It’s a Woman’s World is fiction, but the world it represents and is a part of is not fictional at all. The posts in this section reflect some of my thinking and research into these topics.
It’s a Woman’s World is fiction. It’s completely made up. But it could be true, as extreme as it is.
To recap a little bit, let me remind you that the story is set in Suburbia, U.S.A. Peter Sartorius and his wife Christine live in a nondescript house. They have credit cards that carry a balance, and they don’t have many intimate friends. They don’t go to clubs or have outside commitments to speak of, so they are insular. Peter is distant from his family, and Christine’s family is never mentioned. Peter and Christine have each other, and that’s getting problematic at the beginning of the story. Peter’s been out of work.
Peter’s highly skilled, well-trained, and a life-long person of medium achievement, but he lost his job in a downsizing and, as a person over forty, has been struggling to get another one. It’s been months, and things have gotten strained. Christine finds him a job prospect in an unlikely place: “A Woman’s World, Inc.”
Despite his misgivings, Peter goes and is immediately faced with difficult choices, which, like most people faced with such a situation, he makes without knowing the long-term consequences. To keep reading, click here.
I am completing A Woman’s World, Part 3, and this is an excerpt from it – not intended for those under 18. Comments are welcome, and please understand that the portion contained is not necessarily ready for final publication!
1 – Back to Work
Peter sat in his car in the parking lot at A Woman’s World, Inc. He had mostly wanted to come back – anything to escape the drudgery of the housework he’d been doing at home for the past month. But he had mixed feelings about the staff and mission of A Woman’s World, Inc., and he feared what they might do to him.
The last month had been long, but it had been preceded by an even longer three weeks of “initial training,” as he and Christine had come to describe it, at AWWI. During that time he’d gone from a normal, distinctly masculine guy in search of a regular job in marketing, to a completely feminized servant to his wife. He’d gone from relative comfort and security at home to being subjected to arbitrary pain and punishment. To keep reading, click here.