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The Democracy of Discipline

I don’t know about you all, but I’m really enjoying the current series here on SB. Writing in the second person isn’t exactly common for most kinds of stories, but this is based on the choose your adventure tales I loved reading when I was younger. To make this work and add some choice for the readers, I’ve added regular polls, some of which direct the outcome of a scene, some of which represent a turning point in the story, and others of which are like that extra switch in the spare room that you have no idea what it does.

Watching the voting on the polls is always fun for me, and it’s no surprise that there’s a certain amount of rebellion and bratitude on most of ’em. It’s fun, but I’m starting to feel a little bad for the people who consistently vote for options that won’t lead to stern punishments and never really end up getting to see their options played out. (Except when I write a little clemency in of my own accord.)

So for the next post, following on from PT 62, I’ll be doing two options, one for the marginalized 30% whose desires will forever be unattended to in our current semi-democratic process, and one for the 70% who are in deep, deep trouble now. (Seriously, you lot, so much trouble. Don’t say you weren’t warned.)

Any moment now….

Any moment now, the latest Lesbia book, and the first one in over a year to be published, will be available via Amazon. Titled ‘The Warrior’s Heart’ it contains much of the tale which has been told on the Lesbia site over the past months. I hope you will enjoy it as an ebook, tidied up and with one of those ending thingies I hear people are such fans of.

There will be another book beginning on Lesbia, both following on from The Warrior’s Heart and going back to the very beginning of Ayla’s journey. Fans of the witch will want to stay tuned 🙂

If you can, I hope you’ll pick up a copy of The Warrior’s Heart when it comes out 🙂 Even better is if you leave a review. The Amazonians like their reviews.

Either way, the tales continue in the soonish of time.

Merry Christmas Sapphic Brats :D

Merry Christmas everyone! I would have posted earlier but we are a day ahead here, which means I am two days behind. So, that’s a reason, right 😀

I hope your holiday season is full of joy, or if not quite joy, at least some decent candy and maybe one person who doesn’t make you want to poke them with your fork. Let’s keep our expectations reasonable here. Let’s not go getting all wild with you know, things.

It will be New Years soon, which signals the start of many things, the continuation of others and the ending of some. It’s an aribitrary date, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be happy about it. And, as a wise online philosopher once asked… how are babies always born on their birthdays?

I am writing more things for you to read. I would give a time frame, but we all know it will happen sooner or later and dates are relics of an age where people thought the sun should be in charge of things. We’re more advanced than that.

So yes, happy this day to you, may it be satisfactory and may you think of at least one thing that makes you smile.

Off the rails…

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Pretty sure we didn’t set the train tracks up to veer across the road, across what was sea bed until late last week, and under a massive slip. Perhaps the most unbelievable thing about this picture though, is the fact that you’re looking at the remains of what had been the major national highway in the south island. That was our good road.

Well, fuck.

So there was a large series of severe-ish earthquakes last night which sent us scrambling for higher ground in the wake of vague but ominous tsunami alerts and sirens which were activated about two hours too late, but blared until well past dawn to make up for their tardiness. There’s nothing quite like curling up in bed after a long night of evacuations with the horns of doom sounding in the mid-distance while being gently rocked by multiple aftershocks. Such a cozy feeling.

We’re fine though, so that is good. Lesbia to continue soonish.

Rejected Princesses

I’ve spent the better part of the week cleaning up after the hack, but I found this website I’m pretty sure a lot of you will really enjoy. It’s called Rejected Princesses and it’s an artistic rendering of historical and mythical women who were too awesome or awful to become part of the grand cultural narrative.

The story of Lyudmila Pavlichenko is not a pretty one, but it is a moving one and it’s beautifully told through these images, plus you can read a bunch more interesting tales of badass women on the site. So if you’re looking for something to fill a slow Sunday afternoon, hopefully this will suffice.

Click here to learn the tale of the deadliest female sniper in history…

lyudmilapavlichenko rejected princess

Events!

Hello, Sapphic Spanky readers, how are you? I have not posted much of late, which is due to a preponderance of events. Big events. Little events. Events on trains. Events on planes. Events on boats. Events with moats. I really feel as if my life has not been mine since somewhere around December 2015. But it’s almost February, which has to mean things will calm down, right? Right? Surely. A lot of what I’ve been doing is going hither and thither to sort various things and various people out, but people can’t keep falling apart forever. Or maybe that’s what life is, people falling apart in various interesting ways. Maybe life is like a puzzle which just wants to take itself apart in unique fashion.

But we must rage against entropy, and the dying of the light, and the spilling of the milk. We must keep our duct tape close, and our towels closer. We must learn the language of the heart, and inscribe the sigils of sense wherever we find a bit of clay.

What I have in mind for this year which is still relatively new, is to keep playing with Lesbia. I’m not sure that I’ll be doing the series format quite as I have in the past, but I do find that the characters, Ayla, Kira, even Atrocious still come to mind – which makes me think my work is not done there. Not yet.

I hope you’re all keeping sufficiently well, that your socks are dry, that your dishes are done, and that your cereal has not succumbed to being anything less than entirely crispy. May you fare well in your comings and your goings, and I will post again when I have a thing what I think you might enjoy using your eyes to interpret through a lexicon and internal geography which is entirely your own.

Fleugh!

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Were you wondering about the current political landscape where Loki are? Would you like to know what issue is most hottest on the local agenda?

It’s been a while since I updated the site with local flavor, but that’s all about to change with this hurd hittung ernulursys.

Right now, we’re consiruuring chengeung ur fleug.

Why? I’ll let Prime Minister Juhn Kur explain why.

Thank you, lovely readers!

Thanks to everyone who picked up a copy of Mature Women, you are super awesome! And extra thanks to those who have or intend to leave a nice review on Amazon. I appreciate the time it takes to do that 😀

I’m going to be continuing the adventures of Erin, Monica, Leslie and Jimmy over the coming months, so I guess there won’t be much time for recipes for vegan cupcakes made out of recycled plastic shoes. So that niche is wide open if you want to start a blog on that subject.

Fans of the Lesbia series will also be happy to know that I am inching ever closer to finishing the third book. It’s taking time, but that is what things have a tendency to do, absorb time like fluffy sponges. (Or fluffy rugs, fluffy rugs are all the rage here, and they’re completely impractical. A good tight weave is what you want in your floor coverings, with a top quality underlay for soft underfoot feel.)

The next instalment of Mature Women will effectively spoilerise the end of the book, so I will hold off on that for a little while to enable everyone to get around to getting a copy if they want. If you don’t, that’s okay too, you’ll work everything out using the powers of context and subtle recaps.

F.Y.I *Forthcoming Spanky Material Warning*

I’m going to be wrapping up the Mature Woman Seeks Spanking story very soon. I’ve been working on making an extended, edited version with extra erotic spanking scenes and such and an ending of sorts too. Launching a book involves taking down most of the posts on the site, so if you’re particularly attached to them, feel free to make your own copies for your own personal use. (It occurred to me that it might be nice if I gave people warning this was going to happen.)

I’d appreciate if you’ve got the means, getting a copy of the ebook when it comes out, ’cause that keeps the site going and makes me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. I plan to continue the tale of Erin, Leslie, Monica and Jimmy* after the ebook launches, so there will always be more to read here. It’s not the end. It’s only the end of the beginning.

(*Unless there turns out to be 0 demand for it, in which case this blog will be replaced by a series of recipes for vegan cupcakes made out of recycled plastic shoes.)