The People vs. Lex Konrad
In case it wasn’t already apparent, I’m back in the saddle, false starts be damned. I had family stuff to deal with and was generally burned out from non-stop dating adventures that began in June 2003 and carried through to December 2004. It exhausts me just thinking about it all—our early forays into the sex party scene, our three relationships last year, our journaling of every up and down. Christ. Before NLP, Les and I at least had the good sense to take frequent breaks.
There are no more fantasies to be fulfilled, thank god. Wide-eyed optimism has yielded to a sort of grudging pragmatism. It’s satisfying, in a way, to know what’s out there. It’s also a little depressing. But I wouldn’t have it any other way: real sex is goddamned messy, as it should be. Anyone can rent out physical pleasure by the hour. It takes some guts to go further than that, to risk learning something about yourself.
So, yes, I’m back, and I have some housekeeping to do. I’m going to upgrade the back end, implement full RSS feeds for those of you who want to read NLP in a more-or-less work-safe environment, tweak the interface here and there, and so on.
You may have noticed that I’ve implemented a pervy gallery. You see, I woke up one morning and realized I’m in the jizz biz whether I like it or not. My server logs are beset by web surfers of the one-handed variety who tear through bandwidth like rabid wolves through flesh. So I’m giving them what they want and they, in turn, are subsidizing the arts. Call it an experiment in micro-publishing. I may even use some of that wanker-money to do a photo-shoot of my own (okay, so perhaps I haven’t fulfilled all my fantasies just yet).
The rest of you can relax: the writing here is always going to take priority. I may have partied with Larry Flynt, but I don’t actually want to be Larry Flynt.
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red | Jun 11, 10:06 PM | #
I’m glad you’re back, I’d missed reading you.