No posts for a couple weeks

I know, I know, darlings, but I'm on my way back to the UK for three weeks, and between jet lag, official graduation, giving several lectures, and general academic things, the rest of November is a blur. I'm writing a lot, though, and have upcoming posts on call out culture, MSO chapters, and possibly even…

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My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Nine, part four

  Mouth dry, heart pounding like some sort of EDM tune, she leads me up another staircase to her bedroom. It’s nothing like the Depravity Sanctuary, nor like the rest of the house, but a muted room in cool blue, spotless and spare. Like her bedroom downtown, where we stayed last night. Where I woke…

My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Nine, part three

Her study, thankfully, has no slings or cages, no whips and paddles. There is still a lot of tasteful expensive leather, grays and taupes with high-tech steel accents. Lark gestures me to a sleek leather couch, and sits beside me, watching me carefully. At last she says, “Would you like anything? Something to eat, perhaps,…

Rethinking Call-Outs, part two

This is the scariest bit. I have to address, in part, those doing the call-outs. I have to in some ways speak directly to black people, to people of color, to already-disenfranchised people. I have to speak even with every terror that what I say will yet again be twisted, taken out of context, or…