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Cassie Jaye, the day before I met her at the _Red Pill_ world premiere

Monday, April 20, 2020

It's Getting Draft-y, and That's Cool


 This evening I completed a first major step in a project I decided on about a year ago.   A little over a year ago I discovered the short discipline story "Poor Beth," written by HBrushed a.k.a. Pam. I was already familiar with this author and knew that I liked her stories a lot. But this one blew me away like no other. Not only is it extremely hot, but it has many striking visual images.   Even though I'm not a very visual person, HBrushed managed to put a number of very vivid pictures into my head with her words, and I became convinced this story deserves to be turned into a film.   When I tried to contact her to praise her work, I found her contact information was out of date, and also noticed that she apparently hadn't written anything since 2012. I became worried that she might no longer be with us.   This made me sad, since she's such a wonderful writer. But it also strengthened my resolve to do my part to help turn it into a film by writing a screenplay based on the story. I felt that feeling I'd heard about writers getting but hadn't experienced myself: the feeling that a work was demanding that I create it; that the Universe required it of me. In part, it was also a feeling that I owed this to her memory, if she was in fact gone.   Not long after, I started participating in a writers' Meetup group, and I also mentioned my project while introducing short poems and songs of my own at the monthly Erotic Literary Salon in downtown Philadelphia (this month's will be online on the 21st). But despite these efforts to spur myself on, I didn't make a lot of progress for close to a year; it was my old problem of feeling intimidated by big projects and procrastinating. At a meeting of the writers' group a couple months ago, I finally felt I had enough to present something, and got a good response to it, helping to dispel my worries that other members would disapprove the subject matter. But it was only about one printed page.   But recently, lemonade came from the lemons of the lockdown compounded by losing my smartphone and having to wait several days for its replacement. I hate feeling unproductive, and now there was nothing productive I could do except work on the screenplay! So I finally started putting at least a couple hours into it every day. And this evening I completed the first draft!   When I submitted a song recording yesterday for Tuesday's virtual salon, I included in my intro an announcement that I was almost finished with this phase of the project; during the event I'll let people know that it's done now and reiterate that I'm looking for collaborators to take it to the next stage.   If you're interested you can read the short story in the Library of Spanking Fiction at https://www.thespankinglibrary.org/. To read the stories you need to sign up and get a virtual "library card," but this is free and easy to do. You can find it other places on the Web as well -- but why not support a site that takes serious measures to protect its authors' copyright, as LSF does? And if you're interested in collaborating on this project, please write me at strippy6@gmail.com.

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