I realize my recent foray into heterosexual romance has you all freaked out and worried that I’ve lost my way. I assure you, I have not. I still have my map of Cock Land (which is like Candy Land only better because it’s MANCANDY). Don’t freak out and stop asking me when I’m going to write more slash.
My original OTP in Harry Potter was Harry/Hermione. I’m feeling all nostalgic right now and it’s amusing. I write what interests me or I don’t write at all. I’m not going to force myself to write something that isn’t interesting to me at the moment. That’s the road to burn out. The last time I burned out on writing–I didn’t write for three years. I’m not going there again so, honestly, just be cool. Stop asking about it.
I’m not mad. Really. So don’t think I am. If I was… there would be a lot more curse words in this post. I get the fact that you like some things more than others. I also get the fact that some of you don’t like to read Het sex. I get it. I don’t understand it. I like all the fucking. Well, I like all the healthy, consensual fucking that doesn’t involve farm animals or inappropriate body fluids.
Just chill out.