Sunday, August 4, 2013

some names are just bridges too far

Ah, erotic writing. Names are always a struggle. You don't want mundanities like Kevin or Paul particularly because that just seems to be letting down the fantasy. Roger? I think not. But then the Cories, Jaydens and Bradens that tend to surface in the search for something windswept and interesting are just too self conscious for me, they drag me out of the story that bit too much. No one's really called, I don't know, Magellan, are they? Julian? Devon? Manley?? Baha. I'm just searching for a fitting moniker for a facefucking flash hero, and I'd love to call him something in particular - a name and according to the dictionary, the hypocorism (always useful, not sure I love a William, but everyone loves a Will) that are just ... excellent.

Sadly, however, they're just too like my father's. I thought I'd give it a go for a second, but soon as I saw it in black and white, I had to shudder and deletedeletedeletedelete. Bleh. Can't go there.

So, back to the drawing board, slightly squicked, I go. 

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