Things from RL in your stories

[Comshaw]

I posted a story at the end of last month, "The Best Job I Ever Had" about sex at work. All of the situations were some what real but not with me as a participant. I gleaned most of the grist for the story from other drivers and people who worked for that company.

A few days later I had an idea for a story about a guy who gets a sliver in his hand and when he goes to get it extracted meets a nurse. Being an erotic story you can guess where it goes from there. Who goes to a medical clinic to get a sliver extracted? I'll get to that in a moment. The thing is it got me to thinking about relatively small events in my life that led to a full-blown story.

Now back to the sliver extraction that led me to the story. I was tying up my boat and had one hand on the dock (which was built in 1985 out of pressure-treated lumber) as I tied it to the cleat. My hand slipped sliding along the dock. I felt a pain in my hand and when I looked I had gotten a sliver in it just below my thumb. All I could see was about a 1/4" of it so I thought I'd just go home and pull it out. When I tried the butt end was buried under the skin and I couldn't get hold of it.

I decided to go to the walk-in clinic to see if they could get hold of it without doing any cutting. When I got in to see the doctor both she and the nurse were young (early 30's) and very attractive. Consequently (call this what you like, machismo, toxic masculinity whatever) I wasn't about to show pain in front of these two women. That didn't work out very well. Yeah, I whined some. The reason? Check the photo below. The Doc had to dig around in the wound to get hold of this thing to pull it out. It was either that or go to the ER and have them cut it open to get to it. the second photo shows where it was buried.

Any who it put me in mind of a story and it took off from there. So how many of your stores started out with a minor event and blossomed into a full blown erotic tale?

 

[Boobytrap73]

This may not be what you're actually asking but if it was a work related injury, your protagonist might have to go to a work-site clinic for worker's comp purposes. Maybe that would justify why he does.

 

[dadadadiox]

Rub some dirt on it and walk it off.

 

[Kumquatqueen]

I fainted at work once, and work protocol was they had to call an ambulance, and then I wasn't allowed to return to work until given the all-clear by a doctor. Insurance reasons.

So the ambulance dropped me at the nearest A&E, where I read most of Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon before I got seen, being clearly low priority.

At some point, if I can anonymise it enough, I need to write How the NHS Gave Me a Medical Fetish. They make bondage gear in NHS blue for physio terrorists, sorry, physiotherapists, to use, among other things.

 

[gunhilltrain]

Do settings count? So what college did I go to? From the stories, it was obviously City College of New York, especially the "South Campus" which was formerly a Catholic Women's school called Manhanville College of the Sacred Heart. The characters are usually aware of the contrast between the previous orderly place run by nuns and the wild goings-on later in the same buildings. Also, there is a contrast between the beautiful interiors maintained by the old school and the municipally-supplied shabbiness that overtook the place after 1952.

Looking north, around the 1940's, with the old Manhattanville college in the foreground and the "original" City College just above it.

https://mrmhadams.typepad.com/.a/6a015434a64eda970c0167688f0697970b-pi

The Nora Meara character, a hooker-student (I made that up) has her first encounter with her new boyfriend in the third floor of Finley Hall, the big building with the white dome. For the second time, they go up to the attic of the same building, directly under the cupola.

 

[ronde]

Almost all of my stories started out as something that happened to me, happened to another I knew, or some other event that lead to me asking, "What if..."

 

[gunhilltrain]

I fainted at work once, and work protocol was they had to call an ambulance, and then I wasn't allowed to return to work until given the all-clear by a doctor. Insurance reasons.

So the ambulance dropped me at the nearest A&E, where I read most of Neal Stephenson's Cryptonomicon before I got seen, being clearly low priority.

At some point, if I can anonymise it enough, I need to write How the NHS Gave Me a Medical Fetish. They make bondage gear in NHS blue for physio terrorists, sorry, physiotherapists, to use, among other things.

I'm impressed, because I can't work up the slightest erotic interest in medical procedures, hospitals, or psych wards. In the latter, they do restrain people occasionally, but that certainly doesn't seem sexy at all.

 

[MrPixel]

IRL? Gosh. Where do I begin? My settings for the Barstow series are meticulously researched to be 95-99% real places. Many are from firsthand experience, the remainder researched (or updated) from things like hotel websites and Google satellite images and Street View. Most current, some historic. The "cover" for the series is the actual Interstate on-ramp depicted where the MMC and FMC picked-up the MMC2 and FMC2, who were forced into hitchhiking after their car broke down.

