Maybe we don't have the sack to write anything else...

[sack_lunches]

Well, the last thread certainly raised some eyebrows. Let's try this one, now...

Since most of the writers who chose to respond to the prior thread are in favor of writing 'literature' and not merely a wank scene or two (a hearty thanks to those of you who provided the counterpoint, btw), and since the plot, characters, etc., are so seminal (sic) to this process, then why write erotica?

Couldn't we all get a lot more out of our writing exercises if we didn't have to include that tiresome sex scene? I mean, we could certainly get more and better writers to critique our stuff if we didn't relegate ourselves to those on the fringes of polite society, people hiding behind clever nicknames and expressing a penchant for masturbation and fetishes.

How many of us write other things in other places? Do we go to the non-porn sites and post stories? Maybe we write mainstream crap for a job (guilty!), and we just need to crawl into the gutter to breathe properly. Maybe Literotica is really the best place to express who we are, and maybe sexual expression is where life is at for some of us. Maybe some of us are 14 and rebelling against our parents, the famous literary critics.

I'd love to read where we go from here...

Why explicit material and not, say, tame historical romances or the great English-language novel?

 

[MathGirl]

What an enigma

I'm not sure how to respond to that. I'd certainly hate to judged 'off the mark.'
MGG

 

[openthighs_sarah]

*pops head in briefly*

I certainly don't have the sack to write anything else. And now I'm off to write more smut for the literary bottom-feeders, before my parents get home...

*disappears*

 

[wildsweetone]

Why write erotica?

I wrote it firstly because I was told to, and I always try to do what I'm told. Then I actually began to enjoy writing it and enjoyed receiving feedback from readers.


How many of us write other things in other places? Do we go to the non-porn sites and post stories? Why explicit material and not, say, tame historical romances or the great English-language novel?

I have written elsewhere on other websites, and yes, some have been stories without explicit sex. I would frequent other sites more often, but as I appear to be learning a fair amount here, I've simply chosen to stick around for a while. Some of my writing does not fall into any specific Literotica category. So far, I have refused to alter my writing to fit certain places. I hope to continue that, I believe it's an important part of who I am.

I also don't see that writing explicit sexual material should stop me from moving on to other areas of writing. Literotica is a stepping stone for me. I admit freely I am here to learn with the intention of improving. Improving to what? That remains to be seen.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I write porno cause I like sex. I post it at Lit rather than sell it because I love Laurel and Lit and I don't like the markets for porno. I'd rather work for free than work cheap. Besides, Lit gives me things that I find more valuable than a little bit of cash. I get the boards and the huge audience who don't mind giving feedback--though I'm feedbacked out at the moment.

The bulk of my writing is non-porno and it's not posted on archival sites or repositories. I have an ezine that I post at online, but my non-porno is generally print-bound.

 

[DarlingNikki]

I'm just not sure what kind of answer you really want here. What do you want us to do? Why do we post here? *shrug* I guess we like it. Do we get something out of it? *shrug* I guess we must. Do we ever go elsewhere? *shrug* I guess those of us who want to do and those of us who don't, don't.

I'm honestly unclear about what you're trying to say or ask. Are you trying to drag us out of our hole or mock us for being in it? Do you think we don't know about other websites or venues or opportunities to write and learn?

BTW, "(sic)" is used to denote an error in original material from which you're quoting, not to point out an obvious pun.

 

[jfinn]

Like you, I write crap for a living. Very specific, demanding crap and boring as dammit to do. I'm also working on a couple of other more mainstream pieces, but God knows when, or if I'll actually finish them.

But I really do like to write. I like to write all kinds of things and one of those is smut. I think what appeals to me so much about posting here and other places on the net is the freedom to write exactly what I want and not worry if it fits into some slot that someone else deems is the proper way to go about things. (I'm talking about my work commitments here, not your opinion of literary erotica.)

My roots, as it were in writing porn, are actually in gay erotica. I started there because it was the farthest thing I could think of from anything else I was writing at the time. Also the equipment interests me.

But because I started there I ended up learning to focus more on story. Because that's a lot more what gay stories are about on the net. Maybe not here because most of the writers who post their work in that category aren't gay themselves, but if you hang out in the sites that specialize in that you'll see that a lot if not most of those stories are way more plot driven than even the things you read here at Lit. Maybe because gay men don't have a ready-made romance section at the grocery store they can buy from, I don't know. Whatever the reason it got me started on literary pornography and it's a hard habit to break.

