What are we all writing right now?

I had an idea after re-watching Back to the Future the other day. It was a kind of 'what if...' moment, as in, "What if Marty was actually Biff's son?"
The story would basically start at the point where Marty is vanishing onstage, but instead of him instantly recovering when George and Lorraine kiss, he goes *poof* into some quantum unreality or whatever. Doc Brown has the time machine but is terrified of using it, not understanding at that point exactly what went wrong. He spends the next ten or fifteen years getting to know the McFly family, or maybe just surveilling them, and gradually builds the hypothesis that the George McFly of the 'original' timeline got cucked, or else Lorraine got coerced (or worse) by Biff, resulting in a third child. The 'new' Biff knows he can't get away with it against the 'new' George, or else his different career means he doesn't have the same potential leverage for coercion (put out or your husband loses his job, for example). Doc has to face the moral quandary of convincing Lorraine to cheat, or perhaps more likely, conspiring with Biff to drug her or force her, in order to ensure Marty exists.
I don't normally write fan-fic, and since any explicit scenes would likely be fodder for either LW or NC/R, the subject matter might be too heavy (pun intended) for audiences outside those categories. Plus, I don't like the idea of giving Biff a 'win' and would be tempted to make Marty Doc's son instead, which would be kind of a lame twist, although it would at least help explain what seems otherwise like an improbable friendship.
Anyway, just thought I'd share, in case anyone else likes the idea enough to develop it, since I doubt I ever will.
 
I had an idea after re-watching Back to the Future the other day. It was a kind of 'what if...' moment, as in, "What if Marty was actually Biff's son?"
The story would basically start at the point where Marty is vanishing onstage, but instead of him instantly recovering when George and Lorraine kiss, he goes *poof* into some quantum unreality or whatever. Doc Brown has the time machine but is terrified of using it, not understanding at that point exactly what went wrong. He spends the next ten or fifteen years getting to know the McFly family, or maybe just surveilling them, and gradually builds the hypothesis that the George McFly of the 'original' timeline got cucked, or else Lorraine got coerced (or worse) by Biff, resulting in a third child. The 'new' Biff knows he can't get away with it against the 'new' George, or else his different career means he doesn't have the same potential leverage for coercion (put out or your husband loses his job, for example). Doc has to face the moral quandary of convincing Lorraine to cheat, or perhaps more likely, conspiring with Biff to drug her or force her, in order to ensure Marty exists.
I don't normally write fan-fic, and since any explicit scenes would likely be fodder for either LW or NC/R, the subject matter might be too heavy (pun intended) for audiences outside those categories. Plus, I don't like the idea of giving Biff a 'win' and would be tempted to make Marty Doc's son instead, which would be kind of a lame twist, although it would at least help explain what seems otherwise like an improbable friendship.
Anyway, just thought I'd share, in case anyone else likes the idea enough to develop it, since I doubt I ever will.
I like the idea.
 
I’ve decided to put my latest story "Secrets in the Reflection " on hold for now—mostly because I haven’t quite found the voice yet, and, frankly, the characters need some serious charm surgery. If I were on a cruise ship with them and it started sinking, I’m not sure I’d even toss them a life vest. Before I ask readers to invest their time, I want to make sure there’s at least a spark of humanity or humor—something—that makes these fictional folks worth rooting for. So, until I can make them a little less “plot device” and a little more “person you’d actually sit next to at dinner,” I’m shifting gears.

In the meantime, I’m pouring my energy into another story about lost love and second chances. The only problem? I want the main character to end up with both love interests—but that’s not going to happen, so it’s shaping up to be another bittersweet ending where someone walks away heartbroken… most likely me, after typing “The End.” And honestly, the reason I haven’t buckled down to fix that first story is because this one feels like some of the best writing I’ve done. The characters breathe, the emotions hit hard, and it’s tough to step away from something alive just to perform CPR on something still flatlining.
 
Trying to decide if one of my current WIPs is a dark fairytale in a sleeping beauty sort of way, or a horror romance I should save and put up at Halloween.

