2008 News & Views: Discussion and Announcements for the Survivorphile

To be honest no, I didn't think it funny especially after seeing what you wrote on scouries thread. What happened Friday Night was that I exploded and went off on a harmless, dottering fool who judges stories he hasn't read. I had avoided doing that before recognizing sour grapes for what it was, but after staying up all night Wednesday night and then nearly losing my daughter during an orthopedic surgery on Thursday and now facing the possibility she may be bedridden for life, all the while sporting a sinus infection I simply had too much.

Later when I answered your question I missed your mention of a poem and given the apparent personal tone of the message I didn't assume I was being tested, otherwise I might have been more on guard and thought "poem" not "story".

Peeking in on Literotica has been about the only "normal" thing in my life recently and as a break from everything I thought it might be cute if Mungo Park III show up on the registration page on October 31st. I guess that was a mistake. I'll stay away.

MPIII

I'm sorry to hear about your daughter. I wish you and her well. May she recover fully. I have children, too. I know what it feels like to helplessly stand by them when they are very ill.

Now, as far as the other issue of me "testing" you...you're nuts. If you don't see what I wrote as anything but funny, if you take what I wrote seriously and personally to heart, then that's your problem and you have some serious mental health issues that go far beyond the physical injury that your daughter is experiencing now.

I shall refrain from joking with you in the future, as I can see that you have no sense of humor. Granted you present circumstances would limit what you see as funny, but then, why are you here? If you think what I wrote on Scouries thread is serious, then you need to have your head examined and I won't even apologize for that.

Yeah, maybe it is better if you stay away from here.

See ya. Bye.
 
Now, as far as the other issue of me "testing" you...you're nuts. If you don't see what I wrote as anything but funny, if you take what I wrote seriously and personally to heart, then that's your problem and you have some serious mental health issues that go far beyond the physical injury that your daughter is experiencing now.

I shall refrain from joking with you in the future, as I can see that you have no sense of humor. Granted you present circumstances would limit what you see as funny, but then, why are you here? If you think what I wrote on Scouries thread is serious, then you need to have your head examined and I won't even apologize for that.

Yeah, maybe it is better if you stay away from here.

See ya. Bye.

Had it remained here in this thread I would have taken it as merely a joke, between you and me. Pulling Scouries into this again went beyond that, because while you know it is a joke and I know it is a joke, I seriously doubt he knows what a joke is. What was said here was funny within the context of the conversation... your report to him on his thread tore it all out of that context.

If you recall, after three months of continuing accusations and otherwise I posted on his thread hoping to settle the issue. His response was to call me a liar and a cheat among other things. I let it drop and the issue went away. You apologized for some of your comments over that time, he never did. Now, your joke perhaps opens this again... I recognize that you are joking, who else does? I have to wonder if Scouries does...

You write some very funny things but you never seem able to recognize when you cross the line. Others do and react and then you plead, "It's only a joke" and then blame them for some slight to you.

And yeah, I have some real mental health issues, who wouldn't after writing as many crappy stories as I did last year. You'd have to be nuts to do that... oh are you in the contest this year?
 
Had it remained here in this thread I would have taken it as merely a joke, between you and me. Pulling Scouries into this again went beyond that, because while you know it is a joke and I know it is a joke, I seriously doubt he knows what a joke is. What was said here was funny within the context of the conversation... your report to him on his thread tore it all out of that context.

If you recall, after three months of continuing accusations and otherwise I posted on his thread hoping to settle the issue. His response was to call me a liar and a cheat among other things. I let it drop and the issue went away. You apologized for some of your comments over that time, he never did. Now, your joke perhaps opens this again... I recognize that you are joking, who else does? I have to wonder if Scouries does...

You write some very funny things but you never seem able to recognize when you cross the line. Others do and react and then you plead, "It's only a joke" and then blame them for some slight to you.

And yeah, I have some real mental health issues, who wouldn't after writing as many crappy stories as I did last year. You'd have to be nuts to do that... oh are you in the contest this year?

Hey, the best people are the crazy people. You should meet my family (lol). You should meet the guys that I grew up with when I was a kid, not a one was sane. Yet, they were some of the best people that I met in my life. Moreover, my best friend is a forensic psychiatrist and he, yeah, you guessed it, is crazy.

Crappy stories? You freely admit that you wrote crappy stories just to steal the Survivor Contest from me, when I was writing the best stories that I knew how? Wow! Finally, you admit it. Don't fret, there's another writer in the contest taking your place and following your lead by writing more crappy stories, while I labor to write my masterpieces (lol).