The first straight story I posted was actually written for a contest here. It's like my gay stories in the way that it's got much more plot than sex. My second story was actually written for the romance market, but it was A. the wrong length and B. told from a male POV (again a trait I picked up when writing for gays) and that's not marketable. I liked the story though and thought it should have an audience so I stuck it up here, mainly as an experiment to see just how much story Lit readers could stand without having the promise of a lot of sex. Surprisingly it's done pretty well. Even so, if I write another one like it, you better believe it will be longer and more marketable for print.

I have been trying lately to write a little more mainstream erotica with more sex. My latest story is much more in that vein and I enjoyed playing with it and I know I'll be doing more of it.

I like writing erotica. I like writing both the straight and gay versions of it and I don't see me giving it up. At least not until it bores me. Part of that is because it's just such a pleasure to be able to write something without the ghost of an editor or producer breathing down my neck and telling me I can't do what I want. Until that stops being fun anymore, I guess I'll continue to write here.

Jayne

 

[reohoko]

I think, that is a very different question... but still I have an answer .

I write the stuff I have submitted to here, not because I can submit it here, but because I already had an audience. I have been writing for my friends for awhile, and they wanted to see me publish. I do not even have a clue how to. I also don't feel most of it is good enough for publication.

One of my friends gave my three links to start with. It was pointed out to me that I could actually get more feedback from other authors if I used these sites. This is the first of the three I have tried. More likely than not I will be bored soon and move to the next one.

I have a website, I have "fans" already, but no one to judge my work who is an author. So, I am here for constructive criticism. I fully intend to write most of the stuff I write until the day my friends no longer want to read it.

As to what is mainstream?

I don't beleive that anyone can make everyone happy, and I don't even intend to try. I prefer my small circles of happy people, and I do everything I can to keep them happy. If it happens that I can make a few more people smile, bring a little ray of sun to their worlds too, I won't complain. However, I have no goals to that effect.

"Your world is only as big as you make it, and mine is small and happy."

 

[sack_lunches]

It seems after some trepidation that most of you decided to give the question a fair shot. For those of you who don't know 'what I want', well, all I want is peace on Earth, goodwill to everyone. KM, Reo, Wildsweetone, and Jayne got the point.

Why do I care? I'm not certain that I do. It is just an exercise. Sometimes we don't even know why we're doing what we're doing, and it just seemed to me that the last thread I posed was going in this direction, so I thought I'd break this topic out for ease and readability.

Thanks for the critique on my 'sic', btw, DN, but, rightly or wrongly, it is also used in places where word choice causes a pun to exist when it is not in any way intended, which is what I was pointing out. The use of 'seminal' can often create these sticky situations (not sic).

So, I guess I should throw in my two cents, since I am asking others to pay...

Dad is a professional writer and teacher, so growing up under the menace of the red pen was hard. I never really wrote much, even things to piss him off, because I was too interested in being a critic like my old man. That mean, insecure streak landed me a job as a literary critic in college, and it was worth very little.

Most of the crap I've written since college is academic with a heavy layer of the ascerbic and the sardonic. Any important points I ever had to make were overshadowed by my arrogance and ready willingness to burn bridges. I think I might be better now...

So, when this was all pointed out to me by a 'friend,' I decided to back off. I published a few popular things, did some different academic work, and spent a lot of my time reading erotic literature. I wrote a few things for lovers, but they were often received as too graphic.

So, as my 'career' moves on, I'm trying new outlets. I've been involved in a couple of non-erotic online activities for awhile, but it seems like writing erotic stuff really takes the edge off my dissatisfaction, somehow. Maybe it's because I've always loved sex, and I mainly write from my own experiences, long-since-gone; this forum gives me a place to relive and help others enjoy it with me. It also lets me manufacture some sexual adventures for which I never had the sack, and that's probably better than asking a new partner to get THAT crazy.Besides, this place is cheaper than therapy.

Like many of you, I get to try different things with erotica than with my normal subject-matter. It's neat when I can do that and feel good about it.

