Confessions of a retired SP.....

[Flanders]

if i may your story reads more like a text book,
put some of you into it your thoughts your feelings

Oh Yeah. OldButWiseSP, the FIRST thing you wanna do regarding writing is take advice from SoN... Just read his posts; They speak for themselves!

Just start hanging out at Starbucks in a big comfy chair with your laptop. All real writers need to be seen writing. Otherwise, what's the point?

 

[Pillowtalk]

Umm well I would but it seems as though I may have struck a nerve here-I guess the truth can hurt at times

It's not about not liking the truth, it's about paragraphs and presentation.

Bright blue on white, and a big block of text, people won't read it.

fwiw, it looks like you 'met' Bill Russell as well.

I would suggest start with a blog, and then a book if you have enough stories. This was a synopsis of what could have been 3 chapters expanded.

You know what would be interesting, on this site, is for you to reveal who this agency/booker was, who was promising the world on behalf of the sps the guys thought they were talking to.

 

[PlayfulAlex]

So against my better judgement, I am offering up some of my poetry for you all to dissect and hopefully gain a little insight as to who I really am. I am going to beg pathetically that you are kind as I can accept your judgement negative or not but these are poems that mean so very much to me...

Now, the great thing about poetry is that there is so much leeway allowed, that you just can't do anything wrong.

http://custompapers.com/poetry-writing

Free Verse: This form of poetry is written free from the proper rules about form, rhyme, rhythm or meter that many of the other forms of poetry are bounded by. This freedom of style allows the use of a great deal of imagination on the ways to express feelings or emotions about the chosen topic.

If your passion is in poetry, follow your heart.

If you have great stories about your SP escapades, and you just want to get them down on paper (for a future publication opportunity, or not) then, like I said, just let 'er rip! And have fun with all of it! I can't say enough about letting those creative juices flow.

Most writers (including me) stop everything that they're doing once they get an inspiration, and they just focus on the pen and paper until the story that was brewing has been told!

(And thanks, Miss M...)

 

[vancity_cowboy]

...I am offering up some of my poetry...

wow, that kinda rips the soul out and offers it up for sacrifice doesn't it? that is some very personal stuff, i can see why it is posted 'against your better judgement' but it is good none the less

your prose is good too in that it tells a story worth listening to, i would suggest that it needs work though, in order to give it that 'punch' that really catches the readers' minds

there are some excellent creative writing classes being offered at community colleges that will help you polish your story telling skills

in my opinion the world really does need a book written by a modern escort/service provider telling it the way it really is, in the trenches so to speak

for an excellent example of just one of the literary techniques that it takes to 'grab' the readers mind, see Paying for It, "a comic strip memoir about being a john", a 2011 graphic novel by Canadian cartoonist Chester Brown. you won't need to learn how to be a cartoonist, but i offer it as an example of the kind of literature it takes to make a truly memorable story. your book would need to have the same kind of punch that chester's does, just different - written in your own style, telling your own story. i think you might agree with my suggestion about the creative writing classes in order to 'find' your style. an added benefit of taking the classes would be the exposure gained to other students' writing and the learning opportunity gained from that

personally, i would recommend a book that combines both your prose and your poetry, i think that would be pretty dramatic

good luck, whatever you decide to do

and don't get too discouraged by critics whose total exposure to literature consists of posting (poorly, in most cases) to an escort review board

 

[westcoast555]

So I am a newly retired SP and am thinking about writing a book. Here is a taste of the content.

