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I have admitted in the past to reading erotic fiction online about boys and boys or boys and men. Even other combinations, provided boys are involved. I have two thoughts:

First, this is not a flattering admission, but, do I have much choice? A heterosexual woman can read romance novels, or she can read Jane Austen. Those are by no means the extent of her options, but they represent a range of literary genres that would fulfill her urge to hear stories about people who feel the same way she does. Stories that make her feel…less alone, I suppose. The women characters want what she wants, do what she does or wish she could do…

If there is a Jane Austen for boylovers, I haven’t heard of him or her. So I read smut online. I pick through the Nifty Archives, wading through the mountains of absolute shit, looking for those rare gems: good stories that make me relate. Stories that, while most may not achieve the status of art or literature, speak to my mind and my heart as well as my penis. They are there. BAGHDAD, 790 A.D. is one recent such story, concerned more with the main character’s love of boys and his distaste for slavery than it is with large dicks in small rectums.

In addition to the rare find in the archives, there have been books published over the millennia that concern themselves with topics particularly relevant to people like myself. Touched by Scott Campbell is one. Sandel by Angus Stewart is another. I am considering compiling a list. If you have suggestions, put them in the comments below or send me a note. They should specifically relate to Boylove, rather than simply being of interest to a boylover, or seeming to insinuate such themes between the lines (although those would be good lists too) such as The Gunslinger by Stephen King. (I find the relationship between Roland and Jake to be remarkably intimate…)

The second thought is really not at all surprising, profound, significant. And yet, it is all these things to me. Almost never in any story on Nifty worth its bandwidth (Baghdad is an exception, but its historical setting negates my upcoming point), nor in any published work I have read with the exception of The Moralist by Rod Downey, does the protagonist pedophile have pedophile friends. He is alone. Often, starkly.

Now, as I said, this shouldn’t be surprising. If literature is to be an accurate reflection of life, then the truth is most pedophiles are alone. We live in isolation, often literally as well as socially.

But we don’t need to be. And not all of us are. Some pedophiles couple, if their sexuality is broad enough to allow for that. Others gather circles of pedophile friends. Being in this last category myself, I can say that it is remarkably life-changing. Having the ability to meet face to face with other people, real people, to whom you can talk about your inmost thoughts, your likes, your dreams–your fears–makes a huge difference in the way you interact with the rest of the world. Your confidence increases. Self-hatred decreases. You find yourself to be more motivated and willing to take risks.

Is it any wonder that the mere thought of a group of pedophiles can send terror shooting into the hearts of those who would see my kind repressed?

I think it is time. . . Well, to start with, it will well past time for serious literature relating to Boylove to be written. Thankfully, a friend of mine with great talent is well on the way to getting just such a book published. It’s a beginning, but we need more! But beyond that, it is time that literature reflected not only the circumstances of the average, solitary pedophile, but also the possibilities that some of us have achieved (made much easier by the internet which allows us to get to know each other before revealing our identities) and the power that gives us over our own minds and over a society that wants us to be scared and alone.

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I finished The Hobbit last night.  I enjoyed it.  I didn’t love it, though.  Again, I’m expecting LotR to interest me more, since it is a more complicated story with darker themes.  I like dark stories.

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I got The Hobbit on audio from the library. I’m listening to it as I clean. It’s mildly amusing but hardly holds me spellbound. I think LotR will be better.

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I just got off the phone with Jess.  She wanted to tell me that a fantasy book she was sure I’d read was being turned itno a TV series.  I told her, “yeah, I know.  George Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire is being made into a series by HBO.”

“No,” she told me.  “Not George Martin.  His name starts with a ‘T.'”

I offered up the name Tad Williams in excitement.  How great would a show based on his books be!  That sounded right to her until I told her the title.  The Dragonbone Chair.  “Yes!” she exclaimed.  Then, “Wait.  Dragonbone Chair?”  That didn’t sound right after all.  Memeory, Sorrow and Thorn, Shadowmarch, Otherland, Tailchaiser’s Song.  None sounded right.

So she gave me as much of a description of the plot as she could.  A guy, a young guy is a wizard, but doesn’t know it.  Then some sorceress comes along and convinces him to help her.  He gets caught up in her cause and feels obligated to stay involved.  And he runs around the woods with no shirt on.

After a few more questions I learned that there was a bad guy, but she didn’t remember anything aobut him, the sorceress might be good or bad, and it would be on the CW.

So I went online.  The plot didn’t sound anything like Dragonbone Chair, but I looked at Tad’s site anyway.  Nothing.

I went on CW’s site.  Horrible site.  Impossible to find anything resembling a list of current or upcoming shows.  I didn’t see anything that looked right.

Then I just googled “new fantasy tv series.”  Easiest thing in the world.  Wizard’s First Rule by Terry Goodkind.  Everything she’d told me was true.  I’d even heard a few days ago that it was being made into a show.  But I’d forgotten. Not among my favorite books.

But bravo Jess!  As odd as your recollection was, it got us there in the end.

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