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Read moreThe evolution of my feelings about sex blog rankings: from desperate for recognition, to bitter about insufficient recognition, to something approaching genuine indifference.
Brief meta-kvetch
Read moreI have things to say. I just can’t figure out how to say them.
Ebbs and flows
Read moreSometimes N goes quiet while the other guy gets busy living. Here’s a chart to prove it.
Anonymity and tinder
Read moreFacebook and Tinder have teamed up to deny me the right to exist anonymously in their ecosystem, and I’m annoyed — even if my dance card is, at the moment, full.
Warnings
Read moreSuspicious packages, furtive groping, and the politics of fear on a crowded train.
I haven’t been writing
Read moreI’m back. Again. Maybe. Probably. We’ll see.
Back
Read moreI’m back. Inspire me.
Dom-ly-ness (or, meet the rockette)
Read moreI didn’t give the Rockette what she expected — I smiled, I asked questions, I insisted on consent — and then I left her bruised, sore, and a little scared of me.
E[lust] #59
Read moreThe smartest and hottest sex bloggers, under one roof.
A brief meeting in a coffee shop
Read moreA brief meeting, a direct question, and an unsurprising disappointment.
Paean
Read moreA woman at a conference, chewing gum, selling to dentists’ offices, in linen pants that hug her slightly big but unquestionably delicious ass.
Faking it, part 2
Read moreThe question isn’t whether the orgasms are real, but whether the sounds are performed — and whether that distinction even matters.
E[lust] #58
Read moreThe smartest and hottest sex bloggers, under one roof.
Discovering tinder
Read moreDesigned by addiction researchers, populated by women whose clits throb at lunch — Tinder may be my dream app.
Lots to write, no time
Read moreSo many posts to write, so little time.
Zotero (geek post)
Read moreI’m a geek. Here’s a geek post about how I keep track of all the shit I read.
Two more dissolutes – may
Read moreHy and I swap blog recommendations again — this month, I’m drawn to the cold, almost sociopathic detachment of a john in Amsterdam, and to the sharp voices of sex workers writing about their own lives.
Home wrecker
Read moreThe Times called Olivia Pope a “home wrecker,” and it pissed me off.
Dear belle knox
Read moreA fan letter to a porn star I admire — for her work, yes, but even more for her words.
Update on what’s popular here at mdl
Read moreA peek at what you all like to read around here — compiled, fittingly, in a coffee shop too loud for actual thinking.