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maderrSome part of me almost hates the genre in which I write. I never professed to be grand or glorious. I hope I never do. I know my skill level, and I cannot repeat that often enough.
But I don't write trash, and I'm so fucking sick and tired of being in a genre where smut and trash are the norm, and people bitch about it, but no one changes it due to apathy or a sekkret preference for mindless, pointless, braincell killing stories.
I'm not saying smut is bad. We all have our pwp favorites. But I am sick of that being all anyone sees or knows when they look at this genre. What the fuck am I supposed to think of a genre in which it's perfectly normal to read things like "we prefer lots of graphic sex, but we'll accept plot instead if it's, you know, good enough. but we prefer the smut."
In other news, I have at last established I am not the drama queen I've always feared. I'm prone to histrionics as much as the next person, but drama queen is the sole provence of some of the people with whom I work. I officially hate my job, and wait impatiently for the day I can submit my two weeks.
*throws up hands and goes to be a bitch about something else*
But I don't write trash, and I'm so fucking sick and tired of being in a genre where smut and trash are the norm, and people bitch about it, but no one changes it due to apathy or a sekkret preference for mindless, pointless, braincell killing stories.
I'm not saying smut is bad. We all have our pwp favorites. But I am sick of that being all anyone sees or knows when they look at this genre. What the fuck am I supposed to think of a genre in which it's perfectly normal to read things like "we prefer lots of graphic sex, but we'll accept plot instead if it's, you know, good enough. but we prefer the smut."
In other news, I have at last established I am not the drama queen I've always feared. I'm prone to histrionics as much as the next person, but drama queen is the sole provence of some of the people with whom I work. I officially hate my job, and wait impatiently for the day I can submit my two weeks.
*throws up hands and goes to be a bitch about something else*
