My name is Tyler Knight. I am dead average in every way except one. I happen to be an A-list porn star. This blog chronicles the elations and pains of my life through creative memoirs.
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The relationship between a writer and his audience is not unlike any other. Communication from both sides is important to keep things healthy. Here’s what’s up.
The 16,000 word story I posted from January through Feb, Mettle, is going to have to tie readers over for a while. As of the end of Feb I’ve been working day and night (when I’m not on set) editing my novel. This first pass edit is by far the single most important thing I can do for my writing career and it takes priority over every waking hour that I’m not at work.
That’s me impersonating a shower mat at the tub’s floor, my limbs drawn tight, shower set to magma. Hospital tag on my wrist. I cough, shake, and cough some more. Droplets sizzle and steam against my nape; water plings with seething violence against the basin around me. A milky shampoo waterfall tumbles off my hair and before my eyes, feeding the river flowing between my feet; the flow diverges into quickening streams around a pastel starfish grip-sticker. I spit dead center on the starfish’s ten ring.
Fuck Viagra. With Cialis, I can actually feel my dick and my heart isn’t threatening to spray the inside of my chest like a microwaved packet of ketchup.
The game of puff-puff-pass Judas and Mr. Darkus played with the kronik downstairs has melted into me and Judas playing fuck-fuck-pass with Lana. We’ve both taken our turns going biblical on her with savage impunity for the vaginal sex positions. There are only two anal sex positions in this scene and he’s already done the first one on Lana. My turn to fuck ass.
Thirst For Fire magazine. Fresh off the press!
Enjoy!
Ignavia Press is running “Something’s Rotten In Chatsworth” in their next issue.
