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Flash type excerpt: Queen Kegel and the Dead Galaxy (tentative title)

In A Flash

Emperor Mensch-Xi looked at his son, the comely Crown Prince Con’er, with loathing.

“You are too weak to rule a state,” Mensch-Xi barked. “And you are certainly too weak to rule our great state of Sya Ang Land of the Many and Obedient People Like Schools of Fish Thronging!”

Since Crown Prince Con’er’s return from his first campaign on the Yellow Danube river, he had been saturated in opium and poisoned lotus, living in one drug den after another. The Emperor was disgusted by his son’s reaction to his first battle wound in spite of his otherwise exemplary performance at war.

“I shall therefore make an Imperial decree upon this subject, you nancy!” Mensch-Xi said. “If one wound has made you this desperate for oblivion, you will be tormented and punished until you have the tolerance for pain of a real man! And then some! Guards, take him to the Imperial Torture Dungeons!”

None of their many cruelties and sadisms, their injuries and poisons, their machines and beatings, could make him so much as cry out. His tolerance for pain was off the Celestial freaking charts.

Mensch-Xi visited the Imperial Torture Dungeons after some months and, after witnessing it for himself, was truly confused.

“Crown Prince Con’er,” the Emperor said, “You have quickly learned how to stand amazing amounts of pain. You are no damn little sissy. I was mistaken.” He bowed.

“No, Father,” Crown Prince Con’er replied, still bound to a rack, bloodied and abused. “Regarding my weakness, you were correct. Your error lies elsewhere, though you are blameless.”

“Please Instruct me, Crown Prince,” the Emperor said as he motioned for his son to be loosed from bondage.

Con, the man, stared directly into the Emperor’s eyes, his undulled memories causing more anguish than seeping wounds and ugly bruises ever could. He covered his right hand with his left and bowed as well as his body would allow, then raised his right arm in a weak but reverent sieg heil before allowing both arms to fall to his sides.

After a moment, he spoke.

“Your highness understands weakness, but you do not understand pain.”

(Oops! Close, but wrong universe for this story. Sorry about that. The point stands.)

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What To Write About

I’ll Write What I Want

I go out of my way not to argue on social media. It’s usually a pointless waste of time. But if you try to tell me what I can write about, I’m going to flag you with my freedom card.

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Youtube Video for Erotic Pulp Volume 3

Yep, new release! I’m getting a bit better at making videos. I like this one!

Well, it got yanked because I guess someone didn’t like the bikini girl intermission. Or because I said someone died, or because I said ‘fucking parrot.’ So here’s a ‘safe’ one, and to whomever got their knickers in a knot over it, you must be one sheltered little cunt. I hope you get paralyzed from the neck down.

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A Little-Known Secret

Wherein Callie Tells A Secret

I do have a secret to tell you, though I haven’t intentionally kept it a secret. It’s kind of become one, though, so I thought I should mention it here. This way, I put the information out there just in case anyone wants to know about it sometime.

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What is smutpunk again?

What is smutpunk?

 

Everybody asks, ‘What is smutpunk?’ and even with the info available, people are still asking it. Here are a few more little
soundbyte idea nuggets to help explain.

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Callie’s First Dip Into the Mailbag

Like Santa’s Mailbag, Only Different

In the spirit of the Holidays, I got my mailbag and decided to answer some of my many correspondents! Sadly, they’re all spammers, so it’s more self-indulgent than I’d like. But if I’m having fun, what else matters, right?

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More mini-reviews

Even More Mini-Reviews

Mini reviews are all I really have time for, but I don’t bother posting a review on my site unless I recommend that you read it. I am dreadfully far behind on writing reviews. I read a lot, but not all of what I read is relevant to smutpunk or erotica. My reviews always are, though, so check these out as soon as you can!

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This damn website

This Damn Website

I’m really tired of the look of this website. I think I either missed the boat with my notion of what people think ‘erotica’ is, or what an ‘erotic author platform’ is supposed to be, or perhaps I just outgrew my original vision of what I was going to be doing with all this self-publishing stuff. I haven’t cranked out tons of little wankfests, like I originally planned. I haven’t dumbed down my language much, like I originally planned. I certainly haven’t been formulaic, which has just as certainly hurt the growth of my audience. Smutpunk is erotic, but it’s usually not very close to romance. C’est la guerre.

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