I'm not much into navel gazing and lint gathering. Every once in a while, though, I get a glimpse of something that says "So that's what that's about." This evening, two things occurred. I finally finished the first chapter of Joseph Campbell's "The Power of Myth" while I was continually looking over the tops of my sunglasses at the nude beauties on the beach where I was reading. The other was working on my new Damsels in Distress story.
I realized that I like playing at the edge of the myth. I like to look at the mythology through the eyes of characters who don't quite fit the mold. Sure a damsel has instant orgasms when you light her up. But she might hate you for it. Oh, look! There are companions who have been left behind when their heroes died. There might be an ethical choice involved somewhere along the line.
I like those things that aren't in the core, but that are within the rules. Unexplored territory. Possibilities. What's going through a damsel's mind when she is being raped and has the burn of a Chaos man in her pussy? Is that what she signed up for?
Inquiring minds want to know.
Just thought you'd like to know that I'm investigating.