I'm not much of a GQ fan. Frankly, the only reason I read the current issue was because the local barbershop had it out. I'm glad I picked it up though.
Bruno Maddox wrote an article that could almost be a kind of manifesto for the folks here at Lit. Maddox laments how video pornography has become so readily available online that an entire generation is missing out on written erotica and the imagination and creativity it has to offer.
I've toyed with the idea of sending Maddox a short note to say that Lit. is over here tending the sacred flame against the darkness of gonzo porn.
What do you guys think?
-PF
P.S. And because now I can't get this stupid image out of my head, I'll share it with y'all as a form of self-exorcism.
A huddled mass of gray-robed Literoticans gathered on a little stone bridge in the depths of MiddleEarth staring into the darkness and they speak with one choral voice:
"We are servants of the Secret Fire, wielders of the true flame of Passion. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of PornTube. You cannot pass!!!"
Or, uh, something.
Bruno Maddox wrote an article that could almost be a kind of manifesto for the folks here at Lit. Maddox laments how video pornography has become so readily available online that an entire generation is missing out on written erotica and the imagination and creativity it has to offer.
I've toyed with the idea of sending Maddox a short note to say that Lit. is over here tending the sacred flame against the darkness of gonzo porn.
What do you guys think?
-PF
P.S. And because now I can't get this stupid image out of my head, I'll share it with y'all as a form of self-exorcism.
A huddled mass of gray-robed Literoticans gathered on a little stone bridge in the depths of MiddleEarth staring into the darkness and they speak with one choral voice:
"We are servants of the Secret Fire, wielders of the true flame of Passion. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of PornTube. You cannot pass!!!"
Or, uh, something.