Admiral’s Log
Updates, recommendations, Q & A, etc.


Our life blood:
Content creators, like most people, crave validation. Your feedback is an integral part of what keeps us going—writing, creating, perfecting, presenting.

Good, bad or indifferent; a single word or a novella; I will never reject your feedback. ‘Too short’ doesn’t exist. ‘Too long’ doesn’t exist. ‘Too critical’ doesn’t exist. ‘Too effusive’ doesn’t exist.

I’ll take it all, with appreciation— even if I roast you for it. Just a little. πŸ˜ˆ


Since you asked …
I’ve had my Hotmail (legacy) account for decades now, and would only recommend its use for correspondence if you exercise extreme care. For that, I use ProtonMail, which I’ve had for a few months.

Do I trust ProtonMail? It’s probably too soon to ‘trust’, for me. That said, I took the plunge, given that the company and its servers are in Switzerland and its management claims to have zero access to our data.

This also means zero data recovery if you ever forget your password.


Adventures in (lack of) email:
Authors of many of the stories available at ASSTR are understandably nervous about sending and receiving emails. The obvious problem, of course, is shutting ourselves off from our readers or fellow authors—and this is especially true when the website is inaccessible for any reason.

I can only offer my own example. I maintain my legacy account, where I receive feedback via Formspree (which I employed after ASSTR’s own formmail system went down). Defeating locators is easy enough, but a bit of a pain, so I use a separate account for correspondence.

This way, I choose how to interact, and any private information stays that way.

Any author who wants to copy my html to set up their own formmail is welcome; remember to use your own email address and Author ID.


They’re ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-ack!
As of 01 October, the main areas of ASSTR are back. The authors’ login is still down, but we remain able to upload via FTP.

We can only hope at this point that the restoration is something resembling permanent.


Still nothing:
The main areas of ASSTR are still loading as blank pages. Site administration has been completely silent, near as I can find. Authors’ individual sites are working, and I am seeing their updates when they happen.

Story update:
I’m about half done with my newest story, tentatively entitled Empathy. Since real life also has me busy, I’m afraid I cannot offer anything more specific just yet.


Q & A:
(General comments): “Why ‘Admiral Cartwright’?”
Ooh—good question! I’ve included the answer in my biography of sorts, here.


Not ‘down’, exactly:
Several pages in the main area of ASSTR (e.g., Main Page, Authors, Site Map) are functional in terms of connection, but are loading as blank pages. I see no indication as of 23:20 UTC that this is being addressed.

Meantime, I’ve checked numerous authors’ individual sites, and all are working properly.

Using FTP:
Several of my fellow authors have emailed me, asking how I’m uploading files while web-based uploads are nonfunctional. Since using an FTP client may be new to some of you, Chase Shivers has been kind enough to include a tutorial. Like Chase, I use FileZilla; other FTP clients will have a similar interface.

To state the obvious, I also use a VPN.


Felicity: this short piece flowed from an idea that didn’t fit the context of a much longer story that’s still in progress. Enjoy!


To Rey, et al.:
My thanks for your continued hard work to keep ASSTR up and running for authors and readers alike. We appreciate it more than you may ever know.

Adventures in email, part two:
Re Nine for Eleven (reproduced verbatim):

“Lovely story, I like my mother was a full fledge women at eleven, 36FFF, and still growing and topped out at 44HHHHH. Mother had had me when she was fourteen and was worried that I would wind up like her and put on the pill. She taught me that men loved girls that gave good blow-jobs and loved being fucked in the ass so she started with her dildos opening my ass so as not to hurt and learning how to deep throat any size cock. As time went on I got to train on the men she brought to fuck her. I had a hard time finding a white man to make me happy so mother put an ad in an underground paper and we found a black man with many friends. I have given birth to his son and eleven daughters to each of his friends. Mother also has enjoyed his friends and when I married him at nineteen she went off her pills like I did. We had several daughter together.”

Well. That was … fascinating. πŸ€”πŸ˜œ


Real life has my full attention for the moment. I have written about one quarter of one story, and the intro to another; both are going to be sitting idle for a while. I’ll keep y’all posted.


