Welcome everyone! Now, a bit of comic relief is in order for your hump day. It is brought to you by Roger Armstrong, “code monkey” for Storm Moon Press, and apparently an expert on gay men
. So listen up ladies, because Roger has the answer to a long-debated dispute!
It happens with alarming regularity. Somewhere, for some reason, someone―usually a gay man―makes a big rant about women writing gay male characters and how they just can’t do it right and shouldn’t be getting their peanut butter in his chocolate or whatever. There then follows a week or so of battle lines being drawn and an overabundance of words like ‘privilege’ and ‘misogyny’. And then everything simmers down until the next time.
So, in the hopes of avoiding such hoopla in the future, I decided to take it onto myself to fix the problem and explain to all the sensitive ladybrains out there the intricacies of writing men. Because gay men are still men and must, therefore, act like men. It is my hope that this contribution to the genre will clear up any lingering questions about who is and is not allowed to play in the gay male sandbox.
1. Sex
Men have a lot of it. And they have it like men. None of this foreplay nonsense or seduction or, God forbid, cuddling. When a man gets done fucking something, he takes a shower, gets dressed, and goes back out to find something else to fuck. Only women care about things like fidelity and monogamy, so if there’s no woman in the picture, men will stick it in just about anything that’s the right size, the way nature intended.
2. Emotion
Men have two emotions: horny and angry. That’s it. And usually they’re angry because they’re horny and no one will fuck them or because the person they want to fuck is fucking someone else. Women just complicate things with distractions like ‘happy’ and ‘sad’ and ‘playful’ and ‘coy’. If a man is having a good day, he’s horny. If he’s having a bad day, he’s angry. It’s pretty simple. And the best way to stop a man being angry is to make him horny. Hard to be angry when you’re balls-deep.
3. Tears
Tears are a tool of emotional blackmail used only by women. The male tear duct is a vestigial organ, like the appendix or nipples. The only appropriate use of tears by a man is to cleanse the eye of dust or ash or other particulate matter. And in such instances, it is required that the man announce this fact to any other man present or risk confiscation of his Man Card.
4. Sex
I know I said sex before, but you seriously need to understand the amount of fucking sex that real men have. With no uptight, emotional women acting as gatekeepers, men left to their own devices only stop fucking and go to work because they need beer money. (Hell, I’m even getting a blowjob while I’m writing this up!)
5. Hobbies
Gay men don’t have hobbies, they have sex. Hobbies are for horny straight men who would rather be fucking. All major hobbies that men engage in (with the exceptions of hunting and fishing, which are all about killing things out of anger that they can’t be fucking) are surrogates for fucking. Golf uses a stick to push your ball into a hole even though every possible obstacle has been put in your way. Bowling is about throwing your load past the row of gleaming white “pins” and into the darkness beyond. Car racing is just a recreation of the insemination process that rewards the fastest participant. And so on. (Note that ‘hobby’ is different from ‘sport’―sports are contests of skill designed to increase the desirability of the winner and thereby lead to more fucking.)
6. Job
No, all gay men are not florists or decorators or dancers. Gay men are men, and therefore have manly jobs like construction or firefighting… or… mmm. Sorry, what was I saying? Right. Any gay men who are in such jobs are heteronormitizing themselves and it hurts us all. Only not, because men don’t hurt; we just get angry about it.
7. Sex
I’m not kidding. Gay men have an astounding amount of sex. Kinky sex, too, not just the boring stuff. Leather and bondage and orgies and gloryholes and every position you can think of, plus a couple that require an engineering degree to even attempt. If you think you’re putting too much sex in your story, you’re wrong.
8. Relationships
Women have relationships. Men divide the world into three types of people: People I’ve Fucked, People I Don’t Wanna Fuck, and People I Ain’t Fucked Yet. Any method of “relating” to people is directly and solely influenced by what group they are a member of. In fact, the entire focus of a man’s life is to move everyone from the third category into one of the other two.
9. Sex
Just making sure you’re paying attention.
10. Love
Now, it would be an exaggeration to say that men don’t love. Men love lots of things. Men love sex. Men love beer. Men love their trucks. It’s even conceivable that a man could love another man. But such a thing is impossible to prove outside of laboratory conditions because men are genetically incapable of using the word in the presence of another man. Such a statement would indicate a weakness upon which other men would prey in an instant, and so it has been evolutionarily bred out of the species.