 

[mrs_mackenzie]

I do sometimes use real-life erotic situations (usually other people's) as inspiration, but nearly everything I write is completely fictional, from setting to characters to plot to sex. I don't use real places I know well due to fear of being identified, mainly.

 

[gunhilltrain]

IRL? Gosh. Where do I begin? My settings for the Barstow series are meticulously researched to be 95-99% real places. Many are from firsthand experience, the remainder researched (or updated) from things like hotel websites and Google satellite images and Street View. Most current, some historic. The "cover" for the series is the actual Interstate on-ramp depicted where the MMC and FMC picked-up the MMC2 and FMC2, who were forced into hitchhiking after their car broke down.

Yes, sometimes I'm at some location, and I briefly think, "This where such and such happened." And then it's, "Wait a minute, it never happened; you just made it up and then wrote about it."

 

[Kelliezgirl]

Several of my stories, or at least events in my stories are "Law and Order" style "inspired by actual events" either my own experiences, or more often very loosely based on a friend's. Generally very heavily fictionalized.

 

[EmilyMiller]

Things from RL in your stories​

These are scattered randomly through my stories, most obviously my quasi-autobiographical ones, but also elsewhere.

The only autobiographical element of At Whorey’s Piers is that I once had a summer job at a water park. But every single place in the story is a malapropism of an actual South Jersey Shore location, down to the titular piers, a restaurant, and even specific rides and features at the water park itself. The descriptions of these locations are all true to life. Even the wildlife is accurate.

None of the events happened, however, and none of the characters are based on real people, even the FMC is not me in disguise for once.

Emily

 

[orangecurious]

who has time for real life?

 

[intim8]

None of the stories I've posted here or anywhere are based off real events in my life, or even directly inspired by them. I don't even set my stories in real places I've spent real time in or lived in. Though my settings sometimes have some features of those.

But I have written one story that is not just based on, it is the story of me and my first serious girlfiend. It explores that one decision I regret and how it could have gone differently. I don't know where she is, or even if she is still alive, but if she ever read it, she would probably recognize us - even though I changed the names and left the locale unnamed - even if she read it under the pen name I use here.

Nobody will ever see that, unless I'm dead and someone bothers to decrypt my hard drive. Or if I get too senile to remember not to post it. Maybe some day if I can find a way to abstract it away from real life enough, I could see doing something with it, because it hits some interesting psychological/emotional points. Though the whole never seeing her again, never talking to her, never even hearing anything about her, that did make it's way into one of my stories, but overall, that story is not our story, not even close.

Of course, little details of RL show up. Not whole events or people, but small things, personality quirks of people I've known, things I've seen that stuck in my mind, the gereral feel of places I've spent time in and things I've done, my own feelings about circumantances in the past, stuff like that. Mostly very mundane stuff, but they add detail to the scenes I write.

 

[MrPixel]

who has time for real life?

Again, I have to yank myself away from the computer to mow a lawn. At least this morning I wrote mowing the lawn into a story.

 

[StillStunned]

Many of my demon orgies are inspired by events from my real life.

 

[Kumquatqueen]

I'm impressed, because I can't work up the slightest erotic interest in medical procedures, hospitals, or psych wards. In the latter, they do restrain people occasionally, but that certainly doesn't seem sexy at all.

I have seen way more than the average number of medics (maybe not for here, given the number of people at the older end of the age range), and this has included a fair few very hot ones, and rather a lot of attention to my pelvis.

So imagine:
You're in a A&E, gorgeous female doctor says she can relieve your pain, you just have to drop the clothes on your bottom half and she's going to feel you up, essentially. She makes you feel better in a way that would be indecent assault from a non-professional. There's only a curtain separating you and your bare arse from the gaze of several strangers...

The beautiful identical twin gynaecologists really shouldn't have been allowed to work the same shifts in the same ward, because every patient thought they were hallucinating!

I've had physio sessions that were only distinguished from kink scenes by the colour of the gear, and the curtains separating me from little old ladies. And the guy who I suspected I'd seen in a fetish club just giggling when I mentioned a safe word.

