The Park

Cumulative word count:

As of 0517: 20,213. I am in over my head. As I’ve mentioned on twitter, writing even a bad novel is hard work. Like I said, I bit more than I could chew. But I must prevail.

Porn talk, part one. Since I am having BIG trouble moving my plot along, I was deciding whether to incorporate smut in the program. And since it was pretty much a requisite in the genre, I wanted to add it. I thought it would be easier to write. I figure, I’d throw in lots of caressing and rubbing. And add words like desire, pleasure, ecstasy, and climax. Of course, I have to mention body parts, groin, breast, nipples, womb, etc. I thought, let the characters be undressed and be aroused. Then make them do the deed. Sounds simple enough. Right? So I started with some kissing and tongue. Me typing similar to this, “His lips caressed and teased… His tongue nudged her lips apart… blah, blah, blah. Nekkid bodies, blah, blah, blah. His throbbing member against–” You get my point.

Was it hot, sweaty, and sexy? Um, no. Actually, it is more like, Awkward!. Porn-writing feels weird. And uncomfortable. And so wrong.

Mommy, I feel dirrty.