I'll have a strong black coffee if BB is up for it.. Its cold out there.. Been snowing on and off today.. Bloody climate change ?
I've started 3 different stories for the competition, but not feeling the love with any of them. Maybe inspiration will strike as I watch the ape and the polar bear discuss Latin.. My only memories of Latin come from the life of Brian, as starbellirdboy portrayed in his cracker story recently.. Some might say I'm more of a veni, veni, veni girl myself ?
Morning everyone.. I've been missing the banter in here lately.. Real life getting in the way. Those posts on word counting and reading the story back are really useful, thanks Rumps, Curvy and Carlton.
It's trying to snow here today. Funnily enough I read that you are more likely to get snow at Easter in Ireland than at Christmas. So with that thought I'm going to take my coffee over to a seat by the fire and try and write something. ☕
Hi Kimmi, that's a really interesting question.
I hadn't really thought about it until I published my cuckold story and some of the responses really made me think.
I'd created a scheming manipulative wife who cheated on a loving husband and father and rubbed his nose in her affair.
I had an element of domestic violence which some people felt condoned her action but it really threw me how it affected people.
So I think we do bear some responsibility..not that we should sanitise our stories or that we should change them.. My story is written and published and shall remain there. I'm not one for sanitising the past. However, I think we have to accept that some people can't tell fact from fiction.
I had several long conversations about that story with a close friend, whose reaction I really hadn't expected. So I think we should be open to dialogue over our stories, above and beyond just responses to comments.
I wouldn't go so far as to say we bear some responsibility if our story incited someone to do something. That way, censorship lies.
I don't know if I answered your question, sorry ?
Lonely Werewolf Girl is the first of a trilogy by Scottish author Martin Miller about Kalix MacRinnalch, a laudanum-addicted, socially-anxious, anorexic, bipolar werewolf
Walks into the bar.. Hey Michelle.. what's new, pussycat?
Me, I'd like a strong cup of coffee... two sugars please while I moan about my boss and her propensity to dump work on me at the last minute. Fuck it, I'll just relax here a little and enjoy the tunes
We had Beatles and Everly Brothers albums on the record player a lot. Cassette tapes in the car for long journeys had a lot of 1960s mix tapes..
"Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel" was a lyric I still remember from those times