Mostly, I guess I'm just a mean, bitter little man with lots of shattered relationships and a shitty career looking to relive the glory days. Thanks for indulging me

 

[Pookie]

I began writing erotica on what amounted to a dare from another author. I enjoy well written erotica. I found myself searching for it all over the internet. I learned how to use newsgroup readers so that I could read stories posted to the newsgroups. I remember the frustration of trying to find well written erotic stories. When I would find one, I always hated to read the ending because I knew I would have to begin another frustrating search.

During all of that, I began to exchange emails with a few of the authors I enjoyed reading the most. I learned some things from them about what they go through while writing their stories. I found myself sharing my ideas for plots and characters. One particular author I began exchanging emails with told me to stop sending him all of my ideas and to write my own stories. He badgered me for a few months to do it, until I finally gave in. My goal was to write the types of stories that I craved to read for so long. I feel like I have taken some positive steps in that direction, but I still have a long ways to go.

For now, I only write erotic stories. I would like to write non-erotic stories in the future. But between classes, bf, friends, etc, there is not much time to write at all. I enjoy writing erotica though because I can write outside traditional boundaries. I don't feel constrained by the topics I deal with. Sex scenes are not tiresome for me. Sex scenes are not the story either, but rather the icing on the cake.

Pookie

 

[MathGirl]

Succinct

Originally posted by KillerMuffin I write porno cause I like sex.

I think that sums it up rather nicely.
MG

 

[sack_lunches]

Sex scenes are not tiresome for me. Sex scenes are not the story either, but rather the icing on the cake.
Pookie

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MMM... icing... I may need a snack...

 

[sack_lunches]

quote:
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Originally posted by KillerMuffin I write porno cause I like sex.
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I think that sums it up rather nicely.
MG
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I fuck because I like sex. Writing seems to be a different activity... Wait, do you folks mean having sex with your pens?

 

[Pookie]

I fuck because I like sex. Writing seems to be a different activity... Wait, do you folks mean having sex with your pens?

I also read sex stories on the internet because I like sex. Does that mean I'm having sex with my computer monitor?

 

[reohoko]

HURRAY!!!

Challenge of the day:

Write a short story (I like the 600 words thing), where someone makes love to their computer. No other assisting objects, I think we might also suggest that it does not have to be actual intercourse, just sex.

I'll do it, company shortly, so when they leave

But I think, this could be great fun

 

[Sabledrake]

Why write erotica? Why write anything? It's just as valid a form of fiction as anything else.

I write fantasy, horror, childrens' books, superheroes, fanfiction, and whatever else captures my fancy. Each type has its own challenges and rewards, and by varying among them, I am continually testing myself and improving my skills.

When I can readily share the fruits of my labors with an appreciative audience, so much the better!

Sabledrake

 

[MathGirl]

Froots and nuts

Originally posted by Sabledrake When I can readily share the fruits of my labors with an appreciative audience, so much the better!

It's also nice when the fruits in your audience readily appreciate your labors.
MG

Oops, was I incorrect, P-wise?

 

[oggbashan]

600 computer words

HURRAY!!!

Challenge of the day:

Write a short story (I like the 600 words thing), where someone makes love to their computer. No other assisting objects, I think we might also suggest that it does not have to be actual intercourse, just sex.

Here's my attempt:



The Pleasure Dome revisited

Years ago I had a computer game for my XT on two 360k floppies.
It was called "The Pleasure Dome". I still have it somewhere. One
floppy was for men, one for women. Once loaded the player had to
"chat up" the opposite sex. Good chat led to higher levels and a
better response from your "date". Poor or hackneyed lines meant
that you were stood up. It was all text-based, of course.

While idly wandering around on the net I found a reference to a
modern version for interactive real people. Together you could
reach higher levels. If you didn't relate well to your assigned
partner you could dump her/him and start again.

I logged on to the site. I tried the free demo version for which
a webcam was required. As I played, a picture of my date began to
emerge on screen, blurred and faint. I had to describe my playing
partner who could only hint obliquely. Flattering and
complimentary descriptions made the definition better but only if
the details were correct. Mistakes erased part of the picture.

"I love your blue eyes.". The eyes blotted out. Wrong.

"Brown?" The picture didn't change.

"Hazel?" Hazel eyes appeared.

