I just re-read the scene and made a few tweaks to get the new and improved Anna (Now With Consistent Motivation From One Chapter to the Next!) onto the page. I can't tell if it's hot and different or the most godawful clinical sex scene ever written. Guess that's why I have CPs. Bet I'll be sprinting straight to my computer at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow to see if the Pennsylvanian and the Australian have read and commented yet.

OK, I just realized there are at least two writers who've written worse sex scenes than this:

1. The La Femme Nikita fanfic Dana posts excerpts from.

2. Bill O'Reilly in that suspense novel people quoted the badsex from a year or two back.

So. This scene may be terrible. I just don't know. But it's not the worst ever.

t takes comfort

2. Bill O'Reilly in that suspense novel people quoted the badsex from a year or two back.

Oh, man. That was sooooooooooooooooooooooo horrid....

Another drabble, for Cindy really, just to show there isn't always gel on this particular lens.

The Powder Room, 1971

The after-gig party is always the same. New York, LA, London, San Francisco - no difference.

There's always someone backstage offering up a mirror and some blow. LA, might be a house up in Coldwater Canyon; San Francisco, maybe the studio owner's deck in the redwoods. NYC, who the fuck knows: always a door, always the hangers-on, always the white lines.

After the show, at some point, someone will get shy about it, and head into the loo. In the morning, someone will push that door open and find them, blue and cold, pants around their ankles, their fire out.

Oh deb, how sad.

And also the submission piece about Patrick Ormand.

The mind. It goes places it oughtn't.

I only asked because it was a drabble to the challenge for the week

Duh. I feel like a stupidhead.

Sail, great drabble. Hee!

Deb, both of yours are really powerful. The first one especially.

And also the submission piece about Patrick Ormand.

The mind. It goes places it oughtn't.

Heh.

So. This scene may be terrible. I just don't know. But it's not the worst ever.

If you didn't use the words "love grotto" or "throbbing lance," you're several steps up on the competition.

Love grotto?

Love grotto?

Don't ask.

Oh, no. I am pretty sure I understand what it means. I just can't understand how someone thought it up, and then that that someone was able to bear writing it down for the world to read.

Is it in a published work?