Below is a tour of a dejected, spiteful pervert’s thoughts on a cold Valentine’s Day: Somewhere not more than a block or two from me is a young couple spending the day adoring one another and taking turns making the other feel desired and loved. Good for them. I’d like to collapse their skulls with … More What a Lonesome Pervert Thinks on 2/14
Before I get started, I’ll acknowledge that everything I’m about to say might be an exercise in rationalization. With that clear, I’ll continue. I think age is teaching me who I’ve always been. All along, I’ve felt much of what the world offers isn’t for me. Perhaps the better way of phrasing that would be … More Sex Without The Burden Of Others
I’m not the only one who has found parallels between writing and dating. Moreover, I’m not the only who has found such parallels disquieting and disheartening. These parallels might be most apparent to people like me who struggle in both arenas. Failing in one pursuit has prepared me for coping with frustrations of the other. … More Writing and Dating
Before I decided to try my hand at writing erotic fiction, I hadn’t realized just how many people had decided to do the same. Sure, I investigated the market. I tried to get a sense of what others were writing and (more importantly) reading. My investigation told me the market was vast, which I expected. … More So Damn Many People Write Erotica
I made a Twitter account to promote my writing. Doing this made me slightly ill, but I got over myself and went through with it. After months of tweeting and following, I’ve managed just a few hundred followers. I suppose I’m not particularly interesting. Most of those who follow me follow hundreds of other accounts, … More If Only I Was A Hot Teenage Girl
This blog will host my erotic short stories. I don’t get laid and don’t like reading erotica, so you know these stories will be choice. It also will be home to my musings about sexual frustration and the sex industry. I suspect the longer the blog exists, the more depressing it will become.