Archive for July, 2008
I collect rare books in three or four subject areas, and one of them is sexually graphic texts and prints. From the 17th, 18th, and 19th centuries. And early sexological texts.
I’ve started to get interested in cheap paperbacks from the 40’s, 50’s, and 60’s with sex-specific themes, and right now I’m reading a book [...]
pretty great things.
For me, it’s been a decent week. A reasonably productive, increasingly optimistic, satisfying and pleasant week. Things continue to be beautiful with Gabriel. I have no idea what to do with my sexual protégé, though I’m set to share drinks with her when I get back from the UK (I’m rushing in and out [...]
sexual protégé.
How do you write about sex that’s neither flawed nor complicated?
Sex with Gabriel is perfect. I feel absolutely comfortable – he’s forever hard and I’m forever wet and there are no hang ups, no mood swings, no neuroses. It’s seamless, uncomplicated and nice. I don’t know how to write about that.
I’m working [...]
double lives.
The other night, Gabriel made a comment about my “secret life.”
“What secret life?” I said.
I felt like I’d been so transparent with him that it hit me hard when he said it. Especially since I’ve been hearing this a lot, that there’s a lot I don’t reveal about myself, that I’m restrained, or evasive, [...]
art porn.
I used to write under my whore name for a short-lived collective of high-priced courtesans and among my notes was a blurb on etymology, specifically my dorklust for the history and transformation of words. That short post on etymology resulted in many gifts from clients, mostly old etymological dictionaries. It’s appropriate that I’ve just [...]
los angeles.
I’m in Los Angeles with Kasia. Our space here is great and from our balcony the city is a shimmery, liquid mass. New York glitters at night. LA shimmers.
Kasia shimmers, too. She knows how to dress for LA, but me, I’m wearing black. Again.
We’ve been brainstorming with a likeminded friend; [...]


