Flutterby™! : Harriet Porber And The Bad Boy Parasaurolophus

So there's this pseudonymous extremely prolific author Chuck Tingle who became known for niche gay dinosaur erotica like "Space Raptor Butt Invasion". I aware of his work because it was the punchline to all sorts of Rule 34 internet culture jokes, but a few years ago there was an effort to disrupt the Hugo Awards by nominating one of his works. He promptly announced that he'd be honored if he won, and Zoe Quinn, one of the people most targeted by those who wanted to disrupt the award, would accept for him. And a bunch of us started taking the author of "My Billionaire Triceratops Craves Gay Ass" a little more seriously, and his commentary on various modern culture issues has kinda made him feel like Mr Rogers for grownups.

Anyway, I had never experienced a Tingler (as his books are known), but when he weighed in recently on the whole J.K. Rowling kerfluffle, I figured that the ebook of "Trans Wizard Harriet Porber And The Bad Boy Parasaurolophus: An Adult Romance Novel" would, at worst, be a few bucks tossed towards someone making the world a better place.

I am amused and entertained by the surrealism of anthropomorphic motorcycles and talking dinosaurs and self-aware passages like the following exchange:

“I’m sorry,” he suddenly blurts, noticing my appalled expression. “I’m just written this way.”

“What?” I question, confused.

“It’s a trope in romance,” the dinosaur continues to explain. “The more of an asshole I am in this part of the book, the better the payoff is when you change me later on.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I reply, shaking my head from side to side.

“It’s okay,” the parasaurolophus continues. “Just as long as it’s clear this is fiction. In the real world you should probably just break up with someone who acts like this, or even quit their class.”