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Subs Receive As Much As We Give

I’ve been in the scene for years, but I still can’t wield a flogger. Mostly, I just rush at kink with my brain in my vagina. I’m not one of those subs who can handle a bullwhip. I’ve never ...

Memoir Week Day Two: I Don't Want To Read Your Story

The trouble with the memoir genre is that writers frequently tell stories that have already been told. Perhaps you were abused or assaulted. Maybe you spent years recovering from addiction or depre...

Memoir Week Day Two: Things To Think About Before You Write a Memoir

Storytelling requires distance and objectivity. Memoir writing offers neither. When you’re telling your own story, you’re at a disadvantage every time you recall what happened in your brain dur...

Someone Was Stabbed On the Way Back Home

In early 2019, someone was stabbed on my train back home. We were scared of missing the train when it set off again, so we stayed in our carriage while the security team tried to find the muggers. ...

Black Hippy Chick Day: Writing in God-Mode

The average fiction novice knows everything there is to know about their book—what Sara thinks about when she’s not murdering people, what Greg does when he gets home at night, who the victim w...

Shame and Suicide Are Intricately Linked

Every now and then, I receive messages from suicidal readers. When I try to point them to a doctor or friend who’s made out of cells instead of pixels, the person who was desperate for help just ...

Word Choices Week Day Three: The Sounds Matter

The best lecture I ever attended was run by South African writers, Antjie Krog and Ingrid de Kok—both celebrated poets in their own rights. For this lecture, though, they were discussing translat...

Content Creation With Male Dogs

It's Word Choices Week, and I Have an Exercise For You

This is probably the biggest Swiss...

Blowjobs Are Objectively Important

If you’ve known me a while, you might have noticed that I’m slightly enthusiastic about blowjobs (and cupcakes). I know that’s more vanilla than ice cream (and cupcakes). It’s not go...

The Double Standards Booty Call

I once dated one of my country’s shadow ministers. He might have been a touch too boring, but he taught me a lesson I apply to every single relationship: If a dude who’s helping run the fucking...

Editing Week Day Two: You're a Terrible Editor, and This Is Why

Writers and proofreaders are rarely the same people. There’s a reason for that. Just because we can edit other people’s work, doesn’t mean we can edit our own. Ask me. I proofread my own work...

It's Self-Self-Editing Week

I promised we’d talk about worldbuilding this week, but another theme keeps popping up in the workshop: How to self-edit. This week, we’re going to look at how to process your own work, and par...

I'm the Most Unsubmissive Sub You'll Ever Meet

I’m a little shy if I’m tired, and pretty confident when I’m not. I’m submissive with some men, but not all. If you condescend to me, I'll bury you in angry pixels until you use your safe w...

If You Want Respect, Choose the Right Face In the Womb

An internet stranger once told me that I only write because I’m too ugly to earn popularity through my photographs. Four days later, another stranger accused me of being too attractive. Back when...

In the Kink Scene You Can Buy Acceptance For a Few Cents and a Can of Beer

When I created my Fetlife account, my health was in tatters. I’d spent two lonely months figuratively chained to my living room. I was too sick to leave my home and too ashamed of my condition to...

Black Hippy Chick Day: Adverbs

We’ve spoken about adjectivitis in the past, but adjectives have baby brothers that can become equally problematic: Adverbs. They express the “how” in a sentence:

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I Don't Give Mental Health Advice Because You Deserve Better

After my rape, I started a relationship with a psychologist. You’d think I struck it rich: at the darkest time of my life, I stumbled on the most qualified person to support me.

I was so, s...

Woody Week Day One: Imposter Syndrome

It’s Woody Week, and naturally, our first post must be about imposter syndrome. I’ve known and worked with thousands of writers in my lifetime. Very few of them would call themselves writers, e...

Confronting the Challenges of Growth Day Three: Analysis Paralysis

Writing requires us to be two people: The creative and inspired writer, and the perfectionistic editor. You must be Writer A when you set down your first draft, and you must be Writer B when you ed...

Confronting the Challenges of Growth Week Day Two: When You're Getting Worse, Sometimes You're Really Getting Better

University is a terrible thing for a writer. Everyone who graduates has worse writing skills than they did when they signed up—or at least that’s what they think. There comes a time in every le...

Black Hippy Chick Day: Mixed and Extended Metaphors

> All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.

That’s one of the most famous mixed metaphors in history, and you’ve probably never thought about it as such. It qu...

Why Mid-Scene Negotiations Matter

S was the kind of top who felt his way through power exchange one guess at a time. To him, my limits were just a guide. His instincts knew better, and so he crashed through my boundaries mid-scene ...

Men tell you how much they value you. You just need to listen a little closer

I once had a relationship with a man who was so addicted to his technology that I would find myself repeatedly sitting at a figuratively empty table staring at a wall while he texted people who wer...

Why I Prefer Flaws in My Inbox

I receive enough stylish, stylised, polished Fetlife messages to create my own riveting anthology. The problem is they remind me of my college economics papers. My brain might be delighted at your ...

We all love to break something that shatters into a hundred pieces, especially on the internet

Logging into Fetlife is like following the white rabbit down the hole into Wonderland. Not a hell of a lot makes sense there. I’ve seen some absurd scenarios play out here year upon year. Groups ...

Women Are Not Your Window Dressing

A couple of weeks ago, an internet stranger kindly informed me that I should take all the “ugly” stuff out of my album because it detracted from the pictures of my face. I told him I was primar...

Writing Habits Week: Find Your Rituals

Every morning I wake up before the sun. I make coffee. I review the previous day’s work, and then I do some creative writing. My brain is primed for setting words down before anyone else is awake...

I'm Just a Sub With a Sense of Humour

The world of a brat is covered in unicorn colours and bedazzles. On this planet, dildos fly and the rain is made of glitter. We don’t take obedience too seriously ‘round here because we’re ci...

A Man Like That Is Hard To Find

D went with sex the way Mentos go with coke. You could almost see his bliss rising out of his body like foam. A man like that doesn’t even need to touch you. His feelings creep out of his pores a...