I’ve taken a long break from writing. Not too surprising, as I typically do when a story doesn’t get the reception I had hoped for it.
Quite some time ago, I wrote the story, “My Crocheting Little Sister”. 30K words. A brother-sister that’s different enough I’m not sure how it will be received. However, I wasn’t motivated to edit it and I didn’t do any writing.
I’ve started another story, “The Summer Project”. It’s a cousins story, kind-of sort-of. I’ve got 13k words written for it. Writing it has gotten me back into the mood to write, so I’ve switched to editing “My Crocheting Little Sister”. Hopefully next week, I’ll send it out for beta-reading.
The way threesomes are typically handled is that after the main male character (MMC) fucks woman #1 and woman #2, the two women both suddenly realize that they are bisexual. Even better, they are sexually attracted to each other. Woman #1 has no problems with the MMC fucking woman #2. And woman #3. And woman #4. Etc. Typically, the MMC’s large cock is effectively a mind-control device which turns women into eager sex slaves.
While those type of stories are fun fantasies, they are so unrealistic that I’m not comfortable writing them. But I like the idea of a guy having a threesome with two women! I find that incredibly hot. So I’ve tried different ways of making it work.
Thinking over the stories I’ve written and the stories I’ve plotted out, I’ve always had the woman who the MMC is currently with making the decision to initiate the threesome. To me, a guy telling his girlfriend that he wants a threesome is very damaging to the relationship. So coming up with a threesome story for me means coming up with a reason while someone in a sexual relationship would want to her guy to have sex with another woman.
Thinking meta about this, one of the first decisions is how permanent is the threesome going to be. Is it going to be a one-time thing? Is it going to be an occasional thing that the MMC’s SO controls? Or is going to be a permanent thing? I’ve kind of done all three. In my first story with a threesome, “Cruise Doubledate With My Sister”, the MMC’s girlfriend initiates the threesome with the MMC’s sister with the intention that it is a one-time thing. In my second story with a threesome, “My Day as a Pool Boy”, I viewed it as it to be an occasional thing during a summer relationship, though I didn’t explicitly say that. Then in my third threesome story, “A Week at the Lake with My Sister”, it’s a permanent relationship.
Interesting to me, only one of those threesome stories involve someone who is bisexual. To me, the classic fantasy menage a trois where the women are both bisexual would be the most difficult to make work. That would require three people being relatively equally in love with the other two. One serious fight and the whole thing falls apart. Also, bisexual women aren’t that common, and to find two bisexual women who are both attracted to the other woman and the MMC seems really, really unlikely.
I’m enjoying plotting out a couple of stories that involve MFF threesomes, which is what going me thinking about this post.
Recently, I’ve decided that two brother-sister story ideas that I really liked would be just too hard to write. I consider this a part of my maturation as a writer.
The first story was going to be “The Twelve Days of Christmas” and it was going to be a series of steadily escalating sexual incidents over the twelve days of the story. It was going to start fairly innocent – the brother accidentally catches the sister facing away from him while wearing just panties – and ends with them fucking on day 12. I’ve already written through the first incident. I’ve got lots of interesting scenes in my head for the story. But each incident what have to be set up and that would be a huge amount of work. Eventually, I decided it would be too much work.
The other story was going to be “Flash and Vape”. It was going to be about a minor rock band on their first tour. The band was three eighteen-year-old women and the twenty-year-old brother of the lead singer. The brother ends up fucking regularly all three women. A pretty awesome fantasy. However, I don’t know anything about what it would be like to be a minor rock band on tour. And I would have to cover months and months of story. Eventually, I decided it would be too much of a story for me to ever write.
Lastly, I’ve gotten a comment and a PM recently asking me to continue on “Heather and Michael”. The initial negative comments on Ch 03 killed my enthusiasm for writing any more chapters. I’ve done a re-write of Chapters 1 & 2 with the idea of I’d publish it when I finish writing what was going to be Chapters 3-6. But Ch 4, 5 and 6 are really tough to write. In Ch 4, Maddie seduces Michael. I’ve just not been able to come up with a scene where that happens that I’m comfortable with. I’ll keep that story in the back of my mind, but there’s no point in working on that story until I can resolve that.
I got this comment the other day on my 12/20 writing status post:
I haven’t been making much progress on the “My Crocheting Little Sister” story. But I have written a couple of long outlines …
Everyday, sit down for an hour and write 500 words to your story. Sometimes its easier to write a little than it is to write a lot.
That’s great advice…if I was serious about my writing. My understanding is that if you’re trying to build an audience, you need to constantly provide new content. “My Cookie-Baking Sister” contains my understanding of what it is like to be a writer – the need to constantly write new content and how poorly it pays.
I’m not serious about my writing. It’s a hobby; something I do because I enjoy it. The two things I enjoy the most is thinking up the stories and the comments I receive when I publish them. Some parts of the stories are easy to write; vanilla sex scenes are the hardest for me to write. And that’s where I’m stuck.
As writing is a hobby, it competes with many other things I do with my free time. If some new game captures my interest, I’m going to spend my free time on it and not write. That’s what makes me the happiest with my limited free time.
I haven’t written much about how I feel about the response to “A Week at the Lake with My Sister”. It was an experience that didn’t motivate me to spend a lot of time writing. I don’t think many commenters realize that leaving less-than-positive comments effects the amount of content that gets generated.
I haven’t been making much progress on the “My Crocheting Little Sister” story. But I have written a couple of long outlines for possibly next stories.
I recently got the following comment on “My Cookie-Baking Sister”:
Good lord does this story need editing. Not just for the mistakes(though there were plenty of them, that’s for sure), but for content as well. Half of this could be cut and none of the plot would be lost. I don’t know why we needed page after page covering all the mundane details of his dad’s writing career. Not to mention the entire subplot with his roommate could have been dropped.
I also didn’t get the phone call between Justin and Kate on page four or five. He voices some very legitimate complaints about how he’s being treated by his parents, she completely dismisses them, and suddenly he feels better. Huh? He’s just gets over it because she points out that he can read a map and keep his mouth shut? Wow, okay.
Beyond that, there just wasn’t much to set this story apart from any other brother/sister romance.
“My Cookie-Baking Sister” is doing very well, with a 4.76 rating and 180K views. At the same time, I know that not everyone is going to like it. This commenter didn’t. Oh well.
The thing about this comment is that the certainty with which the commenter describes how the story should have been completely different. Lots and lots of people liked it the way it is. It’s not all about you, my friend.
Perhaps more importantly, this is the story I wanted to tell. I wanted to tell about the mundane details of the dad’s writing career. I wanted to write about the subplot of the roommate. I wanted to write a story where there’s a relationship between the brother and sister before they decide to start fucking. I only wrote the story because of the elements in it I enjoyed describing.
So to this commenter – get over yourself. You didn’t pay me to write that story. You didn’t give me an advance to write a particular type of story and I produced something that didn’t meet that agreement. I wrote something that I enjoyed writing and that I’d hope other people would enjoy reading. If you can’t accept that stories I write for free aren’t going to meet your exacting standards, then don’t read my stories anymore.