It opens at a funeral and ends with a HEA.
 
Finished parts two and three, they are published.
I just finished all three parts. Overall, I enjoyed the story itself, especially as it appears to be based on your actual life. A few thoughts (and please consider this constructive criticism):
  • You keep shifting from present tense to past tense, sometimes in the same sentence. It's better to select one tense and stick with it, to avoid confusing the reader. In this case, it took me a couple of reads to catch the flashback sequence. I find writing in the past tense is easier and usually makes the story flow better.
  • The enema/preparation scenes added a touch of realism that I enjoy, but not eating solid foods for a short period prior to anal play is not going to clean out your intestines that quickly. I handled something similar in "Masters' Night In" by setting up preparation over a period of a couple of days, modeling it after colonoscopy prep. That built up the tension and provided an opportunity to show how such prep makes a difference in real life.
  • You did a good job of capturing the man's nervousness and inexperience. As the narrator, you can capture his inner fears and concerns and you did that well. Miss Jana could have used more dialog, as that is the basic way you're able to capture what's going on inside her. For example, "Her eyes trace me up and down. Frowning, she says that I am not to be dressed." Instead of paraphrasing what she said, consider something like, "I would like my eggs served by someone who actually knows how to submit. Did I give you permission to get dressed? I want you naked in front of me. Come back when you've obeyed." It sets up the dynamic and also gives the narrator a chance to reflect on the realities of serving and submitting.
  • I wonder if this would have worked better if you had made it one story, instead of a three parter. That's purely a matter of individual taste, of course, but I think this story would work better as a whole instead of parts.
Keep on writing. I love reading others' experiences and gaining new perspectives. Your ongoing relationship looks very interesting. I would suggest giving your stories a second or third reading before submitting them.
 
Hammersmith and Draft Animal are continuing. I have several chapters for Hammersmith roughed out, including one where Ian's anxiety about his permanent nudity is kicked into high gear when he's asked by the naturist firm he works for to present at a convention in London, and one where he meets his future husband because he's into weird tourist sites. Draft Animal is about to end Phase 1. Phase 2 and Phase 3 are roughed out. I don't want to talk about that one until after it's published.

Beyond that, I've got extensive notes for the saga of Gordie the Gruagach, who goes through a considerable transformation, and ideas for the Dr. Null saga, about a sex researcher who has deliberately neutered themself.

Yeah, I might have a body modification fetish.
 
I just finished all three parts. Overall, I enjoyed the story itself, especially as it appears to be based on your actual life. A few thoughts (and please consider this constructive criticism):
  • You keep shifting from present tense to past tense, sometimes in the same sentence. It's better to select one tense and stick with it, to avoid confusing the reader. In this case, it took me a couple of reads to catch the flashback sequence. I find writing in the past tense is easier and usually makes the story flow better.
  • The enema/preparation scenes added a touch of realism that I enjoy, but not eating solid foods for a short period prior to anal play is not going to clean out your intestines that quickly. I handled something similar in "Masters' Night In" by setting up preparation over a period of a couple of days, modeling it after colonoscopy prep. That built up the tension and provided an opportunity to show how such prep makes a difference in real life.
  • You did a good job of capturing the man's nervousness and inexperience. As the narrator, you can capture his inner fears and concerns and you did that well. Miss Jana could have used more dialog, as that is the basic way you're able to capture what's going on inside her. For example, "Her eyes trace me up and down. Frowning, she says that I am not to be dressed." Instead of paraphrasing what she said, consider something like, "I would like my eggs served by someone who actually knows how to submit. Did I give you permission to get dressed? I want you naked in front of me. Come back when you've obeyed." It sets up the dynamic and also gives the narrator a chance to reflect on the realities of serving and submitting.
  • I wonder if this would have worked better if you had made it one story, instead of a three parter. That's purely a matter of individual taste, of course, but I think this story would work better as a whole instead of parts.
Keep on writing. I love reading others' experiences and gaining new perspectives. Your ongoing relationship looks very interesting. I would suggest giving your stories a second or third reading before submitting them.
Thank you. Appreciate the feedback and will go back through with that lens of insight as I am writing #4.
 
