In other words, another post about the vocabulary-related frustrations of writing erotica that includes the ladies. Haha, hoshizora just friended me and this is the first thing I post.

( The meta. Includes examples! )

I know, the spam, it just doesn't stop.

( Fairly explicit wonderings about positions, though hopefully not that much TMI. )

So all the talk about Anne Rice and those dreadful Sleeping Beauty books got me thinking about a particular trope that I've noticed both in fic and in published erotica that I've been wondering about.

( Cut for, you know, content. Musings about a certain BDSM convention. However, shouldn't be squicky in the least. )

Finishing up leftover margarita and then making even more while laying around watching Sex and the City, Six Feet Under, and Saturday Night Live and also, of course, gossiping and giggling, is a brilliant way to spend a Saturday night with amoeba. (By the way, that rap that Chris Parnell did during Weekend Update was surprisingly good, wasn't it ( Read more... )