I only signed up to one or two dating sites. In my experience, they consist of people who are hiding a bad personality/violent streak/weird tendencies or have crazy work hours so they can’t meet people IRL. When you are talking to a man who flies out to work for three weeks on 12 hour shifts and is back home for one week, it’s tough to form something unless you’re both pretty determined. Others are there for a quick hook up and I’m not here to write about the dating app experience in full because angry female bloggers have done that for years, but this is just part of mine.

This is about the “man” who would eventually be known as Mr Passion. Cos fuck him. And fuck people like him on these sites.

Continued from Mr Passion #1

My friend had gone through the site like a freakn rollerdex. I guess she had a lot of steam to blow off and the choo choo train stopped at alllllll stations. The good thing was she’d got the jump on some of these guys and could warn me when they started hitting me up on the site. There was one who literally looked like that picture of the blobfish that goes around but…more lines on his face. He lasted a little longer than some others and she saw him for a few weeks. I think he even met her parents! Later, she told me he asked her to piss on him a bunch of times. She didn’t do it, but she tried to cater to his other fetishes. He had a lot of them. All of them, by the sounds of it. If that’s your thing, go for it! As long as it’s in your house, between two consenting adults and not with or around kids…but I draw the line well before I have to piss on you.

When she stopped seeing him, he texted me, apparently recognising a picture on my dating profile. She had a picture of us on her profile, my face blurred. I had the same picture with her face blurred. Now that I think about it, that was really fucking stupid. But it wasn’t my main pic so, apparently, I’d thought that was okay. He asked me if I was interested and would I feel weird because he briefly dated my friend. I told him no thanks and he kept on and on with reasons to wear me down until I blocked him. Btw, the cliche is true, best friends are perfect when they have the same taste in alcohol and different taste in men -this has always been the case with she and I. So I was repulsed by this guy’s demeanour, personality, grammar, and face alone…besides the other stuff I’d learned about him.

It wouldn’t be fair not to include my experiences from around this time (and beyond.) I’ll give you some standouts.

The Prince – he was 6ft2 and a big guy who worked drilling in the mines. I met him briefly for a drink but I only had about 90mins because my friend dropped me off between jobs and had to go somewhere else. He was a decent guy, we chatted online and in person at a bar that had just opened in the city. We’d exchange 75 text messages in one day(mainly jokes and light stuff) before I called it. It seemed like he’d only reply if I contacted him first and he lacked the initiative to make things happen. The Prince and I tried again a couple of years later but it was the same…only this time he blamed me for not being able to drop everything on a Coof state lockdown when we weren’t allowed to leave our homes to drive 50mins to his place at 11 pm when I’d only met him twice before.

 

 Standup Guy – This guy reminded me of my flakey bitch ex who tried to rig the world to suit his insecurities, but we spoke for a week before we decided to meet up. I thought anyone with his job was a decent person – he did respite with intellectually disabled people. Maybe he was just a little shy or confused, or out of touch eg: the first thing he suggested was coming to my house after he finished work to meet me, and for me to cook dinner after I got home from work. Yeah, nah. I explained I wasn’t comfortable with that but asked if we could meet another day. I forgave it because if you’ve been out of the game, you don’t know shiieeet (trust me) and he wasn’t a sleaze, he just seemed naive. The night I was supposed to meet him, I dressed nice and didn’t go to training…and then he cancelled. Since it was the 3rd time he’d done it, I drove to my dojo anyway and waited for my friends, then we all went to a street market for something to eat. One of my female friends(the Olympic team wrestler) asked for his address so she could kick his ass. I never replied to him again.

