Okay, I don’t actually hate change. It’s a necessary component and theme to my stories and without change I’d still be on sexstories.com fighting for the top spot on the ‘last 30 days’ list beside ‘Me, my mom, the Dalmatian and President Nixon Chapter 35’.
There is something to be said about that though. As many of you know, I ultimately left that site due to it updating its age restrictions to be 18 (from 16, and before that it was 14. Technically speaking BMS was illegible from whenever Megan first entered the picture sexually).At the time of my leave, I remembered people saying, “Don’t leave. You could always change the story. Adam could be going to university instead of high school.” I never really explained why I didn’t do that, and since I have nothing cool to report this week, I may as well.
The suggested change, to me, was more than ‘it’s the same story but different age.’ In fact, more to the point, because the age changes is why the story can’t be the same. Being More Social, in itself, is ultimately a coming-of-age story. In a hypersexualized sense I wanted BMS to reflect how I felt growing up in high school, how I looked up to certain people only to adjust to the notion of them being my equals, how when I had a partner I felt like a sex god when I could please them, but felt like trash when I did the slightest thing wrong (because hormones make you feel like chipping a nail in high school is the equivalent of killing your parents).
Adam is naive not necessarily by nature but as a result of his age. Over the course of Being More Social, he slowly grows out of this naivity. This couldn’t be achieved if he were 18, or at least to the same degree. Adam’s parents treat him like he’s 14. His teachers talk to him like he’s 14. Really, some of the decisions Adam makes are that of a 14-year-old. I had no desire to manage to keep Being More Social on that website if it meant Being More Social lost what made it its own story. In a stupid analogy, imagine if Lolita’s publisher asked to make the little girl 18. In the same vein, Being More Social is all about what happens when minors have sex. They make stupid decisions, they’re immature, they’re rash, they’re bad at handling their emotions. The only people I’ve seen in university who are that bad at handling sex and life decisions are drama majors. (Couldn’t resist.)
Speaking of, I’m going stir crazy without having some sort of institution to regulate me. People really don’t teach you in university what to do *after* university. I should probably get back to work. I’ll talk to you again next week. Until then, have a great week.