In search of a literate lover...

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Recent experience has given me a taste for married women who engage with the odd bit of literature. Have found sharing a good book is a great way to build mutual interest. It seems it IS better to have loved and lost after all...

That's not to say that I don't enjoy something more physically satisfying - it's just that I prefer to understand and admire a woman while making her scream like a cheerleader. I enjoy watching a woman light up when I express my sincere admiration of her. Ummm... okay, I'll admit it, being a complete nympho is definitely a plus and I have a predilection for women and girls who love to please their Daddy.

Hoping for a longer term attachment (yes, probably a bit unrealistic given where I am posting) and if it helps, I thoroughly enjoyed "The Sense Of An Ending".

I'm not expecting a flood of PMs but a few would be a nice confirmation that what I have had can be found again. I'll admit that my profile and posting history is a bit scant - here's hoping it serves to increase the sense of mystery surrounding this post (cocks an eyebrow). Oh, and by all means... if you aren't married please feel free to say hello anyway, especially if you're a retired pornstar studying for your Masters in English Literature.
 
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Interesting book club idea. :D
I am reading Cryptomonicon by Neal Stephenson. Ever read him? Do you like Science Fiction?
 
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May I?

May I plagiarize and take this post nearly word-for-word for myself?

Slight alterations: I am bi, I don't care if you are married, I'm in the Midwest U.S., and I'm knee-deep in The Gulag Archipelago (Vol. 1).

Thx in advance.
 
Interesting book club idea. :D
I am reading Cryptomonicon by Neal Stephenson. Ever read him? Do you like Science Fiction?

Dig Neal Stephenson big time since reading The Diamond Age - enjoyed the postcyberpunk neoVictorian thing. Have enjoyed his more recent stuff too, thought the Baroque cycle was fun but Reamde was not quite up to scratch (although I thought the idea of gameifying airport security cameras was startlingly cool, I was hoping for more of that kind of thing). Being in education I found the notion of "the primer" fascinating... completely at odds with the direction that school education worldwide has taken since the novel was written, although one could argue that his "everything old is new again" approach is echoed in the current global testing fetish.

I used to read a lot of sci fi - enjoyed a bit of space opera (thanks Iain M Banks) and will follow GG Martin through the remainder of the "Song" (despite an encyclopedic bloody cast).

But what I have been enjoying lately has been the sense of voice that some authors develop and also the cleverness of writing that keeps one suspended in thought after the novel ends, as if you're kept dancing after the music stops. It is as if the author has set a cunning trap, and having fallen into it all you can do is shake your head and smile in admiration.
 
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May I plagiarize and take this post nearly word-for-word for myself?

Slight alterations: I am bi, I don't care if you are married, I'm in the Midwest U.S., and I'm knee-deep in The Gulag Archipelago (Vol. 1).

Thx in advance.

It's the Internet. Plagiarism is de rigeur.
 
Well, the line about girls who want to please their Daddy was kind of a "gimme" on your gender if you ask me...:)

Any literate types who might be coming your way would probably pick up on that.

Good luck! :D
 
Here's wishing you weren't in Australia....:kiss:

And that you were...

Well, the line about girls who want to please their Daddy was kind of a "gimme" on your gender if you ask me...:)

Any literate types who might be coming your way would probably pick up on that.

Good luck! :D

Thanks for what is effectively a bump. Both to this thread and my ego.
 
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Recent experience has given me a taste for married women who engage with the odd bit of literature. Have found sharing a good book is a great way to build mutual interest. It seems it IS better to have loved and lost after all...

That's not to say that I don't enjoy something more physically satisfying - it's just that I prefer to understand and admire a woman while making her scream like a cheerleader. I enjoy watching a woman light up when I express my sincere admiration of her. Ummm... okay, I'll admit it, being a complete nympho is definitely a plus and I have a predilection for women and girls who love to please their Daddy.

