Is getting naked feminist?

In shades of the Emma Watson controversy from a few months ago, it’s no surprise to hear Game of Thrones star Emilia Clarke talk about the abuse she’s recieved from radical feminists because she happens to do nude scenes. After all, the Dworkinistas argue that women are forced into such, that porn in particular is misogynistic violence.
It’s an attitude I find hypocritical. Feminism used to be synonymous with “women’s liberation”, ie. giving women the same rights and freedoms as men. If a man can choose to go into porn or do a nude scene on a TV show, surely a woman can. Her body, her choice. The fact that proponents of this have to call themselves “sex-positive feminists” is a reflection of the splintering of the feminist movement. Merely calling yourself a “feminist” is no longer good enough. You have to qualify it with whatever special interests you have within the sphere.
So why be against a genre which allows women so much freedom? It’s not like incidences of sexual assault in clothing-optional industries go unpunished, nor are they as frequent as the opponents claim.

And if you don’t like it, why not just live and let live? There are a lot of things I don’t like but I’m not calling for them to stop.

Clip clip snip

Decided to do something with clippings of recent writing. Am starting to look for unpaid proofreaders for this novel extract (to do so while I’m on holiday 5/8 to 19/8), so if you’re interested, drop me a line at arcanine91@icloud.com.

There was no nothing getting through.
Though when the rubble bore down on me I began to have second thoughts
Second thoughts when the rubble bore down
A tsunami of ’em
(Sunlight optional)
In the parking lot of silver surfers
I slide up a staircase’s bottom
Engulfing my bearings

Poim

I think there was too much!

I think there was too much!

You can direct my question, direct my question.

Oh boy.

Detachable manners all know how to play.

The ball still nearly broke hobby and Sindh.

Hobby and Sindh.

Hobby and Sindh.

But I have almost my ticket hobby.

Oh, the lineup was shot!

The lineup was shit!

I think there was too much!

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The right way to play all season.

Praise be to the squirrel god.

An update

I have been very busy as of late.

It’s not too much fun particularly when you have deadlines to meet.

But if I didn’t have deadlines, I wouldn’t be motivated.

I’d say things are about 80% done as of today, April 30th. I need to make punctuation checks and go through again before submission on the 17th.

I’m particularly obsessive when it comes to grammar. Too obsessive actually.

PS: 100 points!

Dammit Donald

The news that Donald Trump has banned April Fools’ Day did not come as a surprise to me.

He hates even the slightest jokey comments made about him. No doubt he’s pushing to make jokes about him illegal 365 days a year, which is a massive blow to free speech and yet more evidence to suggest he is a totalitarian.

Not to mention he’s the biggest fool of them all.

Sin City

So my brother goes to Vegas tomorrow. Setting off to Manchester Airport at 3.

I’m very jealous.

Partially because I’ve never left the UK. I feel so inadequate, being that there are people a decade younger than me and already travelling the world.

That and it’s Sin City. There’s a bit of everything there. From Rome to Egypt. From New York to pirates. It’s more than slots and roulette. One of the few times that going “family-friendly” helped.

I swear once I get the means…

One year here…

Well, my anniversary was yesterday but regardless.

When I founded this blog, I set out to write one post a day, every day, for the first year. And I kept to that, with the exception of two weeks when I was on holiday.

But now the workload’s mounting and blogging everyday is, to be fair, an arduous task. There were many times I just pulled something out of my… ear. Those days are gone. From now on I will only be blogging when something hits me, be it inspiration, a need to rant or a bus. I could blog three days in a row. I could go two weeks without blogging. This will help cultivate my imagination and free myself up for the task of writing, editing and reediting 15,000 words between May and September.

This doesn’t mean goodbye. No it doesn’t. I’m just going to be a bit less active, especially from May through to September.

If you want to keep in touch with me, I’m at Facebook and on Instagram.

Ciao for now…