Confessions Of An Erotic Flash Fiction Writer

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Woman As Art

You know, the Old Soldier did not start out to write erotica.  I was a Hemingway man.  I wanted to write regular-length short stories like Hemingway.

Well, to be perfectly honest with you, I started out trying to break into the true-confessions market after I came back from Vietnam.  There were several magazines on the news stands that published true confessions for women.  In those days true confessions dealt with domesticity and love.  The magazines paid 1/2 cent to five cents a word and True Confessions was one of the top magazines in the market.  I never did break into the market.

Then I discovered Hemingway.

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Hemingway wrote about “manly” things: fishing, hunting, sports, hoboing and war.  The only “manly” thing I could write about from experience was war.  Then I discovered Raymond Carver.

Carver wrote about men and women down on their luck, working-class folks like myself.

Then I discovered flash fiction along with books like Fanny Hill, Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn.  By the time I discovered blogging and how much sex there was on the Internet and came across reports that up to one-third of American women consumed porn on a regular basis, I knew that porn had become mainstream.  This meant to me that the Internet was ready for an online magazine of serious writing and brazen sexuality.

Now I publish not only my own erotic flash fiction, but I publish the erotic flash fiction stories of other writers, too.

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Flash Fiction And The Surprise Ending

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Woman As Art

Raymond Carver, the American short story writer, did not like surprise endings.  He said it was cheating.  I have to agree with him. 

The kind of surprise ending Carver was referring to is the one that the reader is not prepared for, the kind that comes out of the blue.

Hello, everyone, this is the Old Soldier.

The kind of surprise ending that comes out of the blue makes the reader feel that you, the writer, are trying to put over a fast one and that you are a lazy writer.

But there is another kind of surprise ending, the kind that is hinted at throughout the story.  So, that when it happens, the reader will think back, or look back through your story and say, “Of course, the clues are scattered throughout the narrative.”

Raymond Carver

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Now this second kind of surprised ending is always a winner.

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A Woman’s Naked Butt And Tips On Writing Great Dialogue

This will be the Old Soldier’s second post in less than four hours.  I’m on a roll!

It’s around 11:00 am and the Old Soldier just finished off a salad for breakfast and he’s back at the workstation.  Sunlight is pouring through my windows and I’ve got the 24-hour news station on the radio.

Life is good.

Dialogue plays an important role in any work of fiction: plays, novels, short stories and flash fiction.  But since flash fiction is so short, dialogue takes on even more importance.  And since much of a flash fiction story has to be implied, much of the information in the dialogue is also implied.

Don’t shy away from using dialogue in your flash fiction.  Nothing brings a story to life like good dialogue.  Good dialogue is very difficult to write.  Good dialogue will imply many things: character, tension, the personality of the speaker, the quality of the relationship between the speakers and other things.  At the same time the dialogue has to efficiently move the story to resolution.

There is no easy way to learn how to write good dialogue.  Read the masters.  See how they use dialogue.  Study their dialogue.  I studied the dialogue of Hemingway and Raymond Carver.

The following story is from the archives.  I wrote it with the lessons I had learned from Hemingway and Carver very much on my mind.

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Young Married Life

 

“I want you to do something special for me,” he said.

“What’s that?” she said.

“Masturbate for me.”

“Masturbate?  Why would I do that?  You’re right here beside me.”

“It would be something different.”

“Honey…”

“For me.  Do it for me.”

“But you’re my husband.”

“Sit up. Let’s put the pillows behind you so you’re comfortable and just lay back and let me watch.”

“You really want me to do this?”

“Yes, really.”

“You really want me to masturbate?”

“Yes.  Really.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Okay…I mean if that’s really what you want…Okay…I’m masturbating.”

“Wonderful.  That’s good.  That’s real good.”

“I feel like I’m in a porn movie.”

Several minutes passed.

“How close are you?”

“I’m getting there.”

“You’re such a good wife.”

“You’re a terrible husband.”

“Really?”

“No.  You’re really a wonderful husband.”

“Thank you, honey.”

“Matt, aren’t you going to even kiss me?”

“You’re doing fine.”

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Are you close?”

“I’m getting there.  Yes, I’m getting there.  It won’t be long.”

“That’s my girl…That’s my baby…That’s the wild woman I married.”

“I’m almost there…almost there…almost…yeah…yeah…yeah…”

“Don’t hold back.  Don’t hold back.”

“Matt!  Honey!  Oh, Honey!  Oh…Oh..Oh…oh, yeah…oh, yeah.  Oh, my god.  Oh, yeah…That…was…a… good…one.”

“I could tell.  You are so bad.”

“I’m bad.”

“Now let’s finish up.  Just stay where you are…All right…Say, honey, fill my mouth with cum.”

“Honey, fill my mouth with cum…”

“Okay, keep sucking…Say, honey, I want to swallow every drop.”

“Honey, I want to swallow every drop…”

“Keep sucking…keep sucking…keep sucking…Sweetheart, say, your cum taste like the honey from the honey bee.”

“I’m not going to say that.”

“Okay, forget that.  Just keep sucking…keep sucking…keep sucking…”

The End

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