This week, I'm pleased to have Jenna Howard, the little blue pill as guest.
Jenna was asked to define the only possible word she might have been, Trollop.
TROLLOP, n. a woman perceived as sexually disreputable or promiscuous.
Disreputable? Moi?!? Hm. Perceived which makes me a tease! Gasp! Not me! Never me! I was told to keep this PG-13. I'm struggling. I haven't been PG-13 in a loooong time. I'm more of a Rated R (that's R for raunchy!) kinda girl. Will try.
A young writer (very cute at that) says to her mom: "So, you do know what I write, right?"
Mom to young (and adorable) writer: "Of course. Your mom's been around for awhile."
Young (and sassy) writer shudders at that thought while wonders if Mom understands exactly what "erotic romance" means and what it means that her very precious daughter is writing the stuff. Erotic Romance: hotsa motsa stories with lots and lots of sex and romance…emphasis on romance. A happily ever after is a must (without a happy ending full of love and romance this becomes porn and gasp! I'm way to adorable to write porn) plus the hotsa motsa, wild monkey sex scenes (read: sexually disreputable). Sweet.
Young (and very savagely grr) writer: "Oooh-kay. Don't say I didn't warn ya."
Weeks later. Phone rings. Mom: "Um. Yes. Your story - I started to read it. It's very, um, well…"
Young (and naughty) writer: "Sexy?"
Mom: "Hm. Yes. It's also very um, hm…"
Mom: "Hm. Yes. Is the rest of the story like this?"
Mom: "Hm. Yes. Well…hm. And your other stories? Are they like this?"
Daughter: "Oh absolutely. Without a doubt."
Mom: "Um. Hm. Yes."
Daughter: "Bye, Mom!"
Mother's favorite child is, by all accounts, a trollop. Her writing is sexually disreputable. Waa-hoo!! She can no longer brag about daughter's writing to all her friends and family. Daughter is now…a trollop, so declared by Doug. Hurrah! A trollop! Whooo! Yeah baby! (punches fist in the air) I'm a trollop!! Mamas, lock up your sons.
Also see Rated R; Little Blue Pill; Tease; Hussy; Chief Naughty Sexpot
About Jenna Howard: Jenna is the author of Afterthoughts and a contributor to Indulge. She is the eloquent unveiler of nuanced erotic literature, her signature style being a victorian sensibility and sanitary prose with which she contrasts the profundity of adult relationships built from intellectual, emotional and spiritual engagement with the superficiality of strict social morés. Nah, just messin' with ya. It's sex with werewolves. A brazen hussy, painted harlot and gal-about-town, I hope to never meet a women with laxer morals unless I have change for a five-dollar bill (Canadian.)
Ms. Howard brings flagrant fun with her to all the blogs she visits. Among the many reasons to admire Jenna, her enthusiasm to portray herself in bad light brightens the space. She's funny, flirty and always willing to drop a big hint or lyse a single-celled organism. As the one-and-only Little Blue Pill, Jenna played a big role in challenging this site to take itself less seriously. I pity the Calgary clergy.
Another side of Jenna deserves recognition, as well. A loving daughter, Jenna lost her father earlier this year. Between the adult fictions, she writes with equal eloquence and candor about the enduring pain of a girl losing the biggest man in her life. Those posts and that side of Jenna merit a somberer appreciation and a more faithful affection which those of us who have come to know her online are only too happy to offer. Thanks to Jenna for a great guest post and for being a daily part of the online adventure.
How to be a future guest on this site: Just send an email to dpascover at mac dot com. On a future Wednesday, after posting that week's guest, I'll send you an email with a word to define. You'll be expected to return your definition along with a graphic representing either your definition or yourself by the following Saturday. The only rules are no profanity and no novels, please. And whatever I make up at the last minute.