The more we chatted the sharper the picture became until the demo
produced an attractive lady with brown shoulder length hair.
Beside her picture was the picture "she" had produced of me. If
my depiction of her was as wrong as hers of me this game would be
hard.

To play the real game there was a small subscription. At level
four and above there were cash prizes for the best scores of the
week, month and all-time. Each winner shared the prize with their
partner. There were weekly and monthly prizes. If the all-time
record score was broken the new record holders would win ten
thousand dollars each and flights and accommodation to meet your
partner for real. Once you reached your highest score and dropped
100 points back from it that game was over and a new partner was
chosen for you.

My first real game was a disaster. She logged off after ten
minutes describing me as "a hopeless loser".

With my next partner we came close to reaching level two until
misunderstood words lost us too many points. We agreed to part
and try with someone else.

With my third and fourth partners we reached the higher scores in
level two before starting to drop.

My fifth partner and I flew. In the first few hours we were
through level two and powering upwards through level three. The
start of level four threw us. We lost ten points. This level was
about how we would make love if we met in real life.

Number five calls herself "Haley". Haley likes her pussy to be
worshipped. I like worshipping pussy and using my tongue. I
fantasised making love to Haley whose picture was shown in such
intimate detail on my screen. Haley was naked, lying back on a
couch, with her blonde pussy hairs so clear that I could almost
count them.

I was so entranced with Haley that my imagination was working
overtime. I wasn't noticing our growing score. I wanted the real
Haley and my tongue in her pussy.

A siren sounded and a bright red "TILT" sign flooded the screen.
A voice came from the speakers.

"This partnership is dissolved and the score is disqualified.
Haley, please explain to your partner."

"I'm sorry, partner. I'm a University's mainframe not a real
woman."

I screamed as my screen displayed "Fatal Error.".

 

[TheEarl]

I started writing erotica because I found it nice to have somewhere to post short stories. I have written non-erotic and am in the middle of writing a long one, but it's more difficult to find a focal place to post that. Plus I like the people here.

The Earl

 

[reohoko]

OH!!! Og, I love it!!! but I thought we were doing making love to the computer monitor... not the mainframe. *giggle

Though, I must admit, your idea is better . Wish I could find a game like that, of course, if I did....... OH don't get me started!

(Quote from hubby)
"It's hard to be married to Reo, some days makes me really wonder. All and all I guess it could be worse."
(in regards to my behavor)
Yeah, I guess I shouldn't be proud of that one, but I found it VERY adorable.

 

[oggbashan]

Want a copy?

Wish I could find a game like that, of course, if I did....... OH don't get me started!
(

I still have "The Pleasure Dome" on the 360k floppies. You could have a copy. Have you got a working XT? The improved game is soo much better

Og

 

[Master_Vassago]

I write erotica at the moment to polish My skills. Secondly, I write erotica because I got tired of not finding just what would suit My tastes all the time. I like so many others had written for friends and people close to Me and they badgered Me until I finally posted a story.

I'll admit I am a feedback junky, the positive feedbacks I got made Me want more. The more I got the more I wrote. Everytime I write a story it is like getting a fix for Me.

I have one completed novel and one in the works and I am working to get them published. Fingers crossed here it is looking better each day.

No matter what though I will return here because I love erotic literature. I love these boards, and most of all I love feedback and just to write.

Why should we need to have other aspirations? To some this is more than they could ever hope for. Some people will never, Myself included, have the chance or "sack" to get published other than here. So what if the people I am working with trying to push out My own non-erotic stuff say you suck? I'll turn the other cheek and keep trying elsewhere but My roots are here and this is where they'll remain.

Laurel does such a great job and all the support that can be found among My peers is so much better than constant negativity you tend to find the first time you try to publish in book form out in the day to day world.

 

[reohoko]

Og, tell me you are kidding!!!

I would say yes, it sounds really neat...but I don't even think my computer can run floppies.

It's all good

I am going to write my version of the computer monitor, be back in a few.

 

[oggbashan]

Kidding? Me?

Og, tell me you are kidding!!!

I would say yes, it sounds really neat...but I don't even think my computer can run floppies.

"The Pleasure Dome" was a real game. I haven't played it for years because it is very boooring. But I still have my XT and use it. From time to time I miss the green slime trail that the mouse leaves on my monochrome screen.