Chip –  We talked online for a couple of weeks. He played one of my favourite sports but told me it was an excuse to meet up and get drunk. His team were low-ranking and mostly just having fun. He was 6ft3 and a big guy too, chubby/overweight and had a nerdy pubey neckbeard. He wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever laid eyes on but he was into some Playstation games and harmless, so far our text conversations had been okay. I was on the tail-end of a bender, I’d had commitments and events all weekend and was hungover and underslept so I decided to meet him that Sunday afternoon and get everything done before I went home and slept for 357348 years. He told me he was also very hungover from the night before. I drove to the pub and waited. I bought myself hangover chips/fries because I was nauseous. I saw him come in and glance around…then he walked to the bar, bought himself a massive beer before he sat at my table. Then he started eating my chips. Obviously, I’d share, and they were for both of us, but he just walked up, sat and started eating before we’d exchanged a few words lol I felt like I’d been sitting there foreverrrr, trying to prop up the conversation because he was inept, when he turned his arm and I saw his watch. It.Had.Been.Ten.Minutes. I stayed the course for an hour or so and watched him drink another beer then we decided to leave. We got to the carpark where he asked me to drop him home(complete opposite direction to where I was headed.) Later, he texted to say I had really pretty eyes but…that was that. :\

 

 

GI Joe – Ex-army guy who was very full on, very fast. We talked for a couple of hours on the phone a few times over 2-3 weeks. We had the same sense of humour and stories to tell.  He told me some interesting/disturbing stories from when he was active duty in Afghanistan. Then I started getting texts that he was “perilously close to the edge” of being in love and obsessed with me(I’ll spare you the screenshots I saved after our interaction soured.) We never met. A few reasons were: His profile pic was at least 10 years old, with long blonde, metal hair and a cool band shirt. He was now balding, overweight and didn’t look like his younger self at all. It is what it is, people are allowed to get older and fatter – I’m doing it too- the point is that his photo was a lie and I found out well into our friendship/conversations. He’d send me novel-length texts worried about me because I was asleep when he texted late, and I shouldn’t do that to him because it stresses him out. His dating profile talked about his deceased (over a decade before) ex-girlfriend how and no one would ever take her place, he doesn’t even know why he created a profile in the first place. He told me that he’d thought another ex-girlfriend was cheating on him once and he went to her house with a gun. One night he started getting mad at me for no reason saying he didn’t want someone who just wanted him for his body (?!? insert noisy projectile vomit here) as if I’d said something that implied that. Thanks for the research but no thank you…I may have literally dodged a bullet. Red Flags everywhere! 

 

 

The German – He was polite and nice but as soon as I saw him I knew we were in different leagues. Not that I couldn’t match him, but I knew instantly that…I’d never want to.We made initial small talk over a drink at the bottom of a hotel then we moved to another bar, I tried to pay for us both and he was very uncomfortable with it, so much that the bar guy felt awkward too. The place was a refurbished theatre and we sat at a table on an old stage that had lights and carpet etc. He told me he didn’t care about things he can’t see; multi-verse theory and the subjects that organically trickled into the conversation while talking about hobbies/science fiction genre. He told me he drives over 100km every day to get to work and visits the work gym early then does his job and goes home. He owned a house but didn’t have pets.  He told me he owns 4 pairs of pants all the same, and 5 shirts all the same style but just different colours. There were a few middle-aged Aussies trying to take a selfie together on a couch nearby. They were Boomers, and they needed my help! I excused myself and took their picture for them. When I returned to my seat, they were yelling for me to sing a song. It ain’t nothn but a thang, in a setting where it’s fun/funny/light-hearted. It’s been happening since I was 12, people randomly ask me to sing…I was happy to oblige and be silly with them.

A side glance to The German…and he was literally gripping the arms of his chair with an apprehensive look on his face. He looked like he was holding in a gigantic shit. I knew that I’d give it one more go if he wanted to see me again but I didn’t think there was much to work with…Luckily, I didn’t have to come up with something to say. A couple of days later he sent me a (VERY POLITE, RESPECTFUL AND APPRECIATED) text saying he’d had fun and it was nice to meet me, but he didn’t think there was enough chemistry to continue and he also wished me luck…

…and I was like phew. 🙂 

 

To be continued…

• Mr Passion 1

• Mr Passion 2

• Mr Passion 3

• Mr Passion 4

• Mr Passion 5

 

 

*I may stop by to add more when I remember or find screenshots. Here are some more interactions from the cyberworld. Until the next installment when Mr Passion makes his entrance.

