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From: "Gina Marie Wylie" <gmwylie98260@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Introduction {Gina Marie Wylie}
Date: Tue, 14 Oct 2003 20:10:06 -0400
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  It's odd how life works; you do things, other people do things;
above all, things happen.  Once upon a time I was single and
lonely; I found Alt.Sex.Stories and was pleased, a source of
erotica that while it wouldn't solve the single or lonely
problems, provided brain fodder to relieve hormonal pressures.

  In those days the density of spam was much lower (in fact I
remember when it didn't exist at all) so even with a slow modem,
I could download a lot of stories from the group.  I needed to
download a lot, because a lot of it was either badly written or
simply not my cup of tea. Actually, very few pieces were
interesting to me at all.

  It's a terrible disease; one of the worst a human being can
suffer. You read crud, and a little voice whispers in your ear: 
I can write better than this.  The urge grows and grows, becomes
overpowering.  I know, it happened to me.

  So I wrote about Katie and Lyn.

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  That denotes a lot of water under the bridge.  Then of course,
there was:

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  If you guessed that's even more water under the bridge, you're
right.

  Note: every time I look, my bridges fall apart.  You should see
a line of underscores, then a line with two vertical slashes and
some carets between.

  Things happened to me.  A *lot* of things happened to me.  I
will not bore you with details, but suffice to say my life
changed completely.

  One part of those changes was that I had real problems writing
more about Katie/Lyn. A lot of people wanted to know why there
were only seven chapters. The answer to that was the story got
away from me.  I'm better at that now, but at the time it was
pretty hard to take.  In the next chapter I killed Katie.  Didn't
mean to, but there she was, dead. Worse, I hadn't watched a
single episode of Buffy, so I didn't know how to resurrect the
dead.

  Personal problems, story problems;  Katie/Lyn languished for
years. I continued to write, but other things, other genres; not
much of either.  One day I found myself looking at the last
chapter of Katie/Lyn, and I decided to resurrect Katie. (I'd seen
lots of Buffy episodes by then) Piece of cake, no problem, there
was Katie, back with the living.

  A few pages later, I killed her again.  I mean, I sat at the
keyboard and I typed.  Words flowed out; I was (then) an
unstructured writer.  That was 2000; I put the story back on the
shelf, unsure why I kept killing my favorite character.

  I make no bones about it; while I'm not the wreck someone like
Van Gogh became, I do have my quirks.

  I have brought Katie back to life again; I suppose for literary
types who get their rocks off by reading between the lines, will
have a field day.  Be warned:  Katie/Lyn Chapters 8 & 9 have no
sex.

  Katie/Lyn was not autobiographical in any way; not until
chapters 8 and 9.  I understand that now.  I've awakened three
times, to Katie's twice, in a hospital with little or no memory
of how I got there.  There are a lot of words you can use to
describe your feelings when you realize you're subconscious has
been telling you for years that you are trying to kill yourself.
Sobering? That's a good one. Scary? Oh yeah! Motivating?  Double
oh yeah!

  Obviously I've had a lot of things on my plate; while I've
tried to keep my hand in writing, it wasn't my top consideration.

  In the last year I've started writing erotic fiction again. 
One of the things I wanted to do was check my copies of Katie/Lyn
against what's out there.

  I swear, I had no idea.  None.  Google is awesome, simply
awesome. I had no idea that anyone had liked Katie/Lyn; I mean, I
never finished writing it.  See:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/BitBard/www/forray/gina/ and
http://lesbian.sistersinlove.org/katielyn/katielyn.html.  The
first has a very kind review, even if the reviewer didn't catch
the series title. The second has the chapters, and is an
interesting site.  While I didn't see a review, the parameters of
what is considered to be a good story suffices.

  I've never had a problem applying a foot to my fundament to get
into gear.  I am careful now, I've rearranged my personal life so
that the vast majority of incentives to overwork are gone.  I
don't want to be a successful writer; don't need it at all.  I
would be content to remain as I seem to be:  a writer who's work
is enjoyed by many.

  So, old stuff, new stuff.

  Old Stuff:  I will repost Katie/Lyn, Chapters 1 to 7; unless I
get a lot of email asking me not to, I'll post 8 & 9; like I
said, Katie stays alive but there is no sex.  I haven't written
past 9; I think I will, but haven't yet.  I think the copies I
have are pretty much identical to the originals, certainly
nothing significant has changed.

  New Stuff:  Tom's Diary; absolutely not autobiographical, but
heavy into morality and philosophy.  Sorry, I've looked death in
the face, up close and very personal.  It changed me.  One theme
in my fiction these days are choices; you will always have a
choice not to read what I write.

  There are other themes, incest is one.  This story includes sex
between adults and what some consider to be children, some of
them their own.  Sorry, the age of the youngest 'child' in the
story is the same as mine when I first made love to someone.  I
have completed about 90% of Tom's story; outlined the rest.  I
will be posting it in weekly installments.  The story is in the
form of a diary, some days are busier than others, some less so.
The file sizes will vary greatly.

  I have three other stories nearly ready, only one of which I'll
mention.

  Mindy Foraker is in Tom's Diary, her story is a spinoff from
his. It actually starts before Tom's, but I won't begin posting
until the postings don't give away parts of the other story. 
While Mindy and Tom spend a day at the same place and there's a
fair amount of duplication, the stories are from two very
different POVs.  Her story is divided into regular chapters.

  A final note.  Traditionally, stories have a beginning, a
middle and an end.  Screenplays are supposed to follow the 'three
act structure,' another name for the same thing.  My stories
start, they go on, then they stop.  It is my desire as a story
teller to make what comes between start and stop interesting and
entertaining.  That's my desire: I have no desire to fit my work
into some literary goofball's idea of how a story should be
written.  It's my audience I cater to; so long as they like my
writing, I'm satisfied.

  One last thing.  Obviously, this is the internet; no one is who
they seem.  How do you know I'm really Gina Marie Wylie?  *That*
Gina Marie?

  I have no idea of what would convince people.  I would like to
think I write with a particular style, I would like to think that
no matter how much water under the bridge there's been, my style
remains.

  I can't put it better than BitBard wrote in regards to
Katie/Lyn: "This story, about two teenaged girls discovering
their passion for each other and the subsequent sexual emergence,
has been one of the most popular stories I've had on my site. For
good reason -- the odd grammar and punctuation goofs asside[sic],
this is one very hot, VERY satisfying story."  I truly appreciate
your comments, BitBard.

  I dropped out of high school very early, what can I say?  My
high school composition teacher once wrote on one of my essays:
'Your grammar and spelling are an abomination before
Jehovah...but good writing.' I've learned quite a bit since then,
but I still have lapses.

  I was going to include my old anon.penet.fi email address; as
it turns out, I have a lot of them, but not mine.  (If you ever
want a button push, ask me about anon.penet.fi and scientology) 
I'd say trust me, but then again, what else could I say?

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