yeah i can't write smut on the bus
Apr. 23rd, 2005 08:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7People are forever looking over my shoulder, when I'm in public writing on the Newton. "What's that? Is it a laptop? What are you using it for? Can I see?"
And it's at times like that when I remember that oh, slash is gay porn.
Deep thought, I know. But I don't think I'd care to get into any of my (half-formed, anyway) arguments about the liberating effects of appropriating male sexuality by and for women etc., that get bandied about when slash is discussed, and so I tend to find my slash muses a bit blocked on the bus.
So maybe today I'll write some slash.
Oh, the only dream I can remember from all of last night involved me being at work and being busy and not making any money. How lame is that? Of all the things to dream about... Pff. I was in this weird place, too, like a big cafeteria, and was running around-- lame, lame, lame dream. I should fire my subconscious and get a less lame one.
And it's at times like that when I remember that oh, slash is gay porn.
Deep thought, I know. But I don't think I'd care to get into any of my (half-formed, anyway) arguments about the liberating effects of appropriating male sexuality by and for women etc., that get bandied about when slash is discussed, and so I tend to find my slash muses a bit blocked on the bus.
So maybe today I'll write some slash.
Oh, the only dream I can remember from all of last night involved me being at work and being busy and not making any money. How lame is that? Of all the things to dream about... Pff. I was in this weird place, too, like a big cafeteria, and was running around-- lame, lame, lame dream. I should fire my subconscious and get a less lame one.