The XT is modern for me. My first computer was an IBM 1401 mainframe running from punched cards. I was the system manager back in 1964. I had my own access panel for entering program patches bit by bit. I was a whiz on the hand punch for recreating punched cards wrecked by the reader.

We had two games on that mainframe. One played Tic-Tac-Toe and the other played "Consequences" - he said; she said etc.
Then there were the weird demos for visitors. One would printout a gradual striptease by Marilyn Monroe ending with her interesting parts covered with a plug for IBM products. The other we could customise. If we put a loudspeaker or a switched off transistor radio next to the CPU (which was 6 feet high) and ran a program the loudspeaker would play "Colonel Bogey" or any pop tune that we had time to program. The Beatles' Love Me Do was popular.

Og who sometimes feels as ancient as the original Og of Bashan

 

[reohoko]

well, you might think that makes you old, I think it makes you experienced

I actually never played anything more than a few arcade games before Everquest. No Sony playstation, nothing. Hadn't even really been on the computer much before my husband introduced me to it. I built websites, that was the extent of my online, computer knowledge .

but, enough Reminicing (I am too lazy atm to look up the spelling nor think of it soooo, oh well).

I need to know what you think..

I kept thinking,
"Good heavens, what could even be mildly fun to do with a monitor???"

But, in 1.5 hours, edited as best I could and only 6 words shy of 600....

I hereby present....

MY affair with my monitor :

The computer monitor blinked at me. The poor thing must feel so abused. ‘Jeez, I hope it doesn't know that I blew up the last monitor from over use.'

My fingers gently caress over the white surface surrounding the screen. "Of course, I would never abuse you," I coo to it. The dust on my fingers reminding me that it needed attention.

I grab a soft cloth, softly brushing it over the screen. Caressing it lovingly to make it shine. ‘So, warm, so hard,' I marvel. The tingling of the static raising goose bumps on my arms.

Licking my lips softly as I slid my fingers under the monitor to the base. I feel the warmth growing between my legs, My legs spread a little, the sweet smell of my desire drifting up over us. My hard nipples pointing straight at the monitor. I start to wish it had a tongue, even if just a tongue. "What wonderful things could be done with a monitor if only it had a tongue." I whisper longingly at it.

"Do you like that?" I whisper, a giggle in my voice. My fingers pinch my nipple.

The humming of the hard drive nearly sounded jealous. "Oh, do you want some next?" I giggle at it. Returning my focus to the screen blinking rapidly at me. Working faster, harder over the surface, I felt as if it was enjoying my efforts.

"Would it be better if I did it naked?" I ask. Not waiting for an answer I stand up, dropping my jeans to the floor. Pulling my shirt over my head. I turn a little circle to give my monitor a good look at me in my lace panties and lace bra.

"Axel, might not like me sharing this with you. You won't tell him, will you?" The silence of the monitor was answer enough. Slowly I undo my bra, letting it slid off my arms, freeing my breasts.

"Yes, they aren't too little, I suppose." I decide not to take off my panties, after all, my chair is kind of cold on my bottom.

I slowly bring my finger to my mouth, licking it, sucking it into my mouth. Ignoring the taste of dust that lingers on my tongue. I press my finger to the small sticky spot on the corner. Rubbing softly, I work the mark off of it. There used to be a sticker of a monkey. It was too tacky to stay.

My other hand finding its way between my legs, imitating my circular motions. Marveling at the wetness dampening my seat, I stare at the monitor. "Who would have thought this could be erotic?" Its glow, seemingly the only sign it can give me to its contentment.

I put my feet up on the desk, on either side of the monitor. My toes fondling the hot back, I spread my knees wide as if to let it see my hunger growing. My clit swollen and tender under my fingers. Barely able to concentrate on the cleaning. My breathing fast and furious as the pace of both my hands working to achieve their goals.

I saw the dirt lifting from the monitor, nearly perfect, nearly ready.

My smell permeated the room, I know when Axel gets home he will wonder what was up. The thought took me over the edge. My body rocking with ecstacy.

As the screen became crystal clear, the monitor shuddered under my touch. The content warm glow on it, seemed to say ‘Thank you'. I trembled again, just a little.

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I just gotta say...
if this doesn't get everyone laughing or smiling I SO GIVE UP!!!!