Where Do Ideas Come From?

[FEELINGLUCKYPUNK]

What it says: "And when he came into her, with an intensification of relief and consummation that was pure peace to him, still she was waiting. She felt herself a little left out. And she knew, partly it was her own fault. She willed herself into this separateness. Now perhaps she was condemned to it. She lay still, feeling his motion within her, his deep-sunk intentness, the sudden quiver of him at the springing of his seed, then the slow-subsiding thrust. That thrust of the buttocks, surely it was a little ridiculous. If you were a woman, and a part in all the business, surely that thrusting of the man's buttocks was supremely ridiculous. Surely the man was intensely ridiculous in this posture and this act...Yes, this was love, this ridiculous bouncing of the buttocks, and the wilting of the poor, insignificant, moist little penis. This was the divine love!!" LADY CHATTERLYS LOVER by D.H.Lawrence

I read it and wondered about her dumping the oaf and finding the perfect lover who flies her to Heaven then dies.

 

[FEELINGLUCKYPUNK]

Lawrence knew the difference tween porn and literary sex. Erotica is always perfect, and literary fucking is about real life.

 

[Jada59]

Ugh. I tried to read that book and just could not. Borrrrring!

 

[Professor_Chaos]

They come from the darkest, brightest, most instinctual part of our inner selves. Or so my guru tells me.
Less eloquently, sex makes good stories great, even if only for a few minutes.