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allichaton*sigh* Okay, Mom doesn't get to read my writing.
I've been home for less than 24 hours. When I was on the computer last night, Mom was making snarky comments about the artwork that I had on my desktop--it's fantasy artwork by Luis Royo, and it tends to be explicit. Nana had a few reactions of shock.
Throughout the day today, I've been distracted, hanging with the family, so my screensaver has been on pretty frequently. It's set to shuffle through all the Royo art that I have on my computer. My aunt Michelle and uncle Pete are visiting for Thanksgiving, and they've all been making comments about the art, joking about me having "softcore porn" on my computer, etc. The jokes have gone on all bloody day about me having porn on my computer. I decided to stop being annoyed about it, and just smiled when they kept making the comments, and let the comments go. Didn't let 'em bother me. Well, tried not to let them bother me. It's hard not to be upset when your family is mocking your taste in art.
I came out of the bathroom a little while ago, and Mom had closed my laptop. (She's damn lucky it was plugged into outlet power, otherwise it would have turned off, and I'd have gone homicidal.) When she saw me, she said, "We find this offensive. We don't want to look at it."
Well excuse the HELL out of me! It's not like I was forcing everyone to stare at my screensaver. My computer was out, because I've been using it, but it's not like I was projecting the images across the living room wall. No one forced them to bloody look at the pictures, and dammit, people have been making comments about the content of the art all day. It's not like they didn't KNOW what kind of images they would see if they looked at my screen.
And if she's offended by the Royo artwork...most of it is pretty tame. She's going to have a stroke over my erotica writing. So...she doesn't get to read it. I write what I love, because I love it, and because I want to share it with others who feel similarly. If she doesn't, that's fine. She doesn't get to read it. End of story.
*scowls and stalks off, fuming*
I've been home for less than 24 hours. When I was on the computer last night, Mom was making snarky comments about the artwork that I had on my desktop--it's fantasy artwork by Luis Royo, and it tends to be explicit. Nana had a few reactions of shock.
Throughout the day today, I've been distracted, hanging with the family, so my screensaver has been on pretty frequently. It's set to shuffle through all the Royo art that I have on my computer. My aunt Michelle and uncle Pete are visiting for Thanksgiving, and they've all been making comments about the art, joking about me having "softcore porn" on my computer, etc. The jokes have gone on all bloody day about me having porn on my computer. I decided to stop being annoyed about it, and just smiled when they kept making the comments, and let the comments go. Didn't let 'em bother me. Well, tried not to let them bother me. It's hard not to be upset when your family is mocking your taste in art.
I came out of the bathroom a little while ago, and Mom had closed my laptop. (She's damn lucky it was plugged into outlet power, otherwise it would have turned off, and I'd have gone homicidal.) When she saw me, she said, "We find this offensive. We don't want to look at it."
Well excuse the HELL out of me! It's not like I was forcing everyone to stare at my screensaver. My computer was out, because I've been using it, but it's not like I was projecting the images across the living room wall. No one forced them to bloody look at the pictures, and dammit, people have been making comments about the content of the art all day. It's not like they didn't KNOW what kind of images they would see if they looked at my screen.
And if she's offended by the Royo artwork...most of it is pretty tame. She's going to have a stroke over my erotica writing. So...she doesn't get to read it. I write what I love, because I love it, and because I want to share it with others who feel similarly. If she doesn't, that's fine. She doesn't get to read it. End of story.
*scowls and stalks off, fuming*
