Actually, it’s all his fault.
Monday August 27, 2001
This guy once said something nice about my stories in his, which made some people click through to see what he was talking about, and made me track him down through my referral logs. On his, I found a link to this guy’s, which was an inspiration in its slinky snarkiness. I started stumbling over people like her, and this other guy, and realized this whole damn thing was a vast groundswell, a nascent epiphany, a not-so-silent majority, a bandwagon upon which I could leap.
As you might have gathered, we’re still working out the kinks around here. But I’ll start nattering on about sex soon.
Or at least, nattering about writing about sex.