using a .xxx domain for your blog

by Parker Dupris

or, alternatively: “Fuck ’em is not a winning business plan.”

When I started writing erotica, I purchased parkerdupris.xxx for the low low price of $99.Most domains you and I will ever buy are usually between $8-$12 USD.

Yes. I know.

They’re all that expensive, all the .xxx domains, so I didn’t get hosed. Well, not any more than anyone else who bought one. Mostly I thought it was kind of appropriate. I could see it on the business cards I’d hand out at writer conferences, shibari workshops, and the local supermarket when I was going for shock value. Me? Yes, I’m a writer. Acutally, I write erotica… would you care for one of my sweet cards? You’ll notice the domain is ‘.xxx‘  Pretty clever, eh? Get it? Erotica?

Um, yea.

It’d look good on a business card. Or at least it would when I got them printed up. But then I started to think about it. Who’d go to a .xxx domain? Certainly there’s some group of people who download erotica from Amazon and Barnes & Noble that would have no problem doing this. And the others…? Well, fuck ’em. Figuratively speaking, of course. If they couldn’t be troubled to type in those letters, they’d just have to go without my blog.

I’d jumped through all the hoops of getting a .xxx domain name ( believe me, there are many ), mapped that domain to my blog, and waited for all the IP dominoes to fall into place. After that finally happened, the first time I tried to update my blog from my the comfort of my day job I got a handy warning from my employer’s corporate firewall: “You are about to resolve a .xxx domain; is this your intention?”

Hmmmm.

I looked around my studio space, inside the physical and network walls of a very conservative fortune 50 company, and waited for some wound-up system administrator to jump out from defilade, point accusingly at me, and yell “A ha!

A ha indeed.

Then I thought a moment. Anyone else would have the same crisis of faith ( with or without the handy warning ) when they realized they were about to type “.xxx” into their browser. Husbands, wardens, managers, pastors, parents, corporate types who point and shout “a ha!”, and other gatekeeprs would use fear to keep normal, smut-seeking people from coming to my blog.

That’s not too cool. Maybe “Fuck ’em” is not a winning business plan after all. So, I changed domain maps. More hoops, more dominoes, and made the primary domain here “parkerdupris.com“. Nice and normal, who’d be leery of a normal-sounding little ole .com? Maybe there’ll be a time when my pen name is synonymous with smut alluring erotica all over the world, but for now people will be able to browse here and not raise any sort of suspicion. Or alarm.

Gotta think about the people you’re trying to appeal to. can they access your stuff? Do you do everything you can to make it easy for people to find and read what you put up? Of course parkerdupris.xxx will still work, and when I get the bizcards printed up, I’ll leave that address on them.

Because, you know, it’s clever. Really.

heh.