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I have just posted a new story, titled Regina. I expected the scores to be low, and they have been. The format of this story is somewhat experimental and was suggested by the style of Donald Barthelme, whose stories I am currently re-reading. Barthelme wrote for the New Yorker decades ago, and he used to get low scores, too. Many readers canceled their subscriptions after "Snow White" appeared in the magazine. So I guess I'm being true to form.
Why, oh why, do guys think their cranks are more interesting than they actually are? English has more ways to say "penis" than anything else in the universe. That's the point of my new verse, On The Naming of Dicks. Between getting the words right, correcting typos, and fixing the formatting, I've had to repost the thing about seven times, but it's finally the way I want it.
This one is called Outcall Only, and I don't want to give to much away. I wrote it for the Erotic Literary Salon, where I intend to read it this evening, and I therefore kept it short. It can be read in five minutes.
Today I've posted a new story with another alliterative 1960s-style pulp porn title -- Slutty Summer Secrets. A teenage girl, who shall be nameless, and her Mom, who shall also be nameless, head down the shore for vacation with her Mom's new squeeze, who shall be named Alvin. Merriment ensues.
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