Mar 16, 2007 10:31
Who knew? Yeah, yeah, I never post in this one. The problem is, my friends on livejournal really have very little in common with me. It's my own fault, I know.
Anyway, I started a sex blog a few weeks ago to fit some of my many sexual deviances. It's doing quite well! At least Yahoo 360 has a pageview counter so that you can tell if peeps have peeked at your page lately.
I'm writing a story for my sex blog. It's about a young man who begins a sexual journey. It's not bad! I've always had a touch for words. I should mirror it here ^_^ I'll bet it would trim my friends list a bit. It's very explicit. But just the fact that I'm updating it frequently (at least twice a week) will earn me more viewers as time goes on.
I've never written sex stories before. I should have done it ages ago. It is art, even if you're supposed to read it one-handed. I hate to say it, but even sex can be art. How so? Because it has a message! It's telling you something! It wants to tell you about the person who wrote the story, it wants to tell you about yourself.
Some people have very little to say about the subject of sex, it's true. Vanilla people just say the same thing over and over again. But others, like me, have SO much to say, so much to tell you. And of course my sex blog is a part of that, an expression of an emotion, an interest, a sensation. And that's art, right there. Just because it's in the service of pleasure doesn't make it any less.