In which the pen-jockey rides elsewhere…

So, I luv RedHeadWriting.

I love redheads, I love snarky writing, and I ESPECIALLY love marketing/copy writers, so she was an insta-braincrush. I even entered her “Better Story Than Mine” contest with a tongue-in-cheek poem, during which she declared I have the most awesome avatar on twitter. She began to write for a really cool site, www.toywithme.com, and I started to read her on there.

THEN I came across this lol-inducing story on the site as well, and I’m like…well, what is this site? Are they a branch of a sex toy retailer or something? I am all for bloggers making $ on affiliate programs, don’t get me wrong, but I hate finding out there’s corporate roots in what should be an independent effort. It’s like finding out after the fact that Phillip Morris is sponsoring a lung cancer study – it’s really hard to believe the results aren’t, er, “helped along”, shall we say?

So, after much digging to determine that there WAS, in fact, a gal behind the proverbial curtain that had no ulterior motives (other than being sexy, a-course), I submitted a piece on sex length for consideration. A few days later (holy shit) I get a DM on twitter I’m going live. On HER site!

Okay, I know, I’m a blogger. What’s the big deal? I “publish” all the time! The big deal is that someone ELSE thinks I’m cool enough to hitch my words to their own project (and jesus H. is that site design nice, totally blows mine out of the water) and drop me in a literary cocktail party with the likes of – in my opinion – far more skillful pen jockies.

So please – help me make this a repeat opportunity! Check out Brevity is the Soul of Bliss, leave a comment  and kick up visitor numbers and such. The toychick will thank you for it – if I get at least 20 comments over there I will give a Tantus VAMP silicone dildo away next week! Ooooh…ahhh…free shit…

-TTC