It seems to me that men have this idea that the job outline of an SP is handed to them all neatly printed out in a Sp's guide to the sex industry. Well that couldn't be further from the truth! Now there is some that start their career with an agency and receive some training but sad reality the rest of us either figure it out on our own through many mistakes and/or bad reviews or are jaded by a pimp,madame,house mother or whatever.
Personally I was introduced to the industry when I replied to a want ad for a massage parlor. Yes I knew that I wouldn't be only offering massages but had no idea how any of it went down. I had no idea how or where to advertise, how much to charge or what services I should or shouldn't offer.
I was eager to please and my boss took full advantage. I was a fresh,confident,sexy milf that was misled to believe it was in my best interest to offer pretty much everything except BBFS. So even though I hated greek and it pretty much always hurt, I offered that too.
My boss posted all of the ads and at the time I had no clue where she was advertising or WHAT she was advertising. She answered all the calls as though she was me or one of the other girls. Often times I would be surprised by the client with a request that I wasn't made aware of and couldn't say shit to him because he thought he had negotiated the date with me.Or made aware that my date in 5 mins wanted greek! No time to prep! Omg that was really shitty! No pun intended lol
I got wise pretty quick though and demanding that I not be advertised offering greek and after a few mistakes, where my boss "forgot" that I wasn't doing it anymore I wasn't advertised that way. But it was something that would haunt me all through my career as an SP. Whether it was an old client that had the honor of torturing my rectum or a client that read earlier ads or maybe a review here on perb, there was always a client every so often that would push for it or just do it! Those were the best ones! Not a thought to maybe I wasn't prepped for it, just getting behind me and trying to ram in it fast and dry so maybe I wouldn't say anything OR maybe this was the magician that was going to teach me to love it!Yeah right buddy, the part of that I loved is the sight of you hobbling away in shock and terror as I broke your face with the right hook my dear ole Dad taught me!
Back then we were told to upsell,upsell,upsell. So if he wanted to DATY we would say sure but its $$40 more for that etc,. I wasn't keen on doing that but I received very nice tips probably because I wasn't trying to squeeze every last penny out of them. It wasn't long before a had a good amount of regulars that really liked me and for the most part I really liked them.I had no problem chatting them up, asking about things they cared about, always remembering their name, occupation,marital status,fetishes,fantasies and even a lot about their loved ones.It was instinct for me to know that it was a fine line between being interested in them or appearing to stalk them or obsess over them lol.
I always get asked about the weird ones. What was the weirdest request? Or about the mean ones. Some people seemed to get off on hearing about the mean ones.
But to answer the question of what was the weirdest request I had received well that would have to be the guy that wanted me to be his "mommy" so he could wear a diaper and shit in it and have me change him. He irritated me so much with his constant calling(this was when I was independent)and obsessing over every little detail. He would pretend to book an appt with no intention on showing up and have to call his "mommy" every 15 mins as he supposedly made his way from Surrey to me in Chilliwack with questions of what kind of diapers should he buy? He was at the pharmacy right now picking them up and oh maybe he shouldn't buy them there maybe he should buy they at the grocery store? What do you think Mommy? blah blah blah...well he drove me fucking crazy so eventually I agreed to go to his place. My plan was definitely not what he was expecting but in the end it was actually he who fooled me!He had bounced back n forth from baby to the guy who wanted me to dominate him, to throw him down immediately upon entering his home and piss in his face!And as much as the thought disgusted me I thought I could pull it of in order to get the best of him. I was going to piss in his face all right but he was going to get alot more then piss! SO I made my way out to Surrey, it took awhile because I got lost and when I arrived I was harassed by some local drug dealers who were trying to push their free samples on me.Well the bastard gave me the address of the condo directly across from him so he could watch me, knowing that this particular neighbor was never home during the day. So as I walked up the pathway, told the drug dealers to fuck off, he watched me and decided he didn't like what he saw. He called my cell and told me that I should be embarrassed and ashamed of myself for going out in public dressed the way I was! (I was wearing exactly what he had instructed me to wear) and that I was a disgusting, vile,pathetic, ugly,weak whore! And that there wasn't a chance in this lifetime that he would even consider sullying his good reputation by engaging me in conversation let alone sex!He went up one side of me and down the next.I was stunned but didn't let him know itI told him that really the issue wasn't me but it was the simple fact that he was the freak of nature that no one could stand being near. The one that reeked of stale urine and feces and had disgusting ear wax leaking down his neck and that I knew that he would be the one to break and chicken out. He would never have the courage to even speak to a woman of my intelligence and class. And simply put that I had never intended on giving him any of the creepy things he sooo wanted. That actually my boyfriend was 4 mins behind me and had every intention of ripping him to shreds if he so much as peeked outside! Lastly, I reminded him of all the dirty things I had on him, now his address, email addresses, phone numbers etc., and that I had every intention of circulating this flyer I had printed up informing all of your good upstanding neighbors of the sexual deviant living amongst them.Lol god did I bullshit him good!I had no intention of outing him to anyone.As an SP it is like we take an oath of secrecy and that is one thing that we all know without having to be told.So I wouldn't ever of even dream t of outing him.
Well that's all for now but if you all enjoyed reading this please let me know and I will continue on but if not I don't wish to bore any of you lol[[/B
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Darling.. you need to use paragraphs. It's not an optional thing when writing. It's for readability. Not trying to be mean. I wish you luck with your project

 

[OldbutwiseSP]

I apologize for sounding so umm pathetically afraid of the feedback on my poetry. So here you go, tell me your thoughts.


Alone

Alone I sleep. Alone I wake.
Alone I dream. Alone I ache

Alone in a crowded mall or city street.
Alone in fear. Alone I weep.

All Alone I suffocate. All Alone my heart breaks.

Broken

As you ignore my silent cries,
I long for you to dry my eyes.
Kiss me, hold me, love me please!?
I am broken but you don't see.
Gone is the love we once had,
This should be easy but still I am sad.
Till death do us part-I think not,
Commitment to me is not what you sought.

Rejection

Here I sit alone again in the dark
feeling worthless, empty,....rejected.

I wish to change the past and never be apart
but I am sick, my heart, .. horribly infected.

I hope n pray for a new start
to have you back and feel protected.

Embarrassment of me is in your heart
you'd rather toss me aside leave me neglected.

I feel the need to run so I must be smart
knock you down from that pedestal you so easily erected.

So I must forget your face a work of art
and remember all the pain n hurt,..you subjected.

Alone, on a new journey I must embark
but I am stronger now,.... the denial I have, is perfected.


Boredom is a Killer



Sometimes I feel like I am going insane
tired of this emptiness so mundane
each and everyday just more of the same.

It makes me so angry , ready to kill
my thoughts turn to murder-days with nothing to fill
emotions so strange, so strong they give my soul a chill.

Feeling sorry for myself is so damn weak
but what to do when my life is so bleak?
this isn't normal-how long until I freak?

I could read a book or take a walk
but what i really need is someone who wants to talk
or will listen without judgement and be my rock.

As I look for a victim that I could accost
I think to myself, what a shame if a life were lost
just because I needed a thrill whatever the cost.

 

[OldbutwiseSP]

Darling.. you need to use paragraphs. It's not an optional thing when writing. It's for readability. Not trying to be mean. I wish you luck with your project

Lol don't worry I don't feel you are being mean. But as I said before that was an extremely raw first draft. Right now when I write, initially it comes out so fast I am just trying to get it all down on paper so I don't forget anything. My memory is selective so when it is clear I take full advantage.

When I defended my poor grammar I was just trying to make the point that I was more concerned with getting something documented to get opinions about the content. I think that it was better that I presented it unedited so then I could learn how to properly form sentence structure.

Thank you for your constructive criticism.

 

[blazejowski]

Thank you for your constructive criticism.

Hardest part of writing is dealing with the criticism. If you can accept it, use it, and learn from it, you'll do fine...

 