 

Continued here.

TLDR:

*Dodged a bullet.

*This is only part of my experience lol 

*Screenshots are old and for accounts that obviously don’t exist anymore.

*My friend knows I think her vagina is a clowncar, it’s okay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cowboy.” 1, Traditional animal herder who tends cattle on ranches usually in the North American region.

2, Derogatory term describing someone who is reckless, ignores potential risks, irresponsible or who heedlessly handles a sensitive or dangerous task.

 

 

RED COWBOYS IS COMING SOON

 

 

 

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Picture this: I’m just a lonely lil Yin lookin’ for ma Yang. But not really.

I was on an “off” period with my ex-boyfriend after one of his many bitchy aggressive tantrums and break up threats where he meant it but most likely one of us would bite the bullet and reach out to try again. Him, when he realised no one else would put up with his shit, and me when I was lonely/bored/emo. My long-time friend had just got divorced and lost her house. She was looking to move on, or blow off steam…whatever the term is for a girl that wants to get laid and meet men because she’d been trapped in some crap for 12 years and had to raise 3 kids in the midst of it.

She and I were extremely close in school, the type of friends who’d spend all weekend together and call each other on weeknights to watch a TV soap and only talk in the ad breaks. The kind who would go shopping and buy exactly the same thing. Once we were in a department store, and it was when G-strings came into fashion (yeah, bruh, we old.) We bought a teen magazine, a Crunchie bar, a coke, and a black satin g-string each. I put all my stuff on the conveyor first and she was embarrassed to buy the G string. She was talking to herself “maybe they’ll think it’s yours.”…And I was like…there are two piles of the exact same thing so probably not. We would sing and harmonize, order pizza and watch movies a lot.

At the end of school we drifted into other circles and lifestyles and I hadn’t seen her for years aside from an appearance at one of my birthdays once we’d found each other on social media. Me being roped into a “Solidarity Stint”  with her on a dating site was also us re-bonding and catching up on the bullshit we should have done together years prior.

This time around we’d be in her (parked) car outside my house downing cheap whiskey from a bottle and laughing about how this was what we should have been doing over a decade ago. I missed out on getting changed into smokin’ outfits and coming out of the room to get the other’s opinion until then. We took cool pics in full-length mirrors to post to our dating profiles and got Macca’s nuggies at 3:30am with faded makeup and giggling about those boys we thought were the hottest thing we’d ever seen, but were 16 at the time, unco, unable to grow facial hair and had dem puberty-pimples. I missed out on funny nightclub selfies with a BFF as we moved into adulthood, and also talking about all the things you don’t discuss with your male BFFs. Hanging out with her then was one of the main times I began to grasp why women have girl friends and hang out with them doing stuff that was the same, but also different, from what you do when with the boys.

I talked to a few guys online, but those conversations went nowhere.  There were a few front-runners but the conversations dried up. My friend, however, was on a roll. She had a date most nights of the week but I’d try to make her go to the Spider Web…for safety. The Spider Web is a place that’s called something else…but has a ridiculous amount of CCTV cameras which I thought my friend should be seen on, considering she was meeting strangers and taking car rides etc with them and disappearing into the carpark etc… I knew I wouldn’t get her on the safety angle so I made it into a joke and started calling the place a Spider Web as in: said the spider to the fly kind of thing…You’re luring these men! 😉

I would sit in front of flashing machines wanting my money and random people would pass while I stared into space for a few hours when she met up with these guys and went elsewhere or hung out with them in nearby clubs. I was the driver so I couldn’t drink more than a glass of wine while I waited for her return and to hear about her latest escapade. Then we’d crash at my house and she’d stumble to her car early the next morning, hair a bird’s nest, shoes in her hand and still wearing a dress that was waaayyy too short for 7am. If it sounds like this is crazy, it was, but it was also a lot of fun. After a night where she’d said she’d make her own way back and to drive her car home, she’d appear at my door  I’d open my front door, then she’d say nothing and shove me out of the way to run to the bathroom because she had to pee. She’d have crazy stories BUT…she also had not so good things to say about the men she’d met. I know the saying is that you have to kiss a lot of frogs to get a prince but…we were in the most mouldy, sludgey, toxic waste swamp and kissing a whole bunch of disfigured toads…

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Continued here.

