So, I was reading Cosmo the other day. That’s true. So, there was an article about how to make your dreams work for you. The gist of it was that your dreams are the time of day during which your brain can creatively solve problems that afflict your waking hours. It seeks creative answers, whichContinue reading “Bataille: Story of the Eye, “A Sunspot””
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Boccaccio: Second Day, Story 1
Waking up at noon (or later) on a Sunday does have its pitfalls when one needs to be in bed at a reasonable hour, have daytime fun, and yet finish a long list of chores…reading and writing being one of my chores. The story is cute, I read it quickly, I can’t find any imagesContinue reading “Boccaccio: Second Day, Story 1”
Bataille, Story of the Eye, “Marcelle’s Smell,” or farewell, totemism!
What it’s come down to is that I’ve lost all interest in the World of Sex, except from a purely critical perspective. If you can’t reach me by phone, find me in the backyard digging my own grave. So, yeah, the “Sex Books” designation is gone, because let’s just say I’ve given up on tryingContinue reading “Bataille, Story of the Eye, “Marcelle’s Smell,” or farewell, totemism!”
Boccaccio, First Day, Story 10
Boccaccio dives into one of those eternal questions: why do women prefer douchebags?
Sex Books, Day 3: Bataille, Story of the Eye, “The Antique Wardrobe”
Indeed, I use an asterisk for assholes, and a coffeebean for vaginas. The first thing one realizes is that this is a very difficult section of the body to draw. The geography is simply confounding.
Boccaccio: First Day, Stories 6, 7 & 8
So, if you’ve been keeping track, none of the erotica has gotten out my ya-yas, so while choking down a warm homemade sidecar and waiting for the Draino to work its magic in the tub (that’s right, it’s Friday night, bitches)…it’s back to Boccaccio, which I just leave open on the table for moments likeContinue reading “Boccaccio: First Day, Stories 6, 7 & 8”
Sex Books, Day 2: Venus in Furs, and Delta of Venus.
Tonight we continue with two more books, Nin’s Delta of Venus, and Sachar-Masoch’s Venus in Furs. Prepare for a miserable and old-fashioned discussion of the sexes. Apologies in advance. Venus in Furs Venus in Furs leads us immediately to a comparison between it and The Story of O, the main difference initially being that ofContinue reading “Sex Books, Day 2: Venus in Furs, and Delta of Venus.”
Sex Books, Day 1: The Story of the Eye & The Story of O
And so we begin by speaking of love. The tamest, most secret longings our hearts felt in grade school. We stray at some point, a million stories left untold. But, we reach today, when our fresh stories are more interesting to us than our stale ones. And then what? You get involved in stories of loveContinue reading “Sex Books, Day 1: The Story of the Eye & The Story of O”
Boccaccio, First Day, Story Five
Note: this entry had a photo of hens on it, but I was getting DOZENS of visits every single day from Pakistan from people looking for photos of hens. I just couldn’t handle it anymore. I don’t know why Pakistanis are so interested in looking at photos of hens, and perhaps I’ll never know, butContinue reading “Boccaccio, First Day, Story Five”
Boccaccio, First Day, Story Four
NOT FOR CHILDREN, SO TURN AWAY, YOUNG COUSINS. I’m feeling unhappy. I don’t like going to sleep unhappy. So I reached for ol’ Boccaccio with the hope that one of his stories would make me laugh. It did. Because I like crude things. I love when history reaches forward to remind us that nothing hasContinue reading “Boccaccio, First Day, Story Four”
arts & fetters 