So, um apparently it’s been two weeks since my last post. I feel like a recovering blogger. Except I don’t want to be recovering. But here’s my weak attempt at an excuse. See, I’m one of those people who writes short drafts when I write novels. All of them have come out short. This most recent one was 45k words after draft one, and came in at 70k words after I revised it. I was short about 30,000 words. That’s like 1/3 of the novel (or so) for those of you who aren’t completely horrified by math.

So, all those words I might normally use to blog with? I’ve rearranged them and dumped them into a more pressing source for the moment.

But I do have something that caught my attention during this entire process that’s got me thinking, and kind of bothered. It starts with writing, but it’s not a writing-related thought.

And I’ve tried to write this post out over and over, and I just can’t get it right. Fortunately, Delilah S. Dawson has a series of fantastic posts on her blog (this first one links to the others) about why it’s not okay to be a creeper.

My brief thoughts on the matter. “No” (whether in regards to sex, or any other form of personal space, online or in person) does not mean:
“Maybe.”
“Yes.”
“Ask again later”
or “I’m thinking about it” or “If you buy me another drink.”

Or anything other than “No.”

Go read Delilah’s posts. She says it much better than I can.