Front porch

i was reading blogs this morning.. and in the vanilla ones i found this blog entry written by The Michael on neighbours........ and it got me thinking....... about a whole mess of things...

about real life porches and neighbourhoods - where the grownups sit on the front porch or in the front yard and visit with those walking by... the kids play games on the street in the evening till the street lights come on and then they (kids and adults alike) all disappear like little puffs of smoke.......

it got me thinking about the internet neighborhood....... where people drop by (mostly unseen) to sit and read for a bit on my blog's front porch and then disappear again........

and another blog i found spankedhortic talking about meeting folks on line and trying to take it to real life and how it can go dead real fast.......neighbours who don't want to stop and chat on your front porch..... neighbours who really aren't that neighborly..... (ok ok i am taking a very liberal literary license here - forgive me)

And all of this internet neighborly stuff made me realize that communication on line is much more difficult than face to face............. the written word is so easily misconstrued...... like this morning i also read a blog (why i go to this one semi-regularly is a mystery even to me.. being as the writer HATES all things BDSM and he and i have had a go 'round and i should know better and stay away ) but he wrote that blogging takes no talent.. it is so easy that even a Neanderthal could do it.......and went on to elaborate .. and i quote ..... while some some illiterate S&M goat lover....and i got pissed.... and i shouldn't have..... i know his style of writing and i know his stand on alternate lifestyles..... and yet i got pissed......because writing a blog daily or even weekly or monthly is NOT easy... and i dare say there are some Neanderthals out there but for the most part the blogs i read anyway are well written - well thought out pieces.......ok ok there are a few exceptions!

Some of us "internet neighbours" would never be quite as truthful in a face to face discussion as we are on the net........or quite as rude ......or quite as sexist or biased or racist (the net is such a safe place to spew forth dogma)

BUT i digress..

Yesterday i was having an email discussion with someone about sensual writings..... and one thing led to another...... and of course i got cheeky (would i be "me" if i wasn't cheeky??) but maybe i crossed the line......... the answer i got back made me sit up straight in my chair and gasp......... i was warned - even if it was a soft warning - i was being just a tad too cheeky..........

Now face to face i would have judged (hopefully) that i was getting too close to crossing the line........ in email .. on the net.. it isn't always that easy to know when one is getting close to crossing that line.........

So maybe my beginning analogy of the blog world being like my front porch .... where neighbours drop by for a quick visit doesn't hold up........ cause i am hoping my real life neighbours would be polite...... and i would know when to stop being quite so cheeky...... even if i do give a little wiggle wiggle as i disappear into the house as the street lights come on............


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i have posted the final bit to the story The Luncheon - on the Fictional Journey.