I’ve been slowly spooling up to write a new story called "Once", an action-packed thriller with a romantic core that hits just the right mix of explosions and emotional baggage. I should have the story bible wrapped up in a week or two, and then it’s off to the races with the actual writing. Only hiccup? I’ve now done enough research on the SAS, MI6, CIA, and the Russian SVR to ensure that if my search history ever gets audited, I’m either getting a knock on the door or a very awkward “random” airport screening. Totally worth it, though.
 
Got 12k words into my latest story...

And then haven't touched it in a week.

Which is par for the course, really. I have a great idea for a premise, put a few days into it, and then it dies when that spark of inspiration burns down to nothing.

My google drive is a wasteland of short stories that fizzled out halfway through act 2.
 
My latest is about ready to post, about two women who play around in college and afterwards, and one finds out that her mother cheated on her father. Shortly after that discovery, she decides to settle down with just one guy.

At 5.5k words, it's one of my shorter stories lately.

I could spend two or three more weeks working on it to expand the story with more scenery and emotion. But in Loving Wives, that's probably a waste of time. It will do well (LOL in LW) or not. So, as we used to say in the military; "That's like jumping over mouse turds."
 
My latest is about ready to post, about two women who play around in college and afterwards, and one finds out that her mother cheated on her father. Shortly after that discovery, she decides to settle down with just one guy.

At 5.5k words, it's one of my shorter stories lately.

I could spend two or three more weeks working on it to expand the story with more scenery and emotion. But in Loving Wives, that's probably a waste of time. It will do well (LOL in LW) or not. So, as we used to say in the military; "That's like jumping over mouse turds."
Set yourself some goals. See if you can get a LW comment that celebrates her intention for monogamy while calling for her mother to be burnt at the stake before having a daughter.
 
Story number four on the list of stuff I never thought I'd write, comes, the Futanari Wet Nurse. Inspired by a particularly arousing hentai comic, it's about a young couple with triplets that need a little help.
 
My "Once" story is now picking up steam.

I had an idea last night about how to handle chapter breaks. Instead of sticking with the usual "Chapter 1, Chapter 2" format, I want to give it a more mission file vibe—something like:
FILE 001-A | OPERATION: : [REDACTED] | LOCATION: : [REDACTED] | DATE: : [REDACTED] | TIME: : [REDACTED] | STATUS: MISSION PENDING | OBJECTIVE: [REDACTED]
It feels more immersive, like the reader’s flipping through classified documents instead of just turning pages.
 
I was inspired the hoo-ha surrounding the Netflix series Adolescence, which is apparently pretty big at least in the UK (to the point that it's a subject of parliamentary debates, and their practical joke of a prime minister even called it "documentary" because he apparently cannot distinguish reality from fiction).

If you're not familiar, it's basically a slickly done propaganda piece that "tackles" the widespread problem of knife violence in the country by blaming it upon young boys that fall into the incel subculture. What it does correctly is illustrating how clueless adults are about the phenomenon, which is of course a breeding ground for the kind of moral panic we've seen around many other topics.

The story is about a mom who's very susceptible to such fearmongering. She really, really doesn't want her only son, of eighteen year old, to fall into the online rabbit hole and become an incel. So, she does the simplest and most logical thing: offering to take care of the -cel part.

...Yes, you guessed it -- it's a silly incest story :) And I'm close to the end of it already, at about 8k words in and perhaps 1k remaining. There is mom and son, of course, but unfortunately no backseats.
 
All of the people in my stories "do it" as soon as they feel the need for speed. For my next story I thought about a situation where this is not so easy - over the span of several weeks. So I got this young woman in her early 20s. At the beginning of the story she gets a vertical clitoral hood piercing. And the (female) piercer tells her basically "so pussy related activities whatsoever for four weeks until its healed. Otherwise she might damage the piercing/wound channel".