 

• Mr Passion 1

• Mr Passion 2

• Mr Passion 3

• Mr Passion 4

• Mr Passion 5

 

 

TLDR:

*getting some practice in for a future memoir.

*if you like these posts about chapters from my life, let me know.

*I plan to post them every now and then because…writing is fun and it feels good to tell parts of my story.

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Cowboy.” 1, Traditional animal herder who tends cattle on ranches usually in the North American region.

2, Derogatory term describing someone who is reckless, ignores potential risks, irresponsible or who heedlessly handles a sensitive or dangerous task.

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Is it possible to have favourite characters? 

Yes and no (yeah, I know, real helpful.) I imagine the “Who is your favourite child?”question is similar… Your “favourite” isn’t really a favourite because you do actually like them all, but the frontrunner changes sometimes. There are times when I really enjoy a character’s arc. There are times when the story needs to be written a certain way to take the course it needs to…not necessarily because I reallllly want to. Eg: if I didn’t agree with a character’s course of action etc in a moral way, it still needs to be written to push the story to where it needs to go. (Maybe writing about this challenge will be a future post) I don’t love all the characters as people, but I do appreciate them all as characters because I like challenges.

Someone I know read KOS and was gushing about Cleo Darkrose for months after they finished the book. They’d also bring her into conversations that were totally irrelevant, saying a secret motto I used to have in my early 20s: WWCD – WHAT WOULD CLEO DO? 😉 When we’d be sparring she would say “Cleo would love this!” etc. She would even come up to me and hit me saying “You gonna go Cleo on my ass now?” She would tell me Trent Starr is hot from time to time. It was hilarious and so great that someone was a fan of Cleo Darkrose and the books, but also that they had the imagination to think beyond the book…which is the biggest compliment ever! She liked the character so much, she was able to picture her in other environments. She told me that she was excited when Cleo kicked ass and the sexual tension between her and Starr.

I identify with Agent Trent Starr’s internal arguments, and the self-deprecating humour. There was a long time where he was my favourite character because he was tough and wise but somehow kind. The other element I enjoyed was that he was male. At MDS, it doesn’t make a difference, the same attitude and dedication is expected from all agents but certain industries make it harder to display emotions as a man. Exploring the character’s personality and having some of it restrained but writing in a way that showed his true feelings was fun to figure out how to display.

My favourite character is one you haven’t met yet, but you will. And you probably won’t like him.

 

So, why do I like him? 

I can’t give spoilers because he’s first introduced in Red Cowboys and we’re closing in on a potential release. Yes, I should have promoted more. Anyway, the character:

He is exciting and unpredictable. He says whatever he thinks and he gives NO fucks what you think.

He isn’t who he seems

He’s done it tough. He’s had a rough life and that’s why he is the way he is.

His insults and attitude can be harsh…and it’s hilarious, (to me anyway.)

You don’t know how he will react to anything or whose side he’s on or why.

His comebacks and personality kind of reminds me of someone I know, (but he isn’t based on anyone)

He’s mysterious because no one knows his true motivations or how far he is willing to go for those.

He’s different from all the other characters and walks both worlds; MDS and Real World. oooOOOOoooo 😉 

Apparently, that’s what it takes to do it for me. I think Trent Starr is a hottie (like everyone else does) but this other character is very interesting and I like how unpredictable he is. Even when I’m writing him, to stay in character, he comes out with outlandish stuff. He surprises me every single time he’s on a page because his moral compass changes with the wind, and he’s playing some kind of 8D chess that even I can’t figure out sometimes…The funny thing is I often find out that he had a plan all along and ties things together 50 pages down the track without even asking my help or permission. He is magical. I can’t wait for you guys to meet him.

