guests to a party one time (not Laurel) so when I arrived I brought along three monls and a novice and a very locquacious Irishman. (Not one of whom had penis tattoos--I checked.)

When my hosts asked me why I brought these folks to the party, I said: "These are the people you asked me to bring."

I pointed to the Irishman. "Hennesey and the Christian Brothers."
 
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