Public Blowing of Air Up a Very Deserving Arse.

I want to thank thank THANK Naomi (bellatricks) for helping me with my story The Christmas Party. I swear to God, it would have been really dumb (the bits with McGonagall in it) without her input and brilliant insight into dear Minerva.

Naomi, love, you are the Shit. And don't we all know it. *mwah*

I just wanted the whole world (er - my friendslist!) to know it :)

*laughs with joy and evilness*

Just found a funny rant! (Well, redheadgirl found it...) It is the Fandom Ten Commandments, and it's quite amusing! This, the fifth commandment, is *exactly* why I dislike slash for the most part, and get crackly and angry when people make out like I'm close-minded because of it:

5) Thou shalt recognize that slash is weird psychological/emotional/only very occasionally sexual porn for women, gay men, and our allies (hah hah), that really has nothing to do with real life gay men, women, or chihuahuas, and leave it the fuck at that, on both sides. On one hand, Thou Art Not Writing Queer Lit. On the other hand, Thou Art Not Writing Queer Lit. This is one I wish both camps would just shut the fuck up about and beat into their heads. (And, yeah, I know I should take this attitude about bad "BDSM" fics, and I try to, but then I'll stumble across some story that involves Shit That Could Kill You(tm) and wince; on the third hand, I suppose there's always the real ending of Story of O, or, god forbid, Gor.) On the third hand, if you do want to wwrite queer activist porn that is both emotional and fucking hot and interesting politically (if a bit one-dimensional), thou shalt nab a copy of The Leatherdaddy and the Femme, by Carol Queen.

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