Adventures in email:
Recent feedback: “Stop reposting your fucking stories over and over and over, you asshole.”

Okay, you self-important cunt—I’ll just repost my fucking stories over and over. πŸ˜œ


To GP:
Most of us use a good VPN.

And, for the record, I did not request a demotion … πŸ€ͺ

I currently have two stories in the works, though neither is anywhere near ready for public consumption. (I’ll let y’all know.) One of them is quite dark, for me.


Oh, blank!
One author who was kind enough to link to my recommendations page wrote, “I’m a little afraid you’ll never come back to my site, but whatever pleases my readers is for the best.”

That’s what target="_blank" in your <a> is for.

May you forever have blank in your a😏


‘Can’t thank you enough’, part three:
Authors write for many reasons: to create something that wasn’t there before. To see an idea become a thing. To scratch a reader’s itch. To scratch our own itch. To get feedback—which, let’s be honest, is validation that we done good.

As wonderful as your response to my efforts has been, there is perhaps no higher honor than to hear from another author that you helped inspire them to share their efforts, too.

Thank you, Renpet—and keep up the good work.

‘Can’t thank you enough’, part four:
Perusing the recent uploads, I caught this little gem from Georgie Porgie:

“If you like my nice stories, but not the nasty ones, [Admiral Cartwright]’s stories are just what you’re looking for. The only reason I hadn’t added a link to his site sooner is that one does not lightly presume to link to a god.”

Wow—first: holy fuck, thank you! Second: I’m just a lowly admiral, and even that’s fake. Third: I refer you to the very famous “CLAPTON IS GOD” poster. πŸ€ͺ

Meantime, I just noticed I hadn’t linked to your site; that has been rectified.

Hilo Blow. Enjoy!


Thank you, LSR. You guys rock! πŸ‘πŸ»


‘Can’t thank you enough’, part one:
Many readers have honored me and my work with their feedback—“the best I’ve ever read”, or “a masterpiece of erotic fiction”, or some such. One went straight to, “You are the greatest writer of our tiny little planet.” Hyperbole, definitely; an honor, absolutely.

This week brought my favorite response, ever, from an anonymous reader who made a “strictly tangential” observation: “that you ‘bothered’ to employ ‘Independence Day’ to name the holiday speaks to your character. You see the storm, and know it is much closer than the horizon.” (Good Things Cum)

I’ve always been detail-oriented, occasionally throwing in little tidbits that (I hope) blend into the narrative while adding that speck of realism, or humanity, or whatever else seems to fit the moment. It’s immensely gratifying to see their effect.

‘Can’t thank you enough’, part two:
To LSR for the shout-out. I’m so eagle-eyed, in fact, that I noticed my name doesn’t link to my page. What the fuck, people … πŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺ

Story recommendations:
The Girl On the Train by Tempest. A most enjoyable quickie.

Movie Night (part 1, “may or may not be end of story”) by Dayvid Notellin. Three words: hot. As. Fuck.


A reader offered a bit of constructive criticism with respect to Double Take: there were some passages in which he had to backtrack a line or three to be certain which character was speaking. I’ve made some fixes to address that.

Q & A:
(General comments): “Have you thought about doing some Asian girl stories? I love those.”
I have indeed. Check out Missy.

(Missy): “Maybe a new series with Missy’s kids?”
The protagonist is ‘fixed’. Of course, that can be fixed …


I’ve noticed that some authors tend to engage better with their readers if they offer something a bit more interactive than merely posting feedback.

So, just for the fun of it, I’m going to try keeping a log on this page to answer your questions and provide any updates.

I recently extended the final passages of Nine for Eleven. I felt as if I had rushed the ending, but a new encounter here was illogical. A new POV, on the other hand, was perfect.

Q & A:
(Missy): “You care for these girls?”
The story is 100% fiction; instead, we would have to assume it to be true for any response to be meaningful. That said, were I the protagonist in a hypothetical such situation then, yes, I would.

(Good Things Cum): “Are you going to keep writing?”
As inspiration strikes.