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For those folks who don't know, every year a bunch of us pervs get together in not-so-sunny Tynemouth for a little get-together called

connotations, for which I have on a couple of occasions been encouraged to do a bad fic panel. Said panel, usually a delightful mix of appalling sex scenes and ultra-violet prose of other kinds (with the odd Paul McCartney/MarySue mpreg story thrown in), has been known to cause asthma attacks but has now been rendered superfluous by stuff what people wrote and got paid for.

First it was this post from

vandonovan with a delightful example of death-by-metaphor, now it's the good folks over at Dear Author sporking merrily away at the world's least sexy sex scenes.

Please note - neither of these links are work-safe! I take no responsibility for damage to computer screens, keyboards or nasal passages if food or drink is consumed while following these links.