Hoping for a longer term attachment (yes, probably a bit unrealistic given where I am posting) and if it helps, I thoroughly enjoyed "The Sense Of An Ending".

I'm not expecting a flood of PMs but a few would be a nice confirmation that what I have had can be found again. I'll admit that my profile and posting history is a bit scant - here's hoping it serves to increase the sense of mystery surrounding this post (cocks an eyebrow). Oh, and by all means... if you aren't married please feel free to say hello anyway, especially if you're a retired pornstar studying for your Masters in English Literature.

This is more of a "bump" than an application. I'm a terrible correspondent, so I'm not applying for the position, but I thought I would mention that being able to discuss literature is a huge turn on for me. Recently I've been thinking how much I would love for a man to read to me.

Carry on.
 
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Australia ... "Oceania" ...

Throw "literate" in there and I figured (before checking his profile) that he must live on Airstrip One, mebbe even London.

Ah, well ... Comrade, you got a Victory cigarette to spare?
 
oh....

This is more of a "bump" than an application. I'm a terrible correspondent, so I'm not applying for the position, but I thought I would mention that being able to discuss literature is a huge turn on for me. Recently I've been thinking how much I would love for a man to read to me, even if just over the phone.

Carry on.

Reading on the phone... that is majorly fucking hot. Stand by while I find a suitably ruffled business shirt and a pipe to dangle from the corner of a mouth kept busy with the second most erotic suggestion it's been involved in today.

Aural sex... by the book.

Any particular text you want to hear? So enjoyed that scene when that Baldwin made his move on dear old Lara Flynn Boyle with... The Brothers Karamazov. Judging from the responses thus far I am pretty sure there are women reading this who would question the future Mrs Jack Nicholson's decision to spurn his seemingly clumsy attempt at being something more of a cerebral sex god. (Even though she pretty much mowed him to the dirt on just about every other occassion).
 
Chin up, old boy...

Throw "literate" in there and I figured (before checking his profile) that he must live on Airstrip One, mebbe even London.

Ah, well ... Comrade, you got a Victory cigarette to spare?

Awfully decent of you to flatter a chap so. Looks like I've still a few sorties to fly here old boy and these bandits aren't going to shoot themselves down now are they?. Could definitely do with some help from a wingman who knows what's what.

*Tips cap*

Good hunting, my good fellow. See you in the officers mess later for a spot of tea and a honey crumpet.

*dons tiara*

I hereby declare this book club "open".
 
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Recent experience has given me a taste for married women who engage with the odd bit of literature. Have found sharing a good book is a great way to build mutual interest. It seems it IS better to have loved and lost after all...

That's not to say that I don't enjoy something more physically satisfying - it's just that I prefer to understand and admire a woman while making her scream like a cheerleader. I enjoy watching a woman light up when I express my sincere admiration of her. Ummm... okay, I'll admit it, being a complete nympho is definitely a plus and I have a predilection for women and girls who love to please their Daddy.

Hoping for a longer term attachment (yes, probably a bit unrealistic given where I am posting) and if it helps, I thoroughly enjoyed "The Sense Of An Ending".

I'm not expecting a flood of PMs but a few would be a nice confirmation that what I have had can be found again. I'll admit that my profile and posting history is a bit scant - here's hoping it serves to increase the sense of mystery surrounding this post (cocks an eyebrow). Oh, and by all means... if you aren't married please feel free to say hello anyway, especially if you're a retired pornstar studying for your Masters in English Literature.

May I just say that this personal is a major turn-on...
 
Things getting risky.

Awfully decent of you to flatter a chap so. Looks like I've still a few sorties to fly here old boy and these bandits aren't going to shoot themselves down now are they?. Could definitely do with some help from a wingman who knows what's what.

*Tips cap*

Good hunting, my good fellow. See you in the officers mess later for a spot of tea and a honey crumpet.

*dons tiara*

I hereby declare this book club "open".