A week later my protagonist is in a miserably horny state. She wants to masturbate so bad but she can't touch herself or put stuff in her pussy - and absolutely everything makes her even hornier. At first she doesn't wanna try anal things b/c her ex boyfriend tried to ass-fuck her rather brutish. Then, when she's short of going bonkers, she gives up and tries a single finger. Of course since she's such a horny wreck she cums in a heartbeat. Right now she dove into her "armory" and started shoving a mini-vibrator into her rear door.
 
Stranger Hotel Blow Job just published.
I just finished reading your vignette. Here's how I reviewed it:
I've had encounters similar to that. You captured the event well. What I missed was a sense of what you were feeling, especially with the abrupt dismissal. Was that part of the thrill for you, of being treated as a disposable cum dump, or did you expect some sort of appreciation? That's the value add that turns a one shot (pardon the pun) stroke story into something worth returning to.
I enjoyed the story, which in many ways echoes encounters I've enjoyed. What was missing for me was a look inside your head as you were giving head. What was going through your mind while you were going down on him? Where was the pleasure for you? And how did you feel about his attitude toward you? Did his initial reticence make you think he was another pretender who was going to ghost you?

Writing a story in first person present is a challenge and you did a good job with it overall. There were a couple of places where you switched to past tense ("The deadbolt bar was holding the door open a crack."), but that's a minor nit. A bit more proofreading would have helped, but those are relatively small technical issues.

Bottom line: I'm still thinking about the story and I did wind up rereading it. It made me ask questions about the people, and that's a good thing. Please continue to chronicle your adventures for us.
 
I just finished reading your vignette. Here's how I reviewed it:

I enjoyed the story, which in many ways echoes encounters I've enjoyed. What was missing for me was a look inside your head as you were giving head. What was going through your mind while you were going down on him? Where was the pleasure for you? And how did you feel about his attitude toward you? Did his initial reticence make you think he was another pretender who was going to ghost you?

Writing a story in first person present is a challenge and you did a good job with it overall. There were a couple of places where you switched to past tense ("The deadbolt bar was holding the door open a crack."), but that's a minor nit. A bit more proofreading would have helped, but those are relatively small technical issues.

Bottom line: I'm still thinking about the story and I did wind up rereading it. It made me ask questions about the people, and that's a good thing. Please continue to chronicle your adventures for us.
Thank you. Appreciate it. Have another one that was rejected for formatting. Read your comment after the story and what was in my head (besides his cock). Yes the thrill was the complete anonymity, the fear of what was behind the door. Also the smug satisfaction of doing such a brazen act and yes, being a cum dump and loving it. I left the room shaking with a smile on my face.
 
My story "Secrets in the Reflection" is officially DOA. I’ve tried to salvage this mess, but at this point, even duct tape and prayer aren’t enough. I hate it, my wife hates it, and my co-workers — bless their brutal honesty — said even Lifetime would pass on it with a polite “no thanks.” So yeah... it’s rewrite time. Burn it down and start over.

On the other hand, my story "Once" is actually going well, I’ve finally started writing, and for once, the characters aren’t acting like cardboard cutouts. My only concern now is making sure I don’t mess up the main character’s vernacular, because the last thing I need is him sounding like a bad google translate experiment.
 
I'm playing around with an idea for Geek Pride. Aliens arrive in the solar system: they're from a bestselling sci-fi series, and the Empress wants to speak to the author.

There are still loads of details to decide - will it be humorous, dark or erotic? is the narrator who's assigned as a bodyguard to the author male or female? how meta do I want to go? - and I don't know whether it will actually go anywhere. But for now it's fun to muck around with.
 
My story "Secrets in the Reflection" is officially DOA. I’ve tried to salvage this mess, but at this point, even duct tape and prayer aren’t enough. I hate it, my wife hates it, and my co-workers — bless their brutal honesty — said even Lifetime would pass on it with a polite “no thanks.” So yeah... it’s rewrite time. Burn it down and start over.
Wait, wait, wait… I’m all sympathetic for your story, and I hope you get the rewrite going in no time and all that, but I can’t help but wonder…

Where do you work that it’s perfectly okay and normal for you to show your erotic writings to your coworkers?
 
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