The final post on sex

I'm ending this week's series on sex prematurely. I think I was too nervous or maybe a little too excited to be writing about it, and I shot my word-wad way early.

I've tried to write about sex many times before, and don't get me wrong, I enjoy it. But sometimes I have to write four or five blogs a night on one subject before I get used to it and can write about it long enough to satisfy the howling demands of my readers. And frankly, I just don't have that kind of stamina anymore. Maybe when I was 21.

Basically, if I stay healthy and hydrated, I can rub out maybe one, two blogs a night. But if I'm not feeling my best, some people may find the stuff I churn out a little stale and hard to swallow. And that just leaves people with a bad taste in their mouths. The last thing you want is for someone to make you swallow your own words.

So if I'm not on top of my game, I may never hit my rhythm, and the next thing I know, my audience is getting their blogs somewhere else. Then I have to find other ways to compensate. Sometimes, I can please my readers orally, but I'm really not much of a talker. And when they try to ease my awkwardness by reciprocating, it just makes me feel inadequate because I know I've got nothing left for them.

I think the answer is to take a little time for myself. Spend some time reading other blogs on the Internet, imagining myself as those writers and trying to write like they do. I'll have to use a little self control to keep from writing to quickly. I need to work on long, sustained blogging. The kind that, when put into actual practice, will have my readers coming back for more.



And while I'm on the Internet, I might as well jerkoff to some porn.