Note I did not type "risque" in the subject line. "Risky" in that I am very close, perilously close, to pulling out my 1983 Methuen reprint (The Brand New Papperbok) of the original 1974 work, by, yes, you guessed rightly, that (seemingly) most-female-off-putting of troupes, Monty Python, and transcribing the airborne adventures of Biggles.

No end save victory!
 
Note I did not type "risque" in the subject line. "Risky" in that I am very close, perilously close, to pulling out my 1983 Methuen reprint (The Brand New Papperbok) of the original 1974 work, by, yes, you guessed rightly, that (seemingly) most-female-off-putting of troupes, Monty Python, and transcribing the airborne adventures of Biggles.

No end save victory!

Biggles and Python? Clearly secret weapons in the arsenal of the astute bisexual man on the make. Consider this straight boy on is guard!
 
I definitely enjoy reading the same book that my lover is reading.

I did fleetingly enjoy The Sense of an Ending, but got bogged down in Snow Crash and confess I never finished it, but it's still on my stack.

Still looking for a guy's take on Ancient Light...
 
I definitely enjoy reading the same book that my lover is reading.

I did fleetingly enjoy The Sense of an Ending, but got bogged down in Snow Crash and confess I never finished it, but it's still on my stack.

Still looking for a guy's take on Ancient Light...

You're right to point out the tendency of many scifi writers to create too complex a path to follow. If one is reading for pleasure it can be annoying when an author becomes more interested in details regarding their imagined world as opposed to maintaining a pleasing pace and sense of adventure. Where we might differ would be in the extent to which we find some of these details satisfying. Mind you its been more than ten years since I read Snowcrash and for me it was nowhere near as pleasing as The Diamond Age although I recall enjoying it at the time because I found it similar to William Gibson's Countzero cyberpunk series.

Would you prefer that this imaginary lover would have read the two novels preceding Ancient Light? It sounds quite appealing.
 
Reading on the phone... that is majorly fucking hot. Stand by while I find a suitably ruffled business shirt and a pipe to dangle from the corner of a mouth kept busy with the second most erotic suggestion it's been involved in today.

Aural sex... by the book.

Any particular text you want to hear? So enjoyed that scene when that Baldwin made his move on dear old Lara Flynn Boyle with... The Brothers Karamazov. Judging from the responses thus far I am pretty sure there are women reading this who would question the future Mrs Jack Nicholson's decision to spurn his seemingly clumsy attempt at being something more of a cerebral sex god. (Even though she pretty much mowed him to the dirt on just about every other occassion).

I don't remember that scene, from Threesome, and not completely sure I've ever seen the entire movie.

As for what I want to hear... Perhaps something lyrical, like Kahlil Gibran:

"And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed."

Or something sensual, like Tom Robbins:

"Attracted by the lamplight that seeped through the louvers, a mammoth moth beat against the shutters like a storm. Switters watched it with some fascination as he waited for the boys to bring his luggage up from the river. That moth was no butterfly, that was certain. It was a night animal, and it had a night animal’s mystery.

Butterflies were delicate and gossamer, but this moth possessed strength and weight. Its heavy wings were powdered like the face of an old actress. Butterflies were presumed to be carefree, moths were slaves to a fiery obsession. Butterflies seemed innocuous, moths somehow…erotic. The dust of the moth was a sexual dust. The twitch of the moth was a sexual twitch. Suddenly Switters touched his throat and moaned. He moaned because it occurred to him how much the moth resembled a clitoris with wings."


More than anything, I want a man to read something meaningful to him. I want him to share a part of himself with me through reading anything that speaks to his soul.
 
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You're right to point out the tendency of many scifi writers to create too complex a path to follow. If one is reading for pleasure it can be annoying when an author becomes more interested in details regarding their imagined world as opposed to maintaining a pleasing pace and sense of adventure. Where we might differ would be in the extent to which we find some of these details satisfying. Mind you its been more than ten years since I read Snowcrash and for me it was nowhere near as pleasing as The Diamond Age although I recall enjoying it at the time because I found it similar to William Gibson's Countzero cyberpunk series.