Now, if all this is about Scouries, then you are nuts. No one takes Scouries seriously, not even himself. Besides, I have it on good information, solid information, and confirmed information that Scouries is a very famous person, a celebrity. Yeah, I know who he/she is. He's here because he doesn't perform any more for reasons that I won't go into, otherwise you could figure out who he or she is and he's bored out of his mind.

I sincerely hope all goes well with your daughter. That is the one thing that I'd have trouble dealing with should anything happen to my kids.

As far as crossing the line, this is cyber space. There is no line. It's tough to cross a line and not cross a line when you don't know the person you are corresponding with. You could be all who you tell me you are, then again, you could be a joke on me. You could be Scouries. I could be Scouries. Moreover much of the stuff that I write is intended to by funny with tongue firmly placed in cheek, even my sex scenes.

Now, as far as blaming others for some "slight" to me. The word "slight" is a gross understatement. You should read my hate mail. My fans have erased all my red H's several times. They 1 bomb each and every story that I write. As soon as a story posts, I don't have one or two 1 bombs, I have a dozen. A dozen 1 bombs is enough to ruin my score, to not make it go beyond the 4.5 and to keep me from winning any contests. Now, I don't deserve that treatment, yet, there are some real emotionally disturbed writers on this board. The readers are not the ones creating all the havoc, it's the fellow writers. This is cyber space and their pettiness is magnified a thousandfold.

I apologize if I offended you. Now, that you've drawn the line, I'll know in the future not to cross it. I just can't wait to post about our exchange on Scouries thread...kidding, just kidding.

I wish you and your daughter well.
 
Crappy stories? You freely admit that you wrote crappy stories just to steal the Survivor Contest from me, when I was writing the best stories that I knew how? Wow!

No, not exactly. It's just that I realized the fine works of short fiction, non-fiction and poetry I wrote had not been read by a certain other "writer" here instantly making them crappy. Sadly, I believe most your stellar, but slightly less well crafted than my works, stories fall into a similar category. Don't you get it, everything written, except for the few select gems in this world, is crap. This reply is crap, unless he read's it and then... then... it's validated, unless of course he calls it crap and then it becomes... well, crap.

MPIII
 
No, not exactly. It's just that I realized the fine works of short fiction, non-fiction and poetry I wrote had not been read by a certain other "writer" here instantly making them crappy. Sadly, I believe most your stellar, but slightly less well crafted than my works, stories fall into a similar category. Don't you get it, everything written, except for the few select gems in this world, is crap. This reply is crap, unless he read's it and then... then... it's validated, unless of course he calls it crap and then it becomes... well, crap.

MPIII

Well, "he" is not my judge of crap. Moreover, if everything that we write is crap, then I am having the time of my life stirring up shit and spewing it out.

I don't understand why you care so much what "he" thinks. I've read a selection of your stories, possibly more than "he" has read and I think you're a good writer. Definitely, you don't write crap. Definitely, I don't write crap.

Still, there's a long, steep road from what you and I write to what say Kurt Vonnegut wrote. That't the fun of writing. It's a life long apprenticeship. By the time you have graduated from writing crap to writing a decent story worth reading...you're dead.

"Damn, if only I had a few years more, I may have grown into a decent writer."

I don't allow people in my head. There's no room in there for them. I already have too many characters screaming at me to write their story next.

I know I'm not a great writer or even a good writer, but I'm a decent writer and a writer who is dedicated to the process. I get better every day. I know that I'm a better writer than I was last year.

Never will I allow anyone to make me feel bad about what I write because another writer would never do that. They know better. We are all traveling the same rocky road trying to get to the same place. If there is a writer who makes you feel as bad and as angry as you obviously do, then take heart because he's not a voice you need to listen to.

I listen to those who read my stories. They are the real judge of what I write. No one who understands what we go through to craft what we post would dare throw eggs at us, as we are all still enduring the life long process of learning how to write.
 
Gees, well this is embarrassing. Am I in the wrong place? Is this the wrong thread? I could have sworn when I walked in here to answer my dear friend, my pal, and my fellow Survivor Champion, that I was in the 2008 News & Views: Discussion and Announcements for the Survivorphile.

Let me step outside and double check the sign over the thread entrance.

Let's see, it reads, "2008 News & Views: Discussion and Announcements for the Survivorphile."

I am in the right place. Perhaps there is some confusion with someone because MungoPark, my dear friend, my pal, and my fellow Survivor Champion and I are not writing about chocolate covered bacon. Surely, writing about chocolate covered bacon would be much more interesting than writing erotica on an erotic story web site.

