On January 1, , Tumblr , the most free form and latitudinal Internet platform that I knew of, changed the one thing that made it worth posting on.
This was, frankly, why the platform was worth working on and viewing because the adult material, in context, benefitted immensely by the pages around it. The sense of freedom to explore beyond category or content labels, of limitless possibility of presentation that Tumblr brought to both page making and page browsing was exquisite. And it was brought to an end. On the date above, I deleted all of it that was mine.
At the time of the change, I was beginning to explore the earliest part of this narrative on Tumblr up to the section The Man From Chicago , and though the Tumblr page was also called The Matriarchal Zone , it was largely about my own adult spanking fetish rather than what this novella has ended up being. Nor for having new ones twice sneak in the back door as I was about to end the story, who I just had to get better acquainted with by continuing to write.
All writing comes from other writing since we learn to write after we learn to read, and the line between homage and plagiarism is thin indeed. After all, they read spy stories, too. The notion of his immortalization in the Oxford English Dictionary for these amazing contributions to English vocabulary is amusing, comforting, and reassuring all at once. So I must also acknowledge Eric Ambler, who in wrote one of the most hair raising of thriller narratives, Journey Into Fear , about an ordinary person pursued by faceless professional killers without his knowing why.
It was the first time for nearly twenty-four hours that he had been left alone to think. He took his right hand carefully out of his overcoat pocket, and looked at the bandages swathed round it. It throbbed and ached abominably. If that was what a bullet graze felt like, he thanked his stars that the bullet had not really hit him.