 

 

TLDR:

*Having a favourite character is like being asked if you have a favourite child/cat/dog etc.

*Cleo rocks.

*Different elements draw us to certain characters

*I have characters who (cliched as it may be) write themselves and I can’t predict them sometimes.

*My favourite character is illustrated below!

 

 

 

 

Cowboy.” 1, Traditional animal herder who tends cattle on ranches usually in the North American region.

2, Derogatory term describing someone who is reckless, ignores potential risks, irresponsible or who heedlessly handles a sensitive or dangerous task.

 

 

 

 

 

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Really.

All of a sudden, this week has brought significant changes to the major social media sites. Facebook and Instagram have announced a new feature that will “limit comments” under public posts. Youtube is trialling a removal of the “dislike button,” with the reason it’s helping creators’ well-being by not seeing negative stuff. Some alternative platforms, eg: Dlive have implemented a clause that they will remove or demonetise any videos that go against guidelines that are convoluted and aimed only at certain types of speech, subject to change.

No one is going to upload gore or criminal activities. For the vast and overwhelming majority of creators, well-adjusted, well-read humans with a fucking opinion, it has become a minefield to navigate every time they open their mouth. The goalposts of what’s acceptable are always moving to fit some sort of narrative the mainstream are bent on steering and one that is becoming laughingly blatant, even to the Normies.

Youtube is not a “safe space” for anyone with a real opinion/different take on media, politics or the culture we live in – unless you’re bringing them a lot of money through revenue attached to your viewers/subs/likes/shares…and even that often won’t save some content creators. Removing the dislike button, Susan Wojcicki, is…weird. Especially since the reasoning behind it was about stopping content creators from feeling like shit because of dislikes on their videos.

We already have the ability to turn off comments unless we personally approve them, ban people from the channel and make the uploaded videos private/unlisted/link-only etc…Now, when Youtube has been around since 2005, suddenly there is a great push to remove a public dislike button. Apparently, the other reason for this “trial” (when people say they are trialling something, it’s going ahead- unless it’s from game developers) was there were a scary band of internet outlaws who wasted their day visiting YouTube channels they didn’t like in order to downvote them.

It’s this point where I have to break into the most obvious and prime example for all to see,

I’m an Australian, with no horse in the race and just observing, but I’m going to choose the biggest spectacle we’ve all just lived through; the 2020 Presidential (s)Election. It was …entertaining, to say the least.

Ignoring the MSM and searching the internet, watching all candidates live political speeches and actions (etc etc) at 2am (night owls unite!) getting my news from a multitude of small papers and local commentary from where these people appeared, I couldn’t help but notice the misquoting or shaping of the events depicting something entirely different the next morning when I woke up. MSM has a lot of psy-op bullshit to answer for, but I digress. The television and papers can skew reality but now so can your favourite internet platforms that were once centrist/Switzerland-like in that they didn’t bother to push any ideologies or agendas and just existed as a place you could interact with other people.

Moving onto my example:

One presidential candidate seemingly had ability to draw a crowd of 75,000 people IRL with 140 characters in a Tweet, as well as thousands watching online for nearly any appearance. The other candidate used the Coof to make excuses explaining why they could only garner 8 people at a “rally” and a few hundred viewers online. One candidate was able to stand up in front of a crowd for three hours and speak off-the-cuff, making jokes, citing facts, talking about policy and (admittedly) being clumsily transparent about plans moving forward. The other one stumbled on cue cards, currently gives up halfway through speaking to their supporters, refused to answer questions, exhibited very sad cognitive inability (even with an earpiece) and rarely made appearances. The candidate also had the MSM firmly on their side, globally, to protect them; biased/skewed articles and lack of coverage on their gaffs to odd promotion on social issues that are divisive and seemingly weren’t as prominent before it became a crutch for candidates to run on. This candidate was deemed the most popular of all time…it really doesn’t look like it…But if you only follow the television or the top video algothrythms on Youtube…You’d never know it was debatable or that something doesn’t line up…

