Ok, so I wrote a piece in Adult Magazine on "cocksucker." If you've not read it, you should because it's a swell enough piece of writing that it was passed around the New Yorker office like Are You There God, It's Me Margaret under the lunch tables in middle school.
Also in Adult, I wrote a thing on fauxgasms. Don't lie to me; you've faked it. I talk about why that's not a bad thing. When Monica Lewinsky was a big deal a couple of months ago, I wrote about "that woman" and how it has always been a political tool. And I wrote about why I like to date younger men, almost exclusively, and have for a very long time.
Most recently, I wrote a piece for Medium's magazine Matter. It's on how we purloin sex from narratives so thoroughly that fucking and storytelling are united as one. I'm quite proud of this piece, and I hope you like it.
For Men's Health, I wrote a piece on the etiquette of dick pics, and this led me to write a TinyLetter on what the magazine cut and why it was a problem. I have, in fact, written a series of TinyLetters. You can find them all here; you can subscribe here.
I was supposed to have a date tonight with a surprisingly delicious man but it was canceled on account of illness. I am suffused with the sad. Feel free to offer sympathy below.
Oh, and I finished the first draft of my novel. So good on me.