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Just a few reminders of a couple of things I’ve done lately that you can see/hear/read/download:

I was on Kink on Tap this Sunday, along with MayMay, Helio Girl and Molly Ren. It’s available in podcast form for you enjoyment.

A couple of months ago I gave a presentation, that turned into two presentations, at KinkForAll DC. My first presentation was on Why Writing about Sex is Important and the other was entitles Slash: SUBTEXT = BUTT SEX.

I was Fleshbotted for the sixth time!

I was listed on the Manhattan Times Neighborhood Blogwatch! It’s kind of awesome that my vanilla neighborhood newspaper spotlighted kinky old me.

And stories are almost done! Actual real stories, just like the ones I used to post. Amazing.

HNT Courtesy of Molls (via Eat The Cake NYC)

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♦ This Week’s Top Three Posts ♦

Interrogation - I looked up at him, feigning cluelessness. “I know you can understand me. So I ask you again. Where are the lenses?” Another strike. I crumpled into the bench.

Reconciling the Identities of Feminist & Butch Top - There’s something supposedly anti-feminist about wanting to dominate. There’s something in the feminist rhetoric which says we are all equal especially in bed, so that means I-do-you-you-do-me….

Fire and Ice – The rain comes down harder around us, the freez­ing drop pelt­ing what­ever skin lies exposed over the sur­face of the water.

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or Jack and Wendy Will Beat Your Ass You Until You Come

Trilby is a hypno-fetishist. Hypnosis has always been something I have been both interested in and conflicted about. I’m a skeptic. This isn’t just a statement about my not taking capital “T” Truths at face value, it is actually a philosophical and a political stance that greatly effects how I look at the world.

The things I’ve read about hypnosis were often inconclusive, ambivalent or simply too vague to verify.

I met Trilby a while ago and I was fascinated from our first conversation about hypnosis and specifically erotic hypnosis. The idea of controlling someone, specifically their sexual reactions, has always been one of my biggest kinks. Not to mention the fact that Trilby was bright, cute and hysterically funny.
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Boy: Skinny tie, expensive jeans, good hair. Snide confidence all over his boyishly good looking face. Gray hound’s tooth overcoat, which is quite fetching. Metro, but obviously not a native. Standing against the door ogling a girl.

Girl: Hot and bookish. Librarian chic glasses, pencil skirt, black kitten heals. Chocolate brown hair in a neat bob. NYC government issued red pea coat open just enough to show a low cut v-neck sweater and a hint of marvelous cleavage. She is sitting down, deep into a trade paperback.

He is formulating a plan in his head. You can see him working it out and in his mind it is flawless. He makes his way over to her, bumping into a few people as the train starts and stops. He hovers over her, expecting her to look up, but she doesn’t.

He bends down, so this his head is at her head level. She doesn’t notice. He then looked down and tries to see what book she is reading. He can’t see it from his angle so (and kids, this is where the big mistake was made) he pushes the book up a little with his finger.

The girl is started by the popping of her personal space bubble and yells “What the fuck!”

The person next to her is also frightened and spills her coffee the guy next to her, who jumps up and yells “Oh, fucking come on!”

The delicate ecosystem of the subway car is thrown into chaos.

Everyone looks at the guy who caused all the the problem and he stutters “I-um-uh just wanted to-um see what book she was reading. Sorry.”

Just as she is going to reply the train stopped at 42nd and everyone got off, leaving the guy standing confused as new people entered the train and pushed him around.

The book was The Red Tent.

I was listening to the Masocast (which I recommend highly), and Axe was interviewing Troy Orleans. I met Troy once and she beat me viciously in the most painful way possible–at Scrabble.

Troy mentioned something on the podcast called a tag party and it got me thinking. I looked for more information on them online and didn’t find anything. (If anyone knows of resources or writeups about tag parties please comment or email)

The idea of a tag party, as I understand it from Troy Orleans’s description, is a party in which everyone who attends is willing to play. Each partygoer wears a tag in which they write three acts that they are willing to participate in and the role they wish to play in said act. i.e. Spanking/Top, Rope Bondage/Top, Flogging/Bottom.
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Oh and just to destroy all respect anyone had for me, I give you… Harry Potter porn. Keep reading and you will see the slash.

Title: Bad Timing
Summary: Draco finds a diversion during summer vacation, but he is caught in a rather compromising position.
Pairings: Draco/Ginny, Draco/Ginny/Pansy, and Draco/Crabbe/Goyle
Rating: NC17 (Very graphic bits of sex)
Warning: Sex between 5th and 6th years! A not very hard to figure out twist ending!
Words: 1540

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I am writing up the notes from my two presentations at KinkForAll DC and while writing them I was looking around my hard drive and found some old fan fiction I wrote. I haven’t written any in a while and most of the old stuff I wrote was in a live journal that has since been thoroughly deleted.

