• mountain climb goal

    My Three Goals as a Writer

    I want to be a writer, as you can see from the one thousand plus posts I’ve put up. But I also like to make money, which is why I’m not a capital-“A” author yet. There are only so many hours in the day. So for now, writing is a fun thing until I hit that publishing lottery and get something in print. But there are other ways to get a steady job in the printed word. I’m too introverted for journalism (except as a columnist or editorial writer) and I’m not fast enough for freelancing. But there are some fun things I’d like to do. Here are three. I…

  • this kid is not enthusiastic

    Unenthusiastic is Hard to Type

    It’s still hard to stay enthusiastic about writing.  I’m still writing, so it’s not like I stopped.  But what I’m writing now doesn’t require me to bring my “A game”.  It’s fan fiction, so it’s nice to write with no pressure.  But I haven’t sold a short story since (goes to look up answer) since July 2014.  A whole year and nothing.  Did the market change and no one told me?  My acceptance rate is down to 3.3%.  Guess I had my peak year. I haven’t written any new short stories in quite some time either, so maybe that’s part of it.  I’ve been trying to write them, believe me,…

  • sex button keyboard

    My Top Five Favorite Porn Stars: Internet Edition (A.K.A. The New Guard)

    I divide my porn actresses into two eras because finally being bold enough to use porn from the Internet (not to mention having a computer strong enough) meant a transition.  Now I was holding a mouse in one hand instead of the remote. Instead of getting up, putting in a videotape, playing it, then taking out and hiding it again, there were files to bury in obscure directories. I had to learn how to masturbate vertically instead of horizontally. It’s so hard to have an identity in porn these days, especially on the Internet. Not only do you have archives of the past to draw upon, every other scene out…

  • VHS Poster

    My Top Five Favorite Porn Stars: VHS Edition (A.K.A. The Old School)

    You’d never know it to meet me, but I’ve always been fascinated by the sex industry. Strippers, prostitutes, toy makers, hire-able dominatrices. But I only observe from a distance. I’m sure I’d fall into a quivering bowl of jelly if any of those assertive women approached me. In 1996 (thereabouts), my dad got a “black box“. This was when cable was pretty basic — PPV was the best it had. No On Demand or music channels. What I would do is wait until I was sure my dad had gone to bed. And this happened rarely because my dad always fell asleep on the couch with the light on, watching…