I thought I'd better introduce myself.
I'm of an age where the term transgender was being talked about in small minority groups. Words like gender-fluid and pan-sexual hadn't been invented yet. Heck, people were either homo or hetero. Bi was just someone who couldn't make up their mind.
I was assigned male at birth. Chromosomal testing might have confirmed that assignment, but that's as far as I'm willing to accept that assignment. Nowadays, I would term myself gender-fluid with a strong leaning towards the female side. (That should cover the age, sex, and location check)
I love to tell stories. I have been a D&D Dungeon Master for quite some years, using that as an outlet for my musings and imagination. Traditional fiction gives me a more controlled environment for my ramblings to unfold (Wait? Your assassin attempts to do what? 'dang, there goes that plotline.')
I primarily write stories for my enjoyment, but let's face it, being a storyteller without an audience, however big or small, is a bit like one-handed clapping. Something is missing.
As the title says, I'm from Denmark. That means English isn't my first language. Occasionally that might cause some misplaced commas, quirky word choices, and weird idioms. E.g., in Danish, something can be a mixed country shop.
Imagine one of those tiny, dusty shops in a sleepy rural village where they sell a bit of everything. They stock dohickeys, do-dahs, and thingies alongside dried peas and out-of-date canned beef. In short, they might have what you need, but you'll have to rummage around for a while, and you end up paying too much to get your basic needs met. With that, I'll leave you to imagine how a sexual encounter might be a mixed country shop.
My writing style is, I've learned, called pantsing. I get an idea for a character or a scene, and then I write my story from there. It's great fun. Unfortunately, that style produces a lot of half-finished stories on my hard-drive. I get to a point in the story where it doesn't 'flow,' or, at least, I need to go back and rewrite tons of stuff to make it work. At that point, I lose heart and move on.
The real joker is that I like to explore taboos, or what causes someone to break them. It doesn't have to be a big nasty taboo. It could be as simple as holding hands in a situation where it is generally frowned upon by society. What happened that it made it impossible for that person to, consequences be damned, not break the taboo, not grasp that hand. This often demands a longer, more complicated story.
I find it an odd dictum that movies, books, and tv-shows can portray the maiming and mauling of the human body and mind in exquisite detail. Conversely, as soon as you explore alternative ways of expressing affection and sexual desires, the portrayal gets censored. I'm not saying I want to write about the taboos around sex with animals or minors, but I'm also not saying I won't.
Kristen's board seemed to be the most permissive of all the places I searched for to make my one-handed clapping motions.
That is why I'm happy to say: Hi.