Only, I'm not here to write about food, unless, that is, of course, if food is an integral part of my story, part of my plot, and the development of my characters. I'm here to discuss writing erotica, namely writing erotica in the Survivor Contest.

I apologize to those who aren't in the spirit of the contest. I apologize to those who dump short snippet stories that lack a beginning, a middle, and an end. I apologize to those who post abbreviated 750-1,000 word boring and pointless stories that have flat characters and that lack character development, just for the sake of earning another point in the Survivor Contest.

Those who write stories, such as that, miss the point of the whole contest. It's not about points. It's about writing the most quality stories. Moreover, they miss the point of this entire Literotica site. I can't imagine someone like that writing a novel. Can you imagine? I can't. Their novel must resemble the novel that Jack Nicholson wrote in the Shinning.

"I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon. I love chocolate covered bacon."

Wow, no wonder they aren't excited by the back and forth posts of my dear friend, my pal, and my fellow Survivor Champion, MungoPark and me. Oh, well, you can't please everyone here. Some people have other issues that only a straightjacket and a rubber room can address.

I hope your daughter is doing better Mungo. My prayers for her recovery are with you. God bless and take care.
 
By the way...yes, I did say the best people are crazy. Only, as we all know, there are exceptions to every rule. Some people are just scary crazy.
 
What the Hell was that? Did anyone hear that? It was an annoying little screech. It was like a shrill wind coming out of Canada. Gees, I hope I'm not hearing voices. Damn, the only ones more nuttier than Canadians are those from Austrailia.

Anyway, I don't bother a certain someone but every time I make a post, there she is up my ass.

"Psst, you have a little brown spot on your nose."

I wouldn't really mind if what she wrote made sense, but you can determine the lunacy for yourself by reading the scatter brain messages she leaves. None of it is logical. It's the writings of a mad, raving woman.

If I was to make a suggestion to her, I would suggestion that she stop embarrassing herself by challenging me. I'm in another league than you. You need to go play nice somewhere else and leave the real writers alone.

"Shouldn't you be writing your pretend novel, Jack?"

I'm not allowed? I beg to differ with you, bacon breath. I'm allowed to write whatever, just as you are. Only, what I write makes sense. What you write is...strange.
 
I don't bother you. I don't read your short stories. I don't post insane comments to your stories, as you do mine. I don't vote on your short stories, as you 1 bomb all my stories. I don't send you e-mails, as you do me. I don't PM you, as you constantly do me. I don't follow you from thread to thread whenever you make a post, as you do me.

Get a life.

Now, I know you still 1 bomb each and every one of my stories that posts? How do I know that? You forget that I have money. I know. I won't tell you how I know, but I know.

I don't understand what your problem is nor do I want to take the time to find out what it is. You need help. You need therapy. I already offered twice to pay for your therapy.

I'm glad for you that you only have 11 more stories. Great. Good for you. I'm glad you're writing a novel. Great. Good for you. Only, I really don't give a shit what you do, so long as you leave me alone.

I don't bother you, Erin, yet, here you are again making a pest of yourself. Your unprofessional behavior seriously makes me question your occupation. No teacher would act the way you do. I know teachers. Several of my friends are teachers. My daughter is a teacher and I have friends who are college professors. What the Hell do you teach? How to act like a lunatic?

Now, when I was corresponding with my dear friend, my pal, my buddy, and my fellow Survivor champion, I wasn't bothing you. Why did you feel the need to embarrass yourself, yet, again, with your insane comments. Why do you do that? Are you lonely? Do you need a friend? Do you require that kind of special attention? Are you really a special need student and not a teacher at all.

Get help, Erin. I was always nice to you before. I always treated you with respect, until you attacked me. Yes, I understand that you couldn't help yourself from acting that way. You're crazy. I understand that. Only, be crazy somewhere else. Go bother someone else. There are thousands of people who you can latch onto and stalk and who won't mind because they are just as crazy as you are.

I hope you recover from the flu. By the way, you have puke on your nightgown...from yesterday. Ewww!
 
Hey Erin, how's Nano going?

Funny how someone who doesn't read certain people's stories still knows how long they are and that they're crap, isn't it?
 
I'm not stalking you. I check this thread regularly and post when I want to. You were the one that started all of this and I'm not backing down.

I like knowing that I anger you so much that you must spew half a page of ranting just to make me feel bad. I enjoy the fact that although you say you don't bother me you must respond to my posts. If you truly wanted to play nice you'd learn to ignore me.

I have not voted on any of your stories in at least a month which means that someone else is voting down your stories. I guess I have readers that see how you treat me like shit and retialiate. Didn't you say the same thing to me? I think you did. You said that because I was attacking you my votes were going down but that you couldn't control your "fans."

