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2006 Authors Insider Tips
Beyond the Basics With Tulsa Brown The 30-Second Solution Backstory vs. Flashback Intimacy Begins With "I" Hit the Ground Running Make the Reader Leap Meaningful Dialogue Pulling the String Central Image Elegant Smut Better Plots Bitch Power The Write Stuff From Ashley Lister Predefined Your Goals Spell Ink Miss Takes Plotting & Planning Character Building Speech Therapy Talking Sense Two Girls Kissing With Amie M. Evans Intro to Lesbian Erotica 3-Dimensional Characters Submitting for Publication Five Year Writing Plan Setting Up Your Plan... The Power of Naming Language of Lesbian... Sexual Description What Can I say? Hard Business From Greg Herren What Are Your Priorities? How to Edit an Anthology Follow the Guidelines... A Cock is Just a Cock But is it Still a Story? Who Am I Fucking? Potential Material Rejection ... The Business End By Kate Dominic Effective Cover Letters How to Lose Contracts Contracts: Agent Issues Contracts: Read It! Double Duty Bios What's Sex? Literary Streetwalker By M. Christian Ground Rules for Writers No Muse is Good News Effective Cover Letters Location, Location Say Something! Dirty Words The Erotic Book Docter By Susie Bright Marketing Your Book Submission Concerns Promotion Strategies 2006 Smutters Lounge Pondering Porn With Ann Regentin Babes & Hunks of Erotica Fantasy, Reality & Rape Selling Ourselves Short Selling Smut in Motown The Frankenstein Bride Frankenstein Revisited Porn and Perfect Shoes Porn's Passionate Pull Instruments of Joy Get All Worked Up With J.T. Benjamin Orwell's Eerie Parallels Redefining Marriage The Porn Menace High-Quality Porn About Profanity Dirty Laundry Big Brother Sluts Editorials Wrong Reasons to do SM by Midori |
Sex Collectors
Who is doing the collecting? Generally, people with a lot of money, for originals are not cheap and the collections are often extensive. Take Naomi Wilzig, of whom the National Examiner headlined, "GRANNY Proves You're Never Too Old for PORNO!" She is welcoming to Nicholson, even inviting him to stay overnight in her guest bedroom. Perhaps it was jetlag, perhaps it was just the objects themselves, but instead of sleeping, he begins cataloging the room's décor: "Pre-Raphaelite nudes in sylvan settings, and in a more modern style there's a painting of a pair of naked women scrambling down a steep rocky slope. More modern still, and way more garish, is a painting of Bettie Page done in electric primary colors…. There's plenty of overtly gay male stuff…." He gets to see many of the other things Wilzig has collected, but realizes (as he does over and over in other collections) that he is barely seeing the tiniest sample. She has, for instance, a huge white phallic object that is the one that Alex wielded as a bludgeon in A Clockwork Orange; it isn't the actual one from the movie, but seems to be a genuine version by the original artist. She has lots of junk, like replicas of figurines found in Pompeii or a piggy bank shaped like a sperm, and also fine French Art Nouveau. She is able to finance her collection because her husband was a millionaire banker; he had no interest in her collection, and since they didn't get along well, she may have accumulated in order to annoy him. Nicholson explains that like other collectors, she enjoyed that her collection "… made her special, unusual, a little bit notorious, and it guaranteed that she got attention." She enjoys showing the collection in her home, but is having a museum built so that we can all see it someday. Another great collector was Alfred Kinsey, although he is better known, of course, for his interviews and his reports on the sexuality of Americans. "Kinsey believed in data," Nicholson writes, and was trained as a biologist; he collected hundreds of thousands of gall wasps, his specialty, and when he moved into investigating sex, he collected anything having to do with it. The enormous collection at the Kinsey Institute for Research in Sex, Gender and Reproduction in Bloomington, Indiana, includes "…erotic artworks and artifacts, about seven thousand items, everything from Picassos to pornographic ashtrays. There are about seventy-five thousand photographs, professional and amateur, arty to obscene. In addition to the films shot by the institute under Kinsey's direction, there is footage of animals mating, anthropological movies, porn films, erotic 'art' movies: eight thousand films, four thousand videos." The collection is a scholarly one, but scholasticism is hindered by its current means of accumulation; Kinsey collects no longer, of course, but people donate to the Kinsey Institute, and they often do so anonymously. "People donate to the Kinsey having reached the