I hope that this clears things up and that the quality of gay fiction will now improve because all the men will now be written as real men and all of the stories will focus only on things that are important to real men. You’re welcome. Accolades, gifts of beer, and offers for sex can be delivered to me via the blog owner.
Roger Armstrong is the resident Code Monkey for Storm Moon Press. He can be found (occasionally) on Twitter @slutbamwalla.
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Mandy
Thanks Roger for clearing that up, I had my suspicions, but I’m glad to have them confirmed!
Roger
Glad I could help.
Marie Wi
Ha that is hilarious but true lol
clarelondon
As a poor woman living in a house full of men… you speak wisely
:) Thanks for the *very* comic relief
Erastes
I have printed this out and it sits above my pc next to the other Rules for Writing. I shall be amending my next Regency therewith. Thanks, roger!
Roger
Excellent. I look forward to reading it. Only not, because who has time for reading with all this sex going on?
madisonparklove
You’re obviously too busy having sex to read this comment, but thanks! I think I understand now!
P.S. Love the Twitter handle
madisonparklove at gmail
Roger
Picked this up while getting some road head on the way from my last sexual partner to my next one. Appreciate the love. Glad it helps.
Anne Tenino
Omigod. Can’t type. Laughing. XD
sarahblack5
Aha! I suspected this all along. This is why the stories we write are labelled “fiction.” This is why we make our personal domestic men go live in the garage. This is why I don’t want to know what the noises coming from my son’s room could possibly mean.
Roger
Perhaps it should be more accurately labeled “speculative fiction”. As in, speculating what it would be like if men were actually civilized creatures.
Caitlin Ricci
Awesome
Angelia Sparrow
You left off one emotion: hungry.
Men are horny, hungry or angry
The rest matches my experience.
And this would be why I have joined a female supremacist cult dedicated to bringing about the Amazonian Lesbian Sisterhood and eradicating men over time (we’ll just quit having male children and lett the ones already here live out their lives).
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Roger
Hungry is more physiological than emotional, I’d say. Because men can be simultaneously hungry and angry or hungry and horny. Nothing better than getting a blowjob while scarfing a bag of Cheetos at the same time, y’know?
Lizzy (@kouger)
So very awesome.
kougerkat at gmail
Urb
Absolutely, heteronormatively, essentializingly hilarious! Shame on you. More, please! 5 stars.
Urb
brendurbanist at gmail dot on
Jbst
I think Angela Sparrow was right about the hungry part, which would probably be in the U.S., lots of pizza, meat and potatoes etc without a green veggie in sight.
strive4bst(At) yahoo(Dot) com
Julie
I knew it! XD
goingtoreadnow (at) gmail (dot) com
Tam
To clarify, more sex, anger and beer. And less tears, cuddling and the dreaded “L” word. Oh and more lumberjacks. *scribbles down notes*
Roger
*thumbs up* Spot on.
Cari Z
I just read a book you would love, Roger. If the main man wasn’t fucking someone, he was on his way to fucking someone else, or killing someone else because he was righteously, manfully angry. I feel much more unuderstanding toward this man now.
Roger
You’ll have to send me a link. I need something to read while my cock is sitting in the gloryhole waiting to get sucked.
Cari Z
Here’s the amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Wild-West-Vampire-Wars-ebook/dp/B009CD4IT0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1359583086&sr=8-1&keywords=wild+west+vampire+wars
Just read the warnings, you’ll see what I mean. I hope that gloryhole action has come through for you.
Finn Marlowe
LOL!!!! Thank you for that enlightening post… And on a side note, all those people who say I put too much sex in my books-ha!-you’re wrong. Roger says so.
batchelorboy55
Did he remember to say sex every nine seconds! Loved the post
Trix
Thanks for the advice! I’ll let you get back to your sex now…
Kimber Vale
I don’t disagree, but when an author writes gay men to your specs, the chicks that read M/M can get bent out of shape about the lack of romance. Either you skate a fine line, or you write for one team or the other. Every guy I’ve ever known wants sex constantly. If they’re straight, they are at the mercy of a woman who may or may not be in the mood. If two gay guys of reasonable attractiveness collide, it stands to reason they won’t be able to put their dicks away until the pizza boy arrives. And if he’s gay too, forget about it.
