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Bernie Sanders was the easy choice: I discovered someone is attempting to Crowd Source an action figure. You can see it above. Action figure erotica requires its main characters to have been made into action figures. It felt like happy fate.
Anne Frank? Seriously, Anne Frank?
There are two obvious, immediate problems: taste and lack of sexual interest.
Vision satisfies both problems. My vision for the story.
The story became sensitive to me. Not because of the romantic elements, but because of Anne Frank.
I had to imagine what the aftermath of being in a concentration camp would feel like. I imagined what could happen to Anne in the camp which would make her distrust and dislike intimacy with men.
From what I've seen of Bernie Sanders, he would be a gentle, patient friend.
When I imagined Bernie, Anne popped into my head as his love interest. Once she was there, I couldn't shake it. I still don't know why the two go together so well for me.
When I found she had been made into a waxed figure and multiple dolls, I considered that close enough to an action figure.
The sex in it is graphic. There isn't an overwhelming amount of it, but it is all logical. Nothing is gratuitous.
What Anne goes through haunts me. And it's what makes the story strong. I believe in it. It's good work. Trust me. Give it a chance.
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