Aren't You Ashamed of What You Do? Aren't You Afraid of What People Think?

Aren't You Ashamed of What You Do? Aren't You Afraid of What People Think?

Short answer: No.

Long answer: FUCK no.


You like the kind of sex and sex fantasies you like, and I like the kind I like. The difference between what you like and what I like is like the difference between the color red and the color black. Is there a difference between red and black? Technically, yes, in the light waves that are absorbed and reflected back to our retinas. But is black worse than red? Is red better than black?


They get off their way and I'll get off my way and if they think they got something to say about it I can guarantee it won't be anything but opinion. Worse: opinion based on beliefs instead of any real evidence.

And I don't give two shits about your opinion.

I like what I like and I like it a lot. When it came time for me to consider becoming a professional writer, there were two non-exclusive options before me:

  • Write the kind of genre fiction I already enjoy reading
  • Write the kind of smut I would enjoy writing (because I didn't see it on the virtual bookshelf)

The problem with erotica as a genre is the same as the problem of kinky sex: it gets disrespected by self-righteous prudes who don't know how to mind their own fucking business (heh... you see what I did there) and want to interfere in your life.

I am not having any of that.

Maybe I'm spoiled by watching Japanese hentai anime films and looking at amazing hentai manga, dojins, and artwork. The Japanese are gleefully twisted and sick because they understand it's just fiction, it's just an outlet. A much-needed outlet. Their society is one of the most orderly, considerate, and clean in existence from what I've seen (heading off any arguments that nasty porn makes you a nasty person, because I have the entire nation of Japan to point at to negate that notion).

Japanese erotica is more intelligent and emotional than that of the West. The stories are better. The characters are far, far deeper. The shallowest of hentai manga stories sets the bar too high for most Western productions to even hope to meet (there are exceptions, thankfully, like Kay Brandt and the award-winning films/books she makes).

This is my example, my inspiration. If I had to describe what I do, it is that I take Japanese hentai attributes and Westernize them in my own stories. That I've somewhat succeeded in this was brought home by this review of the first erotic novella I published:

Enthralled unfolds like a mid-90s hentai OAV brought to life: a supernatural erotic tale whose extreme kink is matched only by its unapologetic dorkiness. Bryce Calderwood’s bizarre narrative of blood oaths, biotechnology, and futanari vampires often reminded me of my misspent youth hunkered down in my bedroom as I watched secondhand VHS copies of stuff like Nightmare Campus and Bible Black. Back then, I was grateful that my parents never barged in on me… and Calderwood somehow invoked a similar feeling, often making me wary of friends and coworkers with prying eyes. This is extreme in every sense of the world: an over-the-top orgy of blood and c*m, filled with absurd anatomical proportions, impossible feats of sexual gymnastics, and giant lady-d*ngs that would make even the staunchest size queen recoil in terror. I’m sure my jaw dropped three or four times while reading this. I’m not exaggerating.

Not only am I not ashamed of what I do, I'm proud of it. I'm having tons of fun. I'm good at it. I can make my living doing this. Others can talk down about erotica all they want, or act like the sex they like is somehow "better" than what I like (red vs. black). The hypocritical double standard to which erotica is subjected as a genre is a massive girlcock of a subject better saved for another day.

I'm not ashamed of what I do. I don't care what people think. Don't be mad I'm doing it. Ask yourself why you can't mind your own business. Don't act like you're concerned about a better world, because restricting the sexual and creative freedom of others isn't better.