Hey Kids...Aunt Chrissy Has Become A myspace.com Whore!!

That's right...instead of blogging here, I have been blogging, rather nonchalantly until recently, on a myspace.com page.

I apologize sincerely to those of you out there who have actually been reading my blog.
By the way, doesn't the word "blog" sound slightly obscene to you? It does to me. Like, "Hey, I blogged my stuff last night".
Or perhaps, "I blogged your sister".
Maybe even, "I blogged about your mom...it was hot".

At any rate, to check out my new shiz, go to www.myspace.com/anathain

I know, seems retarded. It is. It truly is. Meghan (Brad's sister) is the one who turned me onto myspace.com, and as it turned out, a LOT of my coworkers had myspace.com pages as well. I enjoy a much greater return on writing effort there. In fact, I am currently co-authoring a novel (and I hope sincerely that it will go somewhere) with one of my myspace.com correspondents, who is also a coworker and dear friend of mine, Justin Odom.
To read the story, go to www.myspace.com/ogshowtime and read "Second String Quarterback".
The premise we are going for is that of a guy who is always second - the shoulder that bitches cry on, the guy that some hapless girl leans on, the one who winds up left with the check, cheek to the wind, driving home alone. The guy who can't seem to find a decent girl. The guy who looks for something in someone who doesn't possess it, and can't see it in the one who actually has it. The way I see it, there are tons of chick publishing companies out there, reaching for women and their lives, and how they work out. What about men who like to read? What about men who feel left out, left behind, left to pick up their own pieces? It always seemed sexist to me, a bit - oh, a poor guy gets played by a girl - boo fucking hoo. Men do that shit all the time.
Well, not anymore. Not in today's society. I can't tell you how many guys I have met who are just looking for a girl who sees them for who they are - it's a reverse shift in the gender economy. It's there, it's viable, and it happens all the goddamn time. Sure, guys like sex, and look for it. But tons of girls do too, and that's all they want - sex.

Everything chick lit is based on is now happening to men of our cohort as well. The phrase "trifling bitches" comes to mind...I have seen too many of them to count, and they treat decent men just the same as how men in the earlier decades used to treat women - as objects of satisfaction, and nothing more. Men used to be the users, and now women are more and more taking on that role.

Maybe women are entitled to that, who knows? But either way, it hits home with a lot of young men (and women) who have lived these very scenarios. The drama is there, only we are portraying it from the other side of the fence - the side of the fence that has not been much looked at.

I hope to think that Justin trusts me as a contributor because not only am I a woman, but I am a woman who knows how women work, having spent many of my years as one...and he knows how men see these scenarios. It has been a fantastic collaboration so far, even if it only turns out to be an exercise in mental masturbation on both our parts.

Also, please keep in mind that this is a work in progress, and that what we may have put up on the site might not be something we are working on, but only considering for certain chapters.

I will try to keep you all in the loop, but between work, school, and writing...plus the cats, Brad, and paying off bills, it may not be a reality.

Also, to those of you reading, be assured that I have a lawyer, and have properly copyrighted all material. If you steal ANYTHING, you will pay in more than dollars.
Love you all, and mahalo. 

¶ 4:30 AM