Kore Desires

“Come into my Parlor …”

Just you. And me. At least, in my virtual parlor, we can imagine that this is so. Please, make yourself comfortable. I’ve just moved in, and I’m still re-arranging the furniture. Forgive the piles of books and notebooks. Oops, I think you just sat on my pen. And wait, I’ll shut my lap-top. Wine? Or tea?

Kore Desires is about intimacy. It is a space where words, curiosity and desire can kiss deeply. A space for erotica, sexual politics, musings on the dark and light of sexuality. And invitations from me to you to write. Write from your body, write from your longings. Write from the silences too. French feminist and forward-thinking seeress urged:

“Write yourself. Your body must be heard.”
― Hélène Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa

This is where I started. With the sensations and truth of my body. With the whispers in my cells. Of course, sooner or later I started writing about sex. Sex and desire.

My affair with erotica began about three years ago. Currently, I’m in love with the short story form of erotica. I have passionate encounters with erotic poetry, casual flings with the occasional article, am steadily dating the draft for a themed collection of short erotica stories (all mine) and am regrettably, estranged from my novella project. I do, however have hopes of reconciliation in the near future.

Desire is one of my favourite words. I love the sound of the sigh in the middle of it, like the release of a lover’s breath after orgasm. Desire is a mysterious force in the human psyche. Is it an emotion? A sensation? A thought? A compulsion?

In my erotic writing, desire is always an underscore. My characters are either immersing themselves in it, or working out what is needed to get there. It could be the perfect seat on a train with a perfect view, or a cucumber curved just so, or the collision of hip bones with thigh, mouth with throat.

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What turns you on? What do you long for? What haunts your dreams, causes you to glance again (perhaps furtively) at a book cover, or two people embracing in a bar? What are we compelled to return to in our imaginings, our bedrooms, again and again?

I’m curious. Another of my favourite words. Whisper it into my virtual ear. (More wine?)

Exploring the depths of our sexuality can allow us to get beyond our social masks, our more everyday perceptions of ourselves, to feel more fully our desires, our particular form of ‘genius’, our wounds, our beauty. The ability to practice sex as a ‘consciousness-making art’ could be said to be one of the things that distinguishes us, from other species of animals.

Like the books on my shelves, all of these ideas will linger here, in my virtual parlor. I hope you will too. Ending with another word-kiss, from author and academic Nigel Krauth:

The sensual is not delivered superficially for its titillation; it is delved into for what it reveals about the human condition.

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