Anyone who’s read my stories knows I have a definite thing for a jobber being humiliated in front of girls. I know not everyone’s into that, but this is for the women who might have read any of my stuff and want to email. Would love to chat with you so here’s an open invite to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Would love to talk jobbers with you, what you like about it (the humiliation, seeing guys get beat up, what?), maybe some role-playing and also if I could bounce some ideas off you for possible future stories. So please, ladies, shoot me an email (or if you’re a guy who wants to pretend to be a woman just to mess with me, sure, although I’d prefer you pick up some other hobby. You’re more than welcome to email me; I chat with many fans, male fans. But if you write, just write as a dude).
Other site news plans: A post on Wrestling Jobber Trunks Hall of Fame. If there was a jobber hall of fame, and why isn’t there, whose trunks would be inducted (Red Tyler’s green ones, Tommy Angel’s white ones, etc.).
Another fictional story planned to. A shorter story. Something along the lines of Apt Pupil, the old Stephen King tale about a kid who stumbles upon an old Nazi who’s now his neighbor. Apt Jobber — kid obsessed with jobbers of the past thinks his neighbor was an old one (maybe Tommy Angel, Bob Emory, Trent Knight, etc.). The guy has tried to disavow his jobber past and denies, denies, denies. He’s lost some hair, gotten a bit fat. Says he’s a born again Christian, all that. But the kid’s persistent and eventually pisses off the old jobber…who shows the boy what it really means to be a piece of jobber meat. Like I said, probably a short story, maybe sort of dark too. But has potential, I think.