I had a commentversation with author K Z Snow recently that touched on the topic of m/m/f and a certain epublisher – yanno, the one who thinks man love is a passing fad – and went something (I cut it down slightly) like this:
K Z~ Actually, my m/m/f’s are pretty good, thank you very much. I just started suffering from toxic levels of Throbbing C***s and Glistening Folds.
The asterisks do not stand for o-c-k. I’ve found it’s much more fun when they do…and are doubled. 😉
Me~ Good one. LOL. I wonder how hard (get it) it would be to start an anti-throbbing clits day?
K Z~ “Clits” wasn’t the word either, babycakes. There’s one even lovelier than that.
Me~ Not THAT word. I fucking hate THAT word.
For those innocents out there who are scratching their heads I’m talking about the C-U-N-T word.
Some of you are probably wondering whether it’s possible for the girl who grew up in a country mining town and who swears as much as I do to actually hate a word. Yes, my friends, it’s possible. I have a line and this is it.
I actually agree with feminist arguments which say women should take up this word and reclaim it from it’s negative connotations. I think this could happen in a similar way that other groups, who’ve born the brunt of prejudice, have taken back the words used against them. In my opinion, ‘queer’ is a good example of this.
However, understanding doesn’t stop me from despising the word, and I have MAJOR issues when it is used within the context of m/f romance or erotic fiction.
Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m being a bit of a prude on this particular topic.
Tell me, though, do you honestly find a guy saying ‘I want to fuck your cunt’ sexy?