Horror, Sleaze and Trash.

Sometimes I get so tired of words. They pour out of me. It is not words that I lack. It is the discipline to arrange the words in a way that best articulates what it is I am trying to say. I’m trying to tear down walls, layers and layers of walls. Emotional walls, cultural walls, female walls, writing and publishing industry walls. But sometimes it’s best just to shut up and say everything you want to say in a single photo. So I’m going to keep this post brief, and let the photo say the rest.

After the debate here on Overland in response to my post ‘Poetry or Pornography’ I had a long think about things. I do that a lot. Sometimes I comment or post things that I regret later. There are a lot of things I want to say but I am only going to stick with one and let the photo say the rest. Many people ask me, why Ben? And the reason is simple, and there is no need for me to bring feminist theories into it and get all political. I am drawn to his honesty because I too am an honest writer. I am drawn to his artistic freedom because I too follow the same philosophy. The question is not whether or not Ben is sexist. The question is what kind of society do we live in that Ben, an honest, decent man, is writing what he is writing.

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