kalpurna

Aaagh! It is officially a fact: I am constitutionally incapable of keeping secrets about my personal life. Not only do, like, random people at school know I'm a slasher (and not just some random people! At least TWENTY random people!), but I have just outed myself TO MY PARENTS.

*breathes heavily*

It's just... we started talking about Brokeback Mountain, and one thing led to another, and then there was this conversation:

Me: Actually, there's a huge group of women online who do pretty much the same thing as Annie Proulx. Except, with characters from TV shows and stuff. It's called slash fiction. (paraphrasing here...)

My Parents' Gay Friend: Really? So these are straight women? That's fascinating.

Dad: So, now we know what you're doing on your computer all the time!

Me (lying): Uh, it's not ALL the time...

Mom: Have you written this stuff yourself?

Me: Uh, I...

Mom: You totally have! I can tell!

My Parents, plus Gay Friend, in unison: Can we read it?

Me: OMG NO.


Ok, so it's not the end of the world. My parents are pretty cool. But! I still do not need them to know about my porn! WTF, mouth? What was that about?