I finished writing ‘The Adventures of Bridget Gallagher’ about two and a half years after starting it; it’s fifty two episodes and nearly 139,000 words long, and concentrates on about six years of her life, from sixteen to twenty two, although there is some coverage of a wider time span.
I wanted to write some reflections on the process of writing such a long piece, both for myself, and for anyone else who might be interested. I don’t think I’ll write such a lengthy thing again, although I swore I’d never do another marathon after my first, and I’ve done three! Having said that, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing it, it’s just that it’s been such an epic undertaking.
For a long time I’ve wanted to write a spanking ‘coming of age story’, set in the times of my own youth, the seventies and early eighties. I wanted to write about how someone with a spanking fetish in those days experienced it, processed it and lived with it. I wanted to capture something of the inner life of a spanko in the days before the internet.
These days you can discover that spanking is a relatively widespread sexual kink or fetish in about five seconds, and in no more than a few hours can see more spanking pictures and read more spanking erotica than we got to see in years! We literally didn’t know if we were the only one with this thing, or if there might even be a few hundred others around the world.
This gave great weight and resonance to the things we did see and discover, from comics to TV shows and films, taking in newspaper stories and real life experiences on the way. I think we all went to our local library and looked up ‘spanking’ in the dictionary, and it never failed to be a deep thrill to see the word in print.
Although it felt like a hidden, shameful thing, there was in fact lots of bottom whacking going on, in schools and families, it was just that there was no acknowledgment of its sexual dimension. Looking back, that’s one reason why caning and slippering was able to carry on for so long, since recognising that for some it’s a fetish challenges the whole ethos of physical discipline.
I wanted to realistically capture the process of someone recognising their fetish and coming to terms with it, while they’re also trying to find people to share it with. It was important to me to show this as a complicated and sometimes difficult process, rather than a simple light bulb moment. Of course, I also wanted there to be lots of entertaining and stimulating spanking going on!
I decided to write it about a young woman, mostly because that interested me most, and to write it in the first person. I thought that gave the greatest scope for getting her thoughts and feelings right, although it also meant I had to work hard to get her voice, and then sustain and develop it. I’ve been lucky enough to have had enduring relationships with women with a spanking kink or fetish, and that helped a lot in trying to make Bridget real.
Most of all I wanted her to be brave, thoughtful and beautiful, with her long red hair, eyes afire and chin stuck out, as she finds her way in the world; I fell in love with her, of course and I think that helped a lot, I lived with her a lot, away from the times I gave her voice,
I also tried to make her a woman of her times; she’s very bright, working class, left wing and feminist in the seventies, taking advantage of the opportunities for remaking herself through education that blossomed then. She thinks a lot too, so she’s prone to philosophical asides and deep pondering about her fetish, and inevitably struggles to make sense of some of the apparent contradictions.
One thing that I was determined to cover was how important spanking porn/erotica was for people discovering and exploring this fetish; its liberating aspects, if you like. I also tried to give a picture of that largely amateur/enthusiast world, its economics and technology, which has gone for good!
Sadly, I have to tell you that Bridget doesn’t exist, but is an amalgam of aspects of real people’s characters and behaviours, plus a dash of my own yearnings! Similarly a lot of her spanking experiences are made up, although quite a few aren’t! I’ve tried to make her adventures plausible, even if some are less likely than others; in the end I think it’s the extent of her experiences that’s unlikely, rather than any particular scenario.
I had the basic plot from the start, I didn’t want to just jump in and see where it went. I won’t give any developments away here but everything significant that happened was in my head before I began. I needed that framework to help me avoid just writing repetitive spanking scenes that can become tedious; there are a few places where I swerved sharply sway from the common plots of our genre.
However, it ended up being about 60% longer than I planned, because the world and characters I’d created demanded more space. For example, Bridget’s holiday in Lyme Regis was going to be only one episode, and yet when I began to write it that was clearly impossible! These are the times when the story writes itself, and you just have to keep up.
So, what were the difficulties? There were certainly times when I got tired of it, and couldn’t find the energy to carry on, and thought about giving up. Well, I really don’t like giving up, so that thought didn’t lead anywhere, but its like mile eighteen of a marathon, ‘why am I doing this?’ You have to answer as best you can, but for me it’s that I said I would, and people are expecting it.
I did write two other ‘coming of age’ stories in some of the lulls, ‘The Triangle’ and ‘Nancy’, and they were certainly aided by all my thinking about such stuff that ‘Bridget’ called for.
The dwindling number of views and comments didn’t help either; I can’t exaggerate their importance in encouraging me to keep going, and in trying to meet the standards I’d set myself. So, when an episode gets two comments and fifty views, it’s discouraging! Fortunately those two or three comments were supportive and insightful, so it felt that it wasn’t some crazy task I’d set myself that no one cared about.
I used the forum to try to drum up readers and that worked, and helped me to get the energy to finish.
The struggle at the end was to let the story live and breathe, and not to rush to the conclusion, just because I could see it. Any ending has a arbitrary side to it, it’s just a point of punctuation really, so I enjoyed sketching adventures I’ll never write, as she reviews her life.
I’ve been writing shorter things since, and really enjoying getting quickly from conception to conclusion, and getting more readers and more comments, and I’m planning writing more, perhaps seeing just how short they could be!
I’m still deeply in love with Bridget, though… |