"Love has its excremental component, and this, along with the more wholesome diet, has to be consumed." Thomas Moore
Not as a journal or a diary, but as a love letter to the one from whom the author drew both challenge and inspiration comes Histoire d'O. He admired the Marquis de Sade, stating that a woman could not be capable of writing literature of such a genre. She capitulated to the challenge. And with relish. Sharing in both the same criticisms and accolades as the Marquis did more than one hundred, fifty years prior.
On a more subtle note however, I was, after reading literature from both authors, persuaded by Anne Desclos, also known as Pauline Réage.. that she was by far the better writer of the two. Her tale transcended the vulgarities of degradation and humiliation with something the Marquis de Sade's published works lacked -- the ability to suck the reading audience into the heart and soul of the protagonist and move them to feel something for her.
From a textbook standpoint, neither writer out-shined the other with more elaborately constructed sentences. Neither delved between the pages of a thesaurus more than the other to dish out little Purple obscurities. Add to the slush pile of authors trying their hands at sado-masochistic smut, A. N. Roquelaure -- better known as Anne Rice -- with her Sleeping Beauty series. From a textbook standpoint, she too, fared neither better nor worse.
Anyone can compose grammatically correct sentences straight out of a textbook, and whip out a thesaurus to find really obscure synonyms to make them extra Purple. Anyone can write smut.
A n y o n e. But only the pen stroke of brilliance can evoke an emotional response from a reading audience, smut notwithstanding. This is my challenge to you: Give me passion. Make me feel what you write. And I will reciprocate. I will write anything with anyone daring enough to accept.
Not as a journal or a diary, but as a love letter to the one from whom the author drew both challenge and inspiration comes Histoire d'O. He admired the Marquis de Sade, stating that a woman could not be capable of writing literature of such a genre. She capitulated to the challenge. And with relish. Sharing in both the same criticisms and accolades as the Marquis did more than one hundred, fifty years prior.
On a more subtle note however, I was, after reading literature from both authors, persuaded by Anne Desclos, also known as Pauline Réage.. that she was by far the better writer of the two. Her tale transcended the vulgarities of degradation and humiliation with something the Marquis de Sade's published works lacked -- the ability to suck the reading audience into the heart and soul of the protagonist and move them to feel something for her.
From a textbook standpoint, neither writer out-shined the other with more elaborately constructed sentences. Neither delved between the pages of a thesaurus more than the other to dish out little Purple obscurities. Add to the slush pile of authors trying their hands at sado-masochistic smut, A. N. Roquelaure -- better known as Anne Rice -- with her Sleeping Beauty series. From a textbook standpoint, she too, fared neither better nor worse.
Anyone can compose grammatically correct sentences straight out of a textbook, and whip out a thesaurus to find really obscure synonyms to make them extra Purple. Anyone can write smut.
A n y o n e. But only the pen stroke of brilliance can evoke an emotional response from a reading audience, smut notwithstanding. This is my challenge to you: Give me passion. Make me feel what you write. And I will reciprocate. I will write anything with anyone daring enough to accept.
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