Roger
Hey, pizza and anal sex beats Cheetos and blowjob any day.
Juliana
Haha! This was wonderful! We love to read about sensitive men (and yes I know some of them) but a majority of the men I know are just like this! Are you planning your own novel?
OceanAkers @ aol.com
Give A Rush
I think I can safely say that Roger does NOT suffer from blue balls… like, ever!! Because they must be like raisins all shriveled up from all the sex he’s having!! UGH! I’m jealous now!
sylvan65
And Roger confirms it. I? Must be a man.
LoL!
*muahs*
Julio Alexi Genao
Not enough sex in this post.
jgenao@gmail.com
Ashley E
Oh. My. Gosh. And to think I never knew….
XD
ashley.vanburen[at]gmail[dot]com
Ebookaficionada
Now you’re just trying to make me hot.
K. Z. Snow
I hate it when a member of an oppressed and marginalized group whose experiences have been co-opted and exploited by persons of privilege (i.e., fascist pigs) doesn’t take seriously the sociopolitical concerns of said marginalized group.
However, I’m inclined to give you a pass, because you threw around the magic word fuck with great authority and panache. (Plus, I like beer.)
K-lee Klein
Does this mean the way to a man’s “non-existent” heart would be angry fucking in a bed of Cheetos? *takes notes*
K-lee
Christine D.
On the contrary, I think humor like this is quite “serious”–depending on what you consider serious. I think this is just as effective, if not more so, than any long-winded philosophical discourse or impassioned rant. By blowing (er, no pun intended) the differences between men and women ridiculously out of proportion, this post underscores the ridiculousness of the can-one-gender-write-another-gender debate…while making me spit tea onto the keyboard. *mops that up*
(Of course, feel free to smack me if you were being tongue-in-cheek, K.Z., and I’m being dense. Big words like “marginalized” make my eyes swirl. @.@ … ^_~)
Well done, Roger!
K. Z. Snow
Yikes, Christine, I hope you didn’t take me seriously!
K. Z. Snow
I should’ve italicized the “me” for emphasis!
Christine D.
Ha! Like I said, smack me if you were being tongue-in-cheek.
*blush* …I’ll blame it on being hella tired today.
Christine D.
Now I am sitting here, shaking my head at the irony and laughing at myself. *facepalm*
Gigi
great post!!!
Karl
Hilarious! I needed a good laugh today, thanks.
chickie434
ROFL!! Loved the post Roger! I think it’s ridiculous when people argue about who can or can’t write. How many military books have been written by people who’ve never served? How many chef characters have been written by authors who couldn’t cook to save their lives? And, if men don’t understand women, then why the heck would they write books with female characters, pretending that they have a clue?
In other words, let people write whatever they want to write and quit whining about it. As my mother would say, suck it up!
Thanks again Roger for such a hilarious post!
tiger-chick-1(at)hotmail(dot)com
K.C. Beaumont
I’m too late for the giveaway, but wanted to toss in a couple pennies anyway.
I’ve heard many a time the old adage, “There’s no such thing as a bad blowjob.” I usually hear this following my declaration of “I’m kinda tired and it wouldn’t be worth it,” and the aforementioned old adage is normally followed by a “Suck it yourself… did you miss the tired part?” and someone occupying the sofa for the night.
And I never occupy the sofa.
That being said, I’d like to offer my sincerest condolences for the fact that you’ve proven that old adage wrong by managing to write such a lovely blog post whilst getting a hummer. Such wisdom is deserving of its possessor being rendered incoherent in the throes of oral passion… aww hell.
I hope your next one is better.
Unless, of course, this blog post has been translated from a rough draft consisting of “Dffdrgkmd… Sex… Digfoosqlsfjhaansmdnnnnnnnn” In which case, highest of fucking fives, sir. Please sign my forehead.
Roger
Merely a matter of properly configuring the voice recognition software. And, of course, lots of practice.
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Sadonna
Oh my god. This is the funniest post I’ve read in some time. Brilliant! I feel so enlightened
Josephine Myles
LOL! Okay, I’ll stop worrying that I’ve put too much sex in my books ;D