Still, just to show that I am not talking completely from left field, here is a Buffy The Vampire Slayer story I wrote long long ago. It is Fem Slash, not pure Slash, but I will look around and see if I can find one of those somewhere, just to show that yes, Jack has written about boys fucking.

PS: This is horrible.

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Last night at TES some interesting ideas were brought up. Laine’s talk was really about Service Archetypes in a very structures MS type relationship. That’s not the kind of dynamic I’m into, but one of the archetypes she spoke about was the “steward” or “majordomo” i.e. A servant who rules over the other servants when the master commands and perhaps when the master isn’t there.

This struck a chord with me because although I can’t really see myself in a service role, I often think the ideal for me (at least in a scene with group larger than three) would be sort of an assistant or second in command to a more experienced top.

Also the line between co-topping and actually bottoming to the lead top turns me on for some reason.

I can imagine being the lab assistant to a mad scientist. A person doing unspeakable things and I am unflappably watching and handing them implements (while impeccably dressed.)

Perhaps the snappily dressed valet to devilish rogue. Like Azolan, Valmont’s manservant in Les Liaisons Dangereuses.

I will keep my eyes open for a co-topping class. I heard Lolita and Boymeat gave one and that sounds like it was awesome.

Maybe I will even talk to some people I know about playing this out. We will see.

Hi, I’m Jack and I’m a well dressed butch.

Wait, what?

Hi, I’m Jack and lately I have become significantly more fabulous.

Hi, I’m Jack and I am an aspiring dandy, but I’m still all man.

Hi, I’m Jack and just because I’m relatively straight and cismale doesn’t mean I’m not queer.

Hi, I’m Jack and I have a lot of heroes. Some of my heroes are new people in my life, like Sinclair and Sara Eileen and Lolita Wolf and Viviane and Maymay. Others have always been around, like Anaïs Nin and Oscar Wilde and Henry Miller and AS Byatt and William Gibson and Cory Doctorow and David Foster Wallace and Don DeLillo and Mary Gaitskill and AM Homes.

Hi, I’m Jack and I don’t like one thing best. I have lots of fetishes and lots of kinks and I like girls a whole lot and I love that they come in all kinds of shapes and sizes.

Hi, I’m Jack and I do bottom, but only on very specific ways.

Hi, I’m Jack and I have mastered the French mother sauces and making girls squirt.

Hi, I’m Jack and pretty boys are intriguing and so are butch girls.

Hi, I’m Jack and I know more about slash than you or your girlfriend. I’ve read more erotica than most people have read non-erotica.

Hi, I’m Jack and I am finding my way and I like where I am going and I am meeting people who are awesome and who make me more awesome for knowing them.

Hi, I’m Jack and I know this is getting old.

Hi, I’m Jack and I see all these scales and spectrums of gender and power and sexuality and I see so many people I love living on all parts of these scales and I am enjoying finding interesting spots on the rainbow.

Hi, I’m Jack and just because I’m a boy and a top doesn’t mean I’m not complex. I contain just as many multitudes as you. Probably more because I’m big boned.

Hi, I’m Jack and I am in love and on an adventure. She’s in love and she’s on an adventure, too. It is fun and it is scary and it is easy to get hurt, but we are trying and we are talking and we are having fun.

Hi, I’m Jack and I write dirty.

Well, it’s been a busy couple of months. Work has been crazy. I moved from the Upper Upper East Side to the Upper Upper Upper West Side, which is frankly fodder for a million posts. The cultural differences between the east and west side of Manhattan are staggering. I got sick, like hospital sick, which is a rarity for me since I don’t get sick. I had a couple of life changing things happen. So on and so forth.

So I sit at the computer again, all my lofty goals training off as I realize I don’t have the time of emotional energy to give writing my all right now. I have a job that takes up a lot of time and a lot of creative juices. I have a wonderful sweet girlfriend. I have lots of people I want to hang out with and have amazing conversations with until four in the morning. I have things I want to learn and things I want to teach.

Also I need to become a better writer. I need to be able to accept criticism and editing. I may have to go back to school. I’m not sure.

So these stories collect in my computer. They are separated into the fun stories I enjoy writing about sexy things and dirty things and then there are the stories that are serious and writing them is a chore and it stirs up all kinds of emotions and leaves me drained. So I think I will post some of the fun ones and keep working on the other ones. I’m starting to see the schedule of all this silliness. I’m seeing what I would like to accomplish and what I know I need to work on.

That being said, I like blogging. I should do more of it.

But don’t you hate the “I’m sorry I don’t update this thing!” blog post?

I have a real post in the works. Stay tuned, kids.

Also you will notice that I moved all my blog type posts to this sub domain and I have only fiction on the main page. I am still redesigning and fiddling with things, but the rss feed will contain both writing and blogging.