Why the pen name? Why the whole establishment of an entirely separate entity? Why isn’t the ebook’s author visible?
Does Reveries (http://www.amazon.com/Reveries-ebook/dp/B004H8G1KO/) embarrass me? Am I ashamed of publishing so much sexual detail?
Those were questions from the clique to whom I devulged my nom de porn and output.
The wise guy response: Hey. Why so many questions?
But it was good to have friends challenge me. What better preparation exists for the inevitable tight-assed abstainers, the righteous who advertise their piety instead of demonstrate virtue, and the extreme hardcore types who wonder whether procreative relations are necessary sinning?
Recently, a collar of New York City clerics and laity convened a press conference. They decried the high number of abortions within the five boroughs. Looking upon the clammy assemblage, I noticed a paucity of women. Mostly men complained about a condition unique to the second sex. Sincere as every male in that room could’ve sworn himself, not a one had first-hand knowledge regarding menstruation, ovulation or gestation.
Especially the ones who’d taken celibacy vows. A-hem, instead of amen. Continue reading Behind the Curtain