So, Here is a New Weird Thing I’m Doing…

Alright, let me start by saying, I’ve always had NSFW content in my books. However, I mean…..Time Storms is a 125k word book with about 5k words of smut. Desire and Destruction is a 123k word novel with about 15k words of smut. There has always been smut, but it’s always been a little here and there, mixed into full-length romance novels.

When I started working on ‘Incel’….wait….no, not when I started working on ‘Incel’, when I made a few youtube videos fucking around so that I could provide more context to my wattpad readers who had no idea what incels were, and I was fucking brigaded by incels.co, yeah that’s when I started being very low-key with the fact that I had smut in my oeuvre. It was when I realized actual incels were paying some degree of attention to me. You guys still here? *waves*, you should probably move along. You don’t have to go to the manosphere, but you can’t stay here. I’m done white-knighting for incels. Not because I don’t still believe incels have legitimate grievances. It’s more to do with the fact that I have many mental health issues and am not the right person to have ever undertaken such a venture.

So, I trashed my book ‘Incel.’ A rewrite is underway, but it is an extensive rewrite and while the main character will remain very much the same, the word ‘incel’ will not appear anywhere in the rewrite.

I urge actual incels to write their own stories. I highly recommend the ‘dark character study’ route, but please don’t make it edgy. The few fictions I have found written by actual incels take a decidedly edgy route. Nobody needs any incel stories that end with chaos or suicide. It’s predictable and pedestrian. Joker was a good movie until that ending. You don’t need a big bang of an ending to show the validity of your lived experience.

All of that out of the way, what am I doing now? I’m writing erotica.

I was invited to be part of an erotica anthology and I wrote my first pure smut and I had a ton of fun doing it. So I’m gonna keep doing it. I’m currently pumping out monster girl femdom stories like nobody’s business and my plan is to build a nice backlist under a new pen name (Sylek Phantasm) and get a passive income going.

It’s actually really stupid that writing yeti smut (I’m not kidding) is what has given me a sense of purpose in my life. I’m feeling far less depressed. I’m actually feeling kind of excited about the future and my writing journey.

I’m going to put this out there once and then I’m not gonna address it again (hopefully). I feel a little weird going from Men’s Issues, particularly the way I spent about two years white-knighting for incels, and changing direction into writing pure smut. I’m a little worried it’s got a little bit of a Roma’s Army sort of energy about it.

Look, I don’t know how to undo every idiotic thing I did over the past two years. I don’t know how to get taken out of the incel wiki (which fuck their great SEO-half the time the incel wiki beats my damn amazon listing). I don’t know how to undo the fact that I made myself somewhat of a known quantity on that side of the internet. Look, I’m a nut. I’m a noisy idiot that people usually don’t pay much attention to. Nobody on that side of the internet should either.

I am somewhat torn on the ethics of transitioning from men’s issues to smut, but I guess, not torn enough to not do it.

I doubt literally anybody gives a fuck what I do or what I write.

If I am wrong and anybody doesn’t like it, *shrugs* I didn’t really like the sock puppet thing. I didn’t really like being brigaded in 2019. I didn’t really like constantly reading how gross and post-wall women over 30 are….yeah. Considering all of that, I’m not as bothered over the ethics as I might have been at one point.

So that’s kind of it. Every so often, I still have gentlemen from that side of the internet pop up and talk to me. I’m not gonna pretend I didn’t want/enjoy that at one point.

But now I’m telling everybody, I’m doing a new thing. A thing that is going to be pretty blatantly sexual. I can’t undo all my nonsense on that side of the internet.

This is my new direction. This is keeping me semi-sane.

I am no longer focusing on Men’s Issues, because I believe doing both at once would be an ethically dubious conflict of interest.

That’s it.

I think (hope) I’m done losing my mind now.