Michelle and I would like to apologize to our regular (and new) readers. We have a backlog of blog posts waiting to go up but we haven’t been tending to them.
The reason isn’t a lack of passion for the subject matter, as that never dies, but more a matter of limited time and ability.
Truth be told, the little fiasco with my post on an experience in Guild Wars 2 being picked up by so many places and construed so bizarrely was draining. The innumerable hate mail and trolling from people who hadn’t even read the original piece was tedious and came at a time when we were already very over-taxed by real life concerns.
This doesn’t mark the end of the blog as such, as we feel we’ll always need some venue to express our less popular views, but for now we’ll be taking some time to sort out important matters in real life and get back to a semblance of normality before we likely continue blogging.
We’ve an aggressive publishing schedule to keep up with, and have been invited to be the keynote speakers at a local sex expo (which everyone in Newfoundland should show up to and support us) in two months in regards to our writing. We’re very excited for these things, but even that is a bit tense for people like us who enjoy the quiet life.
|Contrary to the Kotaku article, no one was accused of rape in game at any point, and that is not the point of this blog post. Any comment that suggests that someone was accused of rape, or attempted rape, will not be approved.
A curious event happened to me recently while roleplaying, and I’ll use direct quotes whenever appropriate. For those of you not familiar, I’ll explain things. Roleplaying, being the act of taking on the role of a character that’s not yourself, is traditionally done through tabletop games like Dungeons and Dragons. With the rise in popularity of massively multiplayer online roleplaying games (MMORPGs) it’s taken on a different turn in the online space with people playing out scenes as their avatars (their usually three-dimensional computer generated character) in an online world.
These days I play Guild Wars 2 (GW2), a recent and fairly popular MMORPG set in the fantasy world of Tyria. Read more
You know, I almost wanted to give up. To stop blogging, to just focus on my writing. It’s hard to be blogging constantly, even on topics I love and want to talk about. You have to constantly be editing your material to make sure it’s readable, that it’s accurate, that it’s not going to be misconstrued. You want it to be clear and persuasive, and that doesn’t come natural to me.
I read a lot of things about how to make my blog better. To add ‘value’ to people’s lives, to give them something in return. Make sure to blog regularly, to add pictures, to not be too long, to not be too short. I feel like the more I worried about these things, the less interesting of person I became. The less interesting my blog became, and the less interested I was in writing. Read more
A particularly insightful article by a blogger here got me to thinking quite a lot lately. More importantly it got me to writing and the subsequent post has ended up serving as my introduction in returning to blogging with my partner here.
I’ve had the good fortune of being a cis gendered male born into a wealthy western country. Even though I began life in one of the poorest corners of that nation, I count myself fortunate in many ways. Read more
, societal problems
I’m now a blogger over at One Handed Writers, joining the ranks of many other awesome erotica authors. I post every other Sunday, and my first post is now live!
Check it out! Make sure to leave a comment over there!
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It took me a long time to be able to eat in front of others, and I still don’t like to do so in front of people I don’t know.
In 2004-2008 I gained a lot of weight. In 2008-2009 I lost 80lbs. It was a big deal, and I did it by cutting out all junk food for 9 months, and then slowly reintroducing things in smaller portion sizes, so instead of eating 3 donuts, I might have one. This is still pretty much how I eat, and I sometimes splurge, but I don’t do it often.
I left a unionized position for a large, international corporation. I felt pride in my unionized job – I worked for government, they were doing good things, they reflected a lot of my values, I enjoyed the protection of the union. It wasn’t an easy decision for me to make.
I’m now working for a place where I find their morals to conflict with my own. I’ve found myself feeling a little ill looking at some of the mistakes they’ve made over the years, at some of the discrimination they’ve supported, at some questionable decisions in their past.
And it wasn’t an easy decision to do it.
Trigger Warning: Sexual Assault
I left this comment on a local website in response to a sexual assault and the fact that 69% of voters in a poll feel that women aren’t doing enough to protect themselves from date rape drugs.
Trigger warning – sexualized violence (consensual and non)
I’ve been exploring my sexuality since I was a six year old girl, when I first stumbled upon my father’s Playboys. The first thing I did when I got the Internet was start looking up pornography – specifically hentai, since I loved Sailor Moon at the time. I also read a lot – fiction and non-fiction – that focused frequently on taboo topics – V.C. Andrews is filed under 12+ in my local book stores. I was fascinated by the sex trade, sexual slavery, rape, incest, and sexual deviance as a whole.
, Trigger warning
The other night I went over to a friend’s place and was introduced to someone new. It turns out that we had worked for the same company, and he mentioned the owner’s name. I said he was a sweet man, and he asked if I was joking, saying the man had no heart. I said I found him to be excellent and that he spoiled me for Christmas when I worked there.