the bludgeonings of chance

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somewhat horny: i have to get Fucked!

I cant go to my local libary anymore because last year when I stopped by a librarian was reading a book I wrote under a pen name years ago. This book sold under 10k copies and I've literally only heard people talk about this book online *if* I went looking for it so I went up to them and tried to start a conversation like "oh hey I've heard of that book is it good?" Like hoping for some real feedback and she goes "yeah I love reading things by queer writers" and in a moment of terror I was like "oh but- hold on, I thought the author was some old hetero white guy?!" A thing I thought because I used my own dead grandpa's picture for the author pic because grandpa never had internet. I fake looked it up and was like "yeah if he was queer its not public?" And without looking up this absolute unit goes "oh the author bio is obviously fake. I'd bet my left leg the author is a west coast millennial non-binary queer who has never lived on the east coast." And then proceeded to rattle off a dozen linguistic flourishes that are specfic to the pacific northwest that are in the book and several that are nearly ubiquitous in the state where I said my pen name lives that are somehow completely absent from the book.

I'm eternally grateful that polyamorists have created or popularized a lot of terms to describe common experiences such as feeling joy at seeing your partner happy in another relationship (compersion), societal pressure to follow a specific progression or series of milestones for a relationship to be considered Serious (the relationship escalator), and a partner of your partner (metamour).

sorry i have to get on my soapbox bc the term fluid bonding is so regressive & conservative i actually hate that it has gotten literally any traction

Diagram adjusted for new data. And (mild amusement): STILL not bigger than Ed.