I guess my fans are doing the same thing to you. Isn't it funny about karma?

Judging by this post, I don't think you understand the meaning of ranting because you are ranting.

"If you truly wanted to play nice you'd learn to ignore me."

Pardon me? What the Hell does that mean? Reading some of the stuff you write makes my eyes spin. Don't you read this stuff before you post it?

No, Erin, you are mistaken, yet, again, you are the one who started this and you are the one who continues to keep this going. You just have to look back at your post on this thread with you taking pot shots at me constantly and continually. All those times, I've ignored your insults, until you stuck your fat ass into the conversation that I was having with my good friend, my pal, my buddy, and my fellow Survivor champion.

I understand though. Crazy people don't know they are crazy, just as you think you are sane. You have no idea what you are writing, which is why you truly believe that I started all of this.

Maybe you should take some more of your medication and go to bed. By the way, do you ever brush your hair or do you always wearing it sticking out of your head like that. You're scaring my dog.
 
Hi Starrkers,

My novel is going very well. I have finished 2 of my 10 chapters and so far they are both over 7500 words.
Yes it is strange that he knows about my stories but I have a feeling he hasn't read them. I think he read just one story and is making an assumption that ALL my stories are short and crappy.

I will admit that I have a few stories that are short and crappy, some are long and crappy, a few are short and good, and a few are long and good.

Either way it seems very strange, coincidential, and bizarre that after he attacked me on the bulletin board and instead of posting a message I emailed him, that my scores went down. I mean no one but him knew what I said to him. How could it be anyone other then him voting on my stories.

Erin
Glad the novel's going well. I can't see me having the time, let alone the inspiration, to write that much any time soon. Maybe when my house is finished.

That is indeed a strange coincidence about your scores. It looks fishy, for sure.
 
Someone has too much time on their hands. You have a huge chip on your shoulder as well. The only way you feel good about yourself is to insult others. Just to prove that to you I want you to respond without insulting anyone.

I'm sick of your fucking attitude. No wonder there are people that are trying their hardest to work together so once again you don't win the Survivor contest. No one likes arrogant idiots to win.

This is where you miss the entire point of the Survivor Contest. I've already won. My writing has improved immensely from last year, which I attribute to competing in this contest and by writing so many stories.

Attitude? Chip on my shoulder?

I really don't know what you are talking about. Now, just because I'm smarter than you and more educated than you doesn't make me arrogant. It just makes me smarter than you and more educated than you. That's all.

As far as people that are trying their hardest to work together so once again I don't win the Survivor Contest, well, there is nothing that I can do about that. Of course, it's against the rules, but hey, I'll still win second and you will finish third, that is, unless you are one of those people who are working their hardest to conspire against me. Knock yourself out. If it makes you feel better to beat me by cheating, then go for it. If a lousy $500 is that important to you, I feel bad for you.

I have a better idea. I'll give you $500 just to stop bothering me.

Shouldn't you be writing your novel, Jack?

"I love chocolate covered bacon..."
 
This is so amusing. I never said that I was cheating nor did I say the $500 was so important to me. You seem worried though. When you're worried about something you call people names.
Just look at your response you typed. You called me uneducated and stupid.
Yep. I've finally figured it out. I bet I have more points then you now that you've seen my scorecard again. You seem to keep track of all my stories, their word lengths, etc. I bet you're freaking out because I have more points then you.

Wow, gees, I guess you got my number. Hmm, I must have underestimated you. I can't believe you have more points than me. Yep, you're right. I'm freaking out. Oh, well. Congratulations. I'm glad you won the Survivor Contest.

Well, I guess there's nothing left for me to do around here. Take care. I'll see you later. Bye.
 
Should we perhaps PM you with our guesses? Or he'll just stay away long enough so no one wins...

Oooh, ohh! I've got an idea!! We post guesses and each time our guess time passes, we get another guess - then maybe he really will stay away forever.

Damn, if you've put your scorecard back up, that means mine drops out of the pretty Amzon Gift Certificate group again. Not that I had any great hopes of getting one this year. I've been far too lacking in output to qualify.
 
So let's start a betting pool to see how long it takes BFW to post here again. The rules are simple. Just put in your guess and whoever is closest will win. What will you win? Let me think. How about I will personally make sure that your scorecard is accurate before the end of the contest. I'm anal retentive and making sure that my scorecard is correct has been an obsession for me.

(Yes I know I've lost my mind. Please don't take me seriously...)

Okay. It is now 10:15, PST where I am. I guess that BFW will post here before noon, PSY tomorrow.
 
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