Would you prefer that this imaginary lover would have read the two novels preceding Ancient Light? It sounds quite appealing.

It's not the complexity of the plots of many sci-fi novels that makes me steer away from them. I love very dense, detailed story lines and complicated plots. And as a scientist by trade, I appreciate the melding of technology and imagination needed to craft the backbone for such stories (which, as you point out, often become the exoskeleton as well...). I'm just in general.... not interested in the stories (although I love historical fiction, and sometimes the plots of historical fiction can follow roughly similar paths). I guess I don't really know why sci-fi doesn't appeal to me. Maybe the story topics tend to appeal more to men? I did enjoy A Handmaid's Tale and a number of other dystopian novels told from the female perspective.

Do you mean the two novels prior to Ancient Light by the same author? I received The Sea for my birthday, but haven't started it yet.
 
Dig Neal Stephenson big time since reading The Diamond Age - enjoyed the postcyberpunk neoVictorian thing. Have enjoyed his more recent stuff too, thought the Baroque cycle was fun but Reamde was not quite up to scratch (although I thought the idea of gameifying airport security cameras was startlingly cool, I was hoping for more of that kind of thing). Being in education I found the notion of "the primer" fascinating... completely at odds with the direction that school education worldwide has taken since the novel was written, although one could argue that his "everything old is new again" approach is echoed in the current global testing fetish.

I used to read a lot of sci fi - enjoyed a bit of space opera (thanks Iain M Banks) and will follow GG Martin through the remainder of the "Song" (despite an encyclopedic bloody cast).

But what I have been enjoying lately has been the sense of voice that some authors develop and also the cleverness of writing that keeps one suspended in thought after the novel ends, as if you're kept dancing after the music stops. It is as if the author has set a cunning trap, and having fallen into it all you can do is shake your head and smile in admiration.
I love, loved Diamond age :)
I'm onto Baroque Cycle now. Wish me luck :eek:
 
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Sorry for the sudden silence,

Found myself in need of a little breather from my online distractions due to a spectacular near collision between my on and offline relationships. Damn you, skype!

It could never be a permanent break, promiscuity is in part a search for variety, and the creativity and sensuality of conversations here ensures an ongoing source of constant titillation.

The passage quoted below (from earlier in the thread) is a remarkable case in point.

"Attracted by the lamplight that seeped through the louvers, a mammoth moth beat against the shutters like a storm. Switters watched it with some fascination as he waited for the boys to bring his luggage up from the river. That moth was no butterfly, that was certain. It was a night animal, and it had a night animal’s mystery.

Butterflies were delicate and gossamer, but this moth possessed strength and weight. Its heavy wings were powdered like the face of an old actress. Butterflies were presumed to be carefree, moths were slaves to a fiery obsession. Butterflies seemed innocuous, moths somehow…erotic. The dust of the moth was a sexual dust. The twitch of the moth was a sexual twitch. Suddenly Switters touched his throat and moaned. He moaned because it occurred to him how much the moth resembled a clitoris with wings."


More than anything, I want a man to read something meaningful to him. I want him to share a part of himself with me through reading anything that speaks to his soul.[/QUOTE]

Who'd have thought that a man's sexual response to moths could be so compelling? I'd definitely be in to reading that to an unfaithful wife.
 
I love, loved Diamond age :)
I'm onto Baroque Cycle now. Wish me luck :eek:

The Baroque Cycle for me was not quite as satisfying but continued the theme of "historical science fiction" that was explored in Cryptonomicon (also worth reading). The Diamond Age, for my money, remains the standout work, because of its reimagination of a world dominated both by class and technology, which seems to be more realistic than one where societies become more institutionalised as they become more technologically advanced.

And yeah, I was cheering on this girl who was growing into a confident young woman thanks to a kicked-up ipad and a woman who was paid to be her online chat pal.
 
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