Today’s Sinful Sunday pays tribute to last weekend’s adventures at Eroticon. You see, the London-based sex writing conference definitely is better when you come, and I’m not quite ready to let go of the endorphin high it left me with quite yet.
It’s not a clever photograph; it doesn’t explore what society sees as sinful; and it’s not a photo of my arse looking spectacular. But it’s a photo makes me smile every time I look at it, in the same way that I smile every time I look at the physical reminders that I spent a weekend being completely myself. Being surrounded by sex bloggers, journalists and other sex-positive folks is an incredible experience, and I’ve come away with so much enthusiasm to write more, create more, and change the world.
I think the words on the Eroticon mugs – which yes, I have three of, even though I’ve only attended the conference twice – are also very inspiring:
No one does what you do quite like you.
Your words can change the world.
#Eroticon… it’s better when you come
Quinn Rhodes (he/him) is a queer, trans, disabled sex writer with vaginismus. He’s a slut and a sex nerd who writes about his adventures in trying to fuck without fucking up. Quinn can usually be found wearing stomp-on-the-patriarchy boots while falling in love every time he fucks.