So. Every time I try to write “P is for Polyamoury” I run into… difficulties. So I’m saying Screw It, and writing “P is for Porn” instead because: I am all excited.
 
Specifically, I’m all excited about going to the 2013 Feminist Porn Awards, and the accompanying conference (Oh, gods, the conference! I think I just came in my dress…) in a couple of weeks. 😀
 
See, as you all know, I was once an anti-porn feminist and have since changed my tune rather significantly. At this point, I think Annie Sprinkle hit the nail on the head when she said that the solution to bad porn isn’t No Porn, it’s making better porn.
 
When I write smut – like, say, the smut that’s forthcoming in the Leather Heights anthology 😀 – I try to write “feminist smut” in the sense that I try to include characters who don’t get a lot of print (or who get a lot of print where they’re smushed into one-dimensional stereotypes, as the case may be), try to write from a woman’s PoV, try to include safer sex practices, try not to objectify anyone and make everything super-obviously consensual, try to – even, maybe especially when writing more traditionally hetero pairings (think Harlequin) – to write the personal-interaction aspects of these stories in ways that don’t play into the emotionally abusive patterns that mainstream romances tend to espouse as “appropriate hero behaviour”… and such-like.
That isn’t necessarily how every pornographer is going to define feminist porn. I know there are people whose feminist porn does play with consensual-non-con, humiliation play, and other stuff that makes me, personally, nervous and squicky. (But isn’t that the beauty of plurality? Your kink can freak me right out, but that doesn’t mean I get to be all prohibitionist about your kink. I’m sure all you folks who like non-con scenes are sighing with relief right about now. ;-))
 
Anyway. I’m ridiculously excited. To the point that I feel a bit silly, particularly since the part I’m SUPER EXTRA EXCITED about is the brainy accademic conference (I suspect I will be coming home with a book in tow) and all that hob-nobbing with delicious babes like Drew Deveau and Courtney Trouble at galas and play-parties is… y’know, a handy bonus. But it’s not what’s making my breath race.
(Hi. I’m sapiosexual[1]. Apparently).
 
In any case, the lovely wife and I will be descending upon TO, business cards (and, in my case for sure, note-taking materials) in hand, for a whirlwind weekend that is not to be missed. 😀 The fact that we’re topping it off with Leather Launch (a kinky edutainment extravaganza benefiting leather women organizers in Toronto and Ottawa – Huzzah! If I had a link, I’d post it. Stay tuned) is just the icing on the hawt, brainy cake. 😀
 
And that’s what’s coming up in my life.. 😀
 
 
TTFN,
Ms Syren.
 
 
[1] Talk Nerdy To Me. 😉