stage of their lives when they want to get rid of their collections." Also, police departments donate sex-related materials taken from offenders. Nicholson gets a tour through a few of the innumerable boxes of the collection, guided by the institute's curator, who wears cotton gloves to protect all the objects she handles for display. If there are collectors, there must be dealers, although "each considers the other a necessary evil". Some of them enjoy wonderful items going through their hands and being passed on (at profit) with no impulse to own any of them; others buy and sell to make a living, but also to improve their own collections. Such a collection is Eros Archives, run by Joe Zinnato and his longtime girlfriend. Running such a business is not without its risk; when Zinnato's name was found in a pedophile's address book, the Los Angeles cops barged in in the middle of the night, grabbing whatever they wanted from his stock and also from his personal collection. Zinnato is careful not to carry child pornography, but that did him no good. A long legal process got him his stock back, but not all of it. There was one box that the cops were very eager to have him take back, but his lawyer advised him to leave that one on police shelves; it seemed likely that they had planted something they wanted to arrest him for. Zinnato has racks of nudie playing cards, photos, erotic figurines, and plenty of magazines like Bizarre, Bondage Life, and so on. One thing he does not have is Playboys. For the serious collector, it is worth having the first Playboy, the one with Marilyn Monroe, and maybe the one with Bettie Page in it, but the rest are worth little. He typically gets a call from someone who wants to sell his all the Playboys he has bought and lovingly cared for over the years, and when "… Joe fails to salivate at the chance to buy the collection, the seller asks what he should do with it. Joe suggests the Dumpster." There are many other collectors and collections here. Cynthia Plaster Caster has spent decades making plaster casts of famous people's penises, and has branched out into breasts. There's the small collection of lotus shoes, the kind that were worn by Chinese women whose feet had been bound. There's a collection of 80,000 girlie magazines. There is a large group of people who collect erotic book plates, and commission them. Nicholson eventually helps us realize that we are all sex collectors; we may not look for something to put on our shelves, but we do, if health and opportunity allow, amass sexual experiences. He also comes to the conclusion that he is a bit of collector himself, not necessarily of the type of item the more generous of the collectors profiled here sent him away with, but a collector of sex collectors, an activity that has involved such familiar endeavors as finding interesting examples, doing negotiations, lucking out on good finds, and other things that collectors here do. His is a unique collection, and it is generously shared in a breezy, amusing book.
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2006 Book Reviews
4 Erotic Ass-ets Reviews by Ashley Lister Amazons Review by Lisabet Sarai Bad Girls & More... Reviews by Ashley Lister The Best of Both Worlds Review by Lisabet Sarai The Black Masque Review by M. Ellis Blood Surrender Review by Lisabet Sarai Bound Review by Lisabet Sarai Bound to Love Review by Ashley Lister Double Dare Review by Ashley Lister Filthy: Outrageous Gay... Review by Lisabet Sarai Fire Review by Gary Russell Forbidden Reading Review by M. Ellis Leather, Lace and Lust Review by Lisabet Sarai Mr. Stone & Lessons Reviews by Ashley Lister Nina Hartley's Sex Guide Review by Adrienne Oedipus & Rode Hard Reviews by Ashley Lister Orgasms & More Reviews by Ashley Lister Passion of Isis Review by Ashley Lister Sex in Uniform Review by Ashley Lister Six Top Picks Reviews by Ashley Lister Stirring up a Storm Review by M. Ellis Sunshine and Shadow Reviews by Lisabet Sarai Surrender & Dying for It Reviews by Ashley Lister Swingers Review by Lisabet Sarai Wicked: Sexy Tales... Reviews by Ashley Lister Writing Naked Review by Lisabet Sarai Non-Fiction America’s War on Sex Review by Rob Hardy Callgirl Review by Rob Hardy Covent Garden Ladies Review by Rob Hardy The Commitment Review by Rob Hardy Eroticism and Art Review by Rob Hardy Expletive Deleted... Review by Rob Hardy Female Orgasms Review by Rob Hardy Government Vs. Erotica Review by Rob Hardy Heloise & Abelard ... Review by Rob Hardy International Exposure Review by Rob Hardy A Profane Wit Review by Rob Hardy Secret Life of Oscar Wilde Review by Rob Hardy Sex Collectors Review by Rob Hardy Sex Machines Review by Rob Hardy |
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