Clad like the Moon

As it
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad
Like the moon.
— Adelaide Crapsey
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I really wanted to add text or a drawing to this picture but everything I put on it just detracted from it's simplicity. I do enjoy the edit and filter though. I've been playing around with Snapseed and this is their "Frozen" tutorial. I love the way my skin looks like frozen metal.

But more importantly, it's the first round of results for the Smut Marathon. When I participated last year, I didn't do any cross posting to this blog. I think I posted only one of my entries because I happened upon the perfect picture to accompany it. 

I'm gonna change that this year for as long as I last in the marathon so here's my first entry:

Blind Date
He burst into the pub with a snow flurry and she sat up straight, nervously smoothing her hair as he scrubbed his glasses with his tie. Then his blue eyes caught hers. The busy pub went silent, her cheeks flushed and his warm smile spread over her like a sunrise.

And here's my assessment of that piece of writing: "meh." It's ok.

It's got some nice moments, it fits the prompt but there's nothing about it that really stands out. And fittingly, I'm in the middle of the pack in the voting round. Which is just what I deserve. But what's hilarious, and also happened last year, is that the comments are polarized about my writing. Some commenters liked the sunrise simile, some hated it and thought it was trite. And honestly, while I always vote for myself out of principle, my smut marathon votes rarely line up with the judges so there truly is no accounting for taste when it comes to writing and erotica. Even and especially my own. Which is part of what makes this marathon so interesting. 

I found this prompt really difficult. Writing flash fiction or any sort of story in under 100 words is not my strong suit and I admire anyone who does it well. Here are a couple shout outs to the other pieces I voted for because they were far better than mine.  
Losing Everything by Sorcha Rowan.
Ok, Cupid by Zebra Rose 

And now we're on to Round 2. Good luck to everyone who decides to keep participating.
Also happy sunday.
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