The worst (best?) part is, I've been assigned to write a story about sluttiness, a subject on which I am quite clearly an expert. This should be easy. Straight-forward, simple. It's territory that I'm all too-familiar with.
But I'm kind of wishing that my assignment was to just sit around and take narcissistic pictures of myself for an hour straight. Because that I could do, no problem.
Instead, I'm grappling to find just the right words to adequately describe watching a 30-something woman in tight leather pants give fellatio to a silver dildo.
Ah, the old 'tight leather pants/silver dildo' dilemna. Scourge of writers everywhere.
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