The basement reeks of sandalwood candles tonight, that cloying sweetness fighting against spilled whiskey and the sharp bite of Della's kimchi fried rice sizzling in the kitchen.
I write stories to entertain myself and fill the emptiness of not having any place in the world but my house. I've thought about including ace characters, but I'm not sure how to write them and don't want to not properly express such a person, even if only to myself. I've read definitions of asexuality, but they seem impersonal and too clinical.
My stories are messy. Convoluted, confusing, full of excessive, trivial details, like life. They would require tons of editing. Some of them are thousands of pages.
"...knowing and feeling are different beasts, aren't they?"
Hugely resonant; my RSD is similar to this, once triggered: however much I know I don't need to be upset, it makes little to nothing difference to how I feel...
Boxes drive me nuts. As soon as I leave one, someone tries to put me in the other. Is there a box for a cuddly farm girl who loves women, but isn’t sure if she loves much else? 😐
So it’s ok now —. To use the word “queer” again? It brings up a funny story. Ya know, 50-60 years ago (ok, 60), I was a kid. My grandmother’s world used the word “Queer” to mean “weird.” Grandmother taught me a little saying, “Everyone’s queer but me and thee, and even THEE’s a little queer!”
Off topic. Does Della have a. cookbook?
I write stories to entertain myself and fill the emptiness of not having any place in the world but my house. I've thought about including ace characters, but I'm not sure how to write them and don't want to not properly express such a person, even if only to myself. I've read definitions of asexuality, but they seem impersonal and too clinical.
Be happy to cross post some of your stories if you post them
My stories are messy. Convoluted, confusing, full of excessive, trivial details, like life. They would require tons of editing. Some of them are thousands of pages.
"...knowing and feeling are different beasts, aren't they?"
Hugely resonant; my RSD is similar to this, once triggered: however much I know I don't need to be upset, it makes little to nothing difference to how I feel...
Boxes drive me nuts. As soon as I leave one, someone tries to put me in the other. Is there a box for a cuddly farm girl who loves women, but isn’t sure if she loves much else? 😐
Displaying my ignorance one more time: What does ace stand for? Strangely enough, I figured out what it meant but not the acronym.
Ace = Asexual.
Aero = Aromantic.
That make sense?
Yes to the first line. Weird but understandable.
No to the second line. Did you use Aero somewhere in the post. Must have figured it out from context since I didn't ask about it.
Thanks. Will update my internal dictionary accordingly.
I have not yet, when I get to the next story were Poly stuff is talked about, Ill get to it, and mention it then.
So it’s ok now —. To use the word “queer” again? It brings up a funny story. Ya know, 50-60 years ago (ok, 60), I was a kid. My grandmother’s world used the word “Queer” to mean “weird.” Grandmother taught me a little saying, “Everyone’s queer but me and thee, and even THEE’s a little queer!”
😮😣🤣. So funny! I miss her!