Certain videos (*cough* anything from the White House official channel since the election) is tanking big time, Eg: 270 thumbs up and 2.8K, comments turned off within minutes etc. About 2K dislikes were disappeared from that channel three/four days ago, in line with Youtube’s reputation for curbing interactions to support favoured algorithms and agendas, and give the impression not as many people didn’t like what they were seeing. There are a lot of places that have screenshots of before and after, and some of us newshound-types, saw it with our own eyes. 😉

My concern is the shaping of a narrative, how Youtube, and other tech-oligarchs who control the digital version of the town square can steer whichever agenda they need/want by limiting the public’s opinion or ability to tell each other it’s okay not to like an idea being pushed. It’s got the potential to not only suppress the free speech of the majority but also shape the impression people take from a situation and doesn’t allow them to experience reality or give a chance to express their opinion. It also ensures that lobbyists and those with the means can dictate the direction of public opinion and elections etc etc etc many facets of the society that WE have to live in…while they sit in their mansions laughing at the plebs fighting among themselves and being lied to. 

Odysee, Bitchute, Gab, Minds, Telegram and more are on the up n up, albeit with the MSM’s typical predictable canned response of calling them racist LOL…Which means repeating and regurgitating slanderous labels until Normies form an opinion that isn’t their own…because the alternative platforms are the competition (look what they did to Parler.) Never believe the tech oligarchs have your best interests at heart. All they want is your money and your mind, and once they have that, they sell you off to the highest bidder.

 

 

 

 

 

TLDR: *Could have gone further discussing the gagging of certain opinions on Youtube and Instagram.

*I like to see/hear both sides of debates and make my own decision.

*I don’t need a biased, paid-off platform trying to tell me what to think or trying to quash my ability to critically think.

*I’m genuinely concerned that people will make decisions on limited information.

* For the dummies; just because you comment on something, does not mean you are instantly supporting the opposite party. There is a lack of media embedded here for on one of the candidates I’ve mentioned, because all you have to do is go to the first page of Google and you’ll be flooded with negative press, so enjoy that at your leisure, I’ve been bombarded with enough nonsensical MSM tripe. 🙂

*Fuck these sickos who lured people into their data-mining platforms, made sure that people were addicted and then screwed us for expressing ourselves in ways that don’t help them!

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Cowboy.” 1, Traditional animal herder who tends cattle on ranches usually in the North American region.

2, Derogatory term describing someone who is reckless, ignores potential risks, irresponsible or who heedlessly handles a sensitive or dangerous task.

 

RED COWBOYS is incoming. It comes with a few new characters. Here’s a sneak-peek that might whet your appetite(?) Each one of these guys was great to get to know, even if some weren’t the greatest of people. I can’t wait to tell you about them when the next book is released.

Who do you think they are? Agents? Civvies? Superiors? How do they fit in with Trent Starr and the assignments he is on now? Do these guys look like good people to you? I’d love to hear the stories other people come up with just based on a character’s look.

When Teo (my beautiful Georgian artist) gets the character details, she spends a few days thinking about them and absorbing their vibe before she starts working on their appearance, following some vague guidelines. Occasionally, I’ve been adamant about certain features but aside from that, I like people to run free with their art. I intend to write a gushing post about Teo in the future as she is on a well-deserved break for some family time but y’all need to know about this gal!

 

In King of Spades, we got to meet;

Agent Starr

Agent Darkrose

Julia Pierce

Tanya Pierce

SpadeMan

 

Sooo how do these new people fit in with the others and the mayhem that is a Darkrose Novel? One is my favourite character (if I was a reader) But each newbie could have their own spin-off due to their interesting make up and personalities. Only time will tell what they’re about 😛

 

One is a nightclub owner.

One is from Australia.

One is a power-hungry would-be-if-he-could-be agent.

One is an anxious nurse.

One is a man of many, many secrets.

 

I can’t wait to introduce you to the new gang.

 

 

 

TLDR: *Red Cowboys has new characters 

*These characters are interesting and could even have short books dedicated to them in the future

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