I want to find the whole story and take it to a poetry reading or something.
Every once in a rare while I would sign up for a Gotham Writers Workshop in NY to see who was how good
There was always a guy in every class who would write "erotic stories" (bad porn) and loved sharing his most perverse ideas
deliberately to the discomfort of the classmates...these were cretins who just wanted to be publicly obscene to a captive audience without consequences
the upside was we critiqued each other's writing
I cannot begin to describe the delight I found in taking the creeps and their efforts down and out
I recall summarizing one critique by telling the freak that he should burn all his work
for fear that he might see it during a moment of clarity
and realize it was so bad he would be compelled to kill himself
