“ In erotic fiction, you’ll probably find truer expressions of female desire than in the popular memoirs from strippers and sex workers, whose job it is to please men.
Kristina Lloyd and Mathilde Madden (via gauntlet)
By “men” surely they must mean “editors, publishers, publicists, and an imaginary market just hungry to pick up dozens of pale pink books with ladies on them.” One would hope a sex worker willing to do a tell-all memoir would know the point is to hook an audience with skills beyond what it takes to hustle a dollar or whatever. But really the best reason not to treat writing like whoring, tired fucking “writers all whores!” bleatings of other writers aside, is no one writing a hooker memoir is going to get an advance anywhere near an escort’s potential earnings. Not only is it not at all the same game, it could never be worth it if it were.
(via melissa)
2 years ago • Notes