I could go on...

 

[Paul_Chance]

I'd say every story I wrote on Lit has, as the seeds of it's inspiration, some small event or person in my real life that my imagination took and ran with. Often there are multiple of these seeds scattered throughout the body of the story.

Your injury reminds me of a bit of wisdom my father passed down to all his children whenever we were injured.

"Hmmm. That looks like it hurts. Bet you won't do that again."

 

[RetroFan]

I often have people driving really badly in my stories, mostly played for laughs, such as one where a senile old man from Chicago drives past an Australian themed wildlife park and decides that he had better change to the other side of the road, something that doesn't really impress the 'Australians'.

Many of these bad driving stories come from my experiences and observations out on the road. If you've ever read my stories set in the Australian state of Queensland, you would feel a sense of foreboding in driving there, or think I am exaggerating. For example in my story 'Body Swap With Sister's Boyfriend' the brother only has a learner's permit while his twin sister's boyfriend has his licence, which means the brother in the boyfriend's guise has to navigate some pretty scary roads in Brisbane and on the Gold Coast, with other drivers offering the terrified young man criticism that is far from constructive. In 'Exploring With My Big Brother', 18-year-old university student Matilda is the narrator, and although she has a driver's license she fears driving in Brisbane city or on the Gold Coast, leaving this to her 40-year-old half brother Tyler.

Brisbane and the Gold Coast are both beautiful cities, but it takes nerves of steel to drive there, and the driving scenes in both of these stories definitely realistic. The Brisbane CBD and inner suburbs in particular are filled with narrow roads, one-way streets, tunnels, bridges, confusing freeway configurations and exits and throw in traffic congestion, seemingly never-ending road-works and construction and angry, impatient drivers who see almost anything as an act of provocation, well you can imagine. Out on the major arterial roads and freeways things aren't much better, with traffic jams at peak hours and people treating these roads like racetracks.

If you are looking for an Australian holiday destination I highly recommend Brisbane and the Gold Coast, but remember that driving wise Brisbane is Australia's answer to Boston, and it is probably best of stick to public transport when you visit there.

 

[Elayne_Hawke]

Everything I write, as far as sex and stuff, hasn't happened but I wish it would, especially some of the sex scenes. To make love in a wooded glade, by a lake with a waterfall cascading nearby, so beautiful, sighs.

If I was to write about my r/l. Yeah that be freaking boring, you can only write so much about how, when and where you masterbate

 

[intim8]

you can only write so much about how, when and where you masterbate

There's a whole category just for that.

 

[Elayne_Hawke]

There's a whole category just for that.

Lol I know that, but it becomes boring after a while. I like to spice things up

 

[gunhilltrain]

I have seen way more than the average number of medics (maybe not for here, given the number of people at the older end of the age range), and this has included a fair few very hot ones, and rather a lot of attention to my pelvis.

So imagine:
You're in a A&E, gorgeous female doctor says she can relieve your pain, you just have to drop the clothes on your bottom half and she's going to feel you up, essentially. She makes you feel better in a way that would be indecent assault from a non-professional. There's only a curtain separating you and your bare arse from the gaze of several strangers...

The beautiful identical twin gynaecologists really shouldn't have been allowed to work the same shifts in the same ward, because every patient thought they were hallucinating!

I've had physio sessions that were only distinguished from kink scenes by the colour of the gear, and the curtains separating me from little old ladies. And the guy who I suspected I'd seen in a fetish club just giggling when I mentioned a safe word.

I could go on...

I can imagine such things, but I've never experienced them although I've had a lot of medical encounters. True, fantasies are usually not about real events, or they are highly exaggerated or stylized versions of those events. So my fantasies just go in other directions.

 

[gunhilltrain]

Lol I know that, but it becomes boring after a while. I like to spice things up

Thus the invention of porn, which goes back hundreds or thousands of years, but only recently became ubiquitous, if that is the right word. But then "porn fatigue" can set in. As one character says, "Watching other people have sex is not endlessly fascinating." True, many viewers imagine themselves in the scene, but then they're done and they are not there any longer.

I might dub that "masturbation letdown," and I have mentioned it in stories about both men and women.

 

[THBGato]

I just wrote a piece about how real life "oh no there's only one bed!" moments inspired my writing.