Words are more erotic than pictures. Suggestions and hints are more erotic than commands. Though, of course, commands have their place in the erotoverse for sure.
Occasionally I write pornography for my own pleasure. I don't publish it. I don't typically keep it very long, but enjoy the process of doing it. I've occasionally shown the work to others, but not very often.
It's the sort of thing I do when I'm feeling discouraged about my other work. It's taught me some things about narrative.
I've been doing some of this sort of work this week. I'm almost done writing a piece. It's 35 pages long so far. I'm closing in on the end. I think it's beautiful but I'm not sure many people would agree.
There are a couple of passages I'm tempted to quote here, but I'm going to refrain.
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I once wrote a sex book of a more innovative sort called EXPOSURES. I had a publisher who'd agreed to take it on. I wound up withdrawing the manuscript, chickening out.
So it goes. I haven't always had sufficient courage to follow my desires.
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Friday, September 21, 2012
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