tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post1361768409354792527..comments2024-02-07T15:31:14.706+00:00Comments on Lust Bites: Love Hotel Madness: Kink and Games in the Land of DreamsMadeline Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-6387380628900806992008-07-27T04:47:00.000+01:002008-07-27T04:47:00.000+01:00Okay, here is the original, which, I now see is in...Okay, here is the original, which, I now see is in fact sadly lacking in originality! Dynamite-filled croissants, strawberry-shaped clown hats, thinly-sliced bologna sandwiches, doughy bagels, not to mention dangling modifiers…I’m getting hungry. But first, the original passage:<BR/><BR/>“Yes, Miss Evans,” he’d sigh as I straddled him. Thoroughly converted to the path of teacher-pleasing Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13615190390845433428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-27162025669684758542008-07-26T12:46:00.000+01:002008-07-26T12:46:00.000+01:00Wow! Flapping fedoras, prize-winning beetroots, co...Wow! Flapping fedoras, prize-winning beetroots, cochineal sandwiches, bodacious lampshades, fluffy merengues, cherry umbrellas, curly steamers, chomskys and hot wheels, strawberry-shaped clown hats, fiery croissants ... You people sure know how to [VERB]!!Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-49496436833118273672008-07-25T00:26:00.000+01:002008-07-25T00:26:00.000+01:00I have the book, but I want to play anyway!"Yes, M...I have the book, but I want to play anyway!<BR/><BR/>"Yes, Miss Evans," he'd sigh as I basted him. Thoroughly converted to the path of egg-beating goddesses, he'd somersault and poke me with his spatula under my knee until his belly button was as fiery as a dynamite-filled croissant.Maryanne Stahlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12461617567840191096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-81110095240390192482008-07-23T13:19:00.000+01:002008-07-23T13:19:00.000+01:00The Mad Libs contest will be open through Friday, ...The Mad Libs contest will be open through Friday, so keep your hilarious rewrites [VERB, OR POSSIBLY GERUND, ENDING IN -ING]! The winner of <I>Amorous Woman</I> will be chosen at random—which I think is fitting, given that randomness, as Emerald has noted, is one of the ways to approach this game. Our fabulous (as in wonderful, not as in folkloric) Lust Bites hosts will reveal the results on Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-629605957569455162008-07-22T17:23:00.000+01:002008-07-22T17:23:00.000+01:00I can't do it. BUT - I want to comment on this fa...I can't do it. BUT - I want to comment on this fabulous post. I want to go to Japan (again, I was a kid last time) and do a very different sort of tour! Thanks Donna, fascinating. and I hear great things about your work, plus the title is fab.Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-4053386784291924402008-07-22T04:14:00.000+01:002008-07-22T04:14:00.000+01:00I spent all day writing my book and I fear my head...I spent all day writing my book and I fear my head will explode if I try and write another sentence...<BR/>oh god, I just wrote one didn't I?<BR/>LOVED the post though!!Kate Pearcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04079485861541059016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-34949879696236030282008-07-22T02:59:00.000+01:002008-07-22T02:59:00.000+01:00Hi, Emerald! Not to worry—no one is late. We'l...Hi, Emerald! Not to worry—no one is late. We'll have more info later about when the madness and libness contest will close. Meanwhile, the gate is definitely still open for everyone's madding and libbing!Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-30357184669486041012008-07-22T02:46:00.000+01:002008-07-22T02:46:00.000+01:00I (and actually my partner, which is largely respo...I (and actually my partner, which is largely responsible for my own enthusiasm here) would be all about the pirate-themed room! (And I already have the outfit...fun!) Love hotels really do sound like a magnificent idea; thanks for sharing all this info about them, Donna!<BR/><BR/>The Mad Libs made me laugh out loud. :) Like Olivia, I did this fully randomly and tried to just provide the firstAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-39220313644490938162008-07-21T21:23:00.000+01:002008-07-21T21:23:00.000+01:00Thanks, everyone, these are GREAT! There should b...Thanks, everyone, these are GREAT! There should be a Love Boat Love Hotel, Jeremy. Should we look around for an investor? This could be a growth industry in the States....Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13615190390845433428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-46106558604644348812008-07-21T21:13:00.001+01:002008-07-21T21:13:00.001+01:00I love all your Mad Libs so much that I feel like ...I love all your Mad Libs so much that I feel like I really <I>must </I> be in a love hotel.<BR/><BR/>By the way, is there a <I>Love Boat</I> themed love hotel?Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-16628042374631543742008-07-21T21:13:00.000+01:002008-07-21T21:13:00.000+01:00"Yes, Miss Evans," he'd admit as I passed him. Tho..."Yes, Miss Evans," he'd admit as I passed him. Thoroughly converted to the path of Hotwheel Racing, he'd squeal and tailgate me, with his fingers under my Grand Prix Boot, until his Hotwheel Car was as blistering as a lit Trader Vics Matchbox.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-57633941392788907752008-07-21T20:58:00.000+01:002008-07-21T20:58:00.000+01:00"Yes, Miss Evans," he'd sigh as I gerunded him. Th..."Yes, Miss Evans," he'd sigh as I gerunded him. Thoroughly converted to the path of logic-fucking grammar, he'd comma and comma me with his chomsky under my split infinitive, until his colon was as semi as a dangling modifier.*<BR/><BR/><BR/>*I will comest anything.Kristina Lloydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01260838019243820610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-62650092055556021912008-07-21T20:55:00.000+01:002008-07-21T20:55:00.000+01:00I'm always late to parties. And I have a copy of ...I'm always late to parties. And I have a copy of AW so this is just for fun:<BR/><BR/>"Yes, Miss Evans," he'd sigh as I hand-blocked him. Thoroughly converted to the path of hat-fondling study, he'd press and iron me with his tonsil under my curly steamer, until his elbow was as limber as a thinly-sliced bologna sandwich.EllaReginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06849277486612697324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-47474477884261076282008-07-21T20:05:00.000+01:002008-07-21T20:05:00.000+01:00I'm tuning in a little late to this, thanks JE for...I'm tuning in a little late to this, thanks JE for the heads up. Nice effort Donna and JE. Very well done.<BR/><BR/>One more note: Thank God I have an editor to review all my past, present and future verb fucking. Oops, I mean conjugtion. ;-)<BR/><BR/>Here it goes:<BR/>"Yes, Miss Evans," he'd sigh as I <I>choked him,</I>. Thoroughly converted to the path of <I>vanilla-flavored sex,</I>, he'd <I>Neve Blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06106539156218430155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-67591146091254452792008-07-21T17:29:00.000+01:002008-07-21T17:29:00.000+01:00What a great idea and it's a world away from the g...What a great idea and it's a world away from the grubby and unsavory world of shagging in hotels here where you are made to feel guilty even in this day and age!!Erasteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02203293017233301227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-89181170101569192342008-07-21T16:50:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:50:00.000+01:00Oh, my Olivia, the grammatical-abuse room is the b...Oh, my Olivia, the grammatical-abuse room is the <I>best</I>--you'll be surprised at all the kinky things you'll find there. Fortunately the reference books are all washable. Mmmm.<BR/><BR/>And Madame Butterfly--thank YOU for sharing your stories. I think the ideal is that you don't run into other people, but it's happened to me. I was jealous because the other couple was obviously so much Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13615190390845433428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-51001349658926964652008-07-21T16:44:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:44:00.000+01:00Oh, Jeremy... you wanna see my dipthong?[Wipes per...<I>Oh, Jeremy... you wanna see my dipthong?</I><BR/><BR/>[Wipes perspiration from brow, trembles with heady mixture of excitement and nervousness.]<BR/><BR/>Ulp. The Chicago Manual didn't cover <I>this</I>.<BR/><BR/>By the way, Mad Libbers, please don't let my gerunds (or whatever they actually are) frighten you off.Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-81904084387819054322008-07-21T16:38:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:38:00.000+01:00gags Jeremy with dipthong and introduces him to se...<I>gags Jeremy with dipthong and introduces him to several direct objects</I>Megan Kerrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03702395970450200829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-12373591466126836502008-07-21T16:33:00.001+01:002008-07-21T16:33:00.001+01:00Oh, Jeremy... you wanna see my dipthong?Oh, Jeremy... you wanna see my dipthong?Megan Kerrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03702395970450200829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-46176054757944421002008-07-21T16:33:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:33:00.000+01:00I hope I did this right. I totally suck at grammar...I hope I did this right. I totally suck at grammar.<BR/><BR/>“Yes, Miss Evans,” he’d sigh as I sprayed him. Thoroughly converted to the path of binge-drinking people, he’d lash and fan me with his finger under my bodacious lampshade, until his head was as lusty as a doughy bagel.<BR/><BR/>By the way, I loved this post. I spent many a night/hour in love hotels ranging from the cheap and gaudy to LVLM(Leah)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01344785501583933784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-88075081927237693882008-07-21T16:31:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:31:00.000+01:00To clarify what I think I've said in a slightly mu...To clarify what I think I've said in a slightly muddled way:<BR/><BR/>I'm not disagreeing that the "fucking" in <I>fucking is fun</I> is a gerund. (Nor, obviously, am I disagreeing that it's fun.) As you say, the present participle is functioning as a noun, which is clearly different from its plain old participial duty in a clause like <I>I am currently fucking [NAME OF VERY GOOD FRIEND].</I> So Jeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-18661855575611535612008-07-21T16:30:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:30:00.000+01:00Are you sure you want to be part of the the Correc...Are you sure you want to be part of the the Correcting Uninteresting Nominative Terms Society, though? On behalf of whom, I'd like to say: if decision-making is a noun, then it is a noun+gerund combo, if it's an adjective - say, "the decision-making style of ideas-showers is going forward with a cradle to grave approach" then it becomes both a participle and the kind of sentence you should be Megan Kerrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03702395970450200829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-8185494522924434932008-07-21T16:16:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:16:00.000+01:00Hmm ... I thought the idea was that when the prese...Hmm ... I thought the idea was that when the present participle rolls up its sleeves for certain tasks (e.g, when it hooks up with a noun so that they can jointly modify another noun in a hot threesome), said participle then hangs out its shingle as a practicing gerund. For example, the <I>Chicago Manual of Style</I> analyzes the term "decision-making" in the phrase <I>decision-making body</I> asJeremy Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980177431018869829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-83315858480022523412008-07-21T16:01:00.000+01:002008-07-21T16:01:00.000+01:00On behalf of the Correcting Uninteresting Nominati...On behalf of the Correcting Uninteresting Nominative Terms Society (better known by our acronym), I'd like to point out that it isn't in fact a gerund. It's a present participle. To be precise, a qualifying present participle.<BR/><BR/><I>Fucking is fun.</I> (verb "to fuck" is made into a noun with -ing, becomes gerund)<BR/><BR/><I>I am so fucking anal.</I> (verb "to fuck" is made into an Megan Kerrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03702395970450200829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-28443976437891103422008-07-21T15:24:00.000+01:002008-07-21T15:24:00.000+01:00Wow, it's nice to wake up laughing! These are GRE...Wow, it's nice to wake up laughing! These are GREAT. And I'll <I>always</I> make an exception for a fedora.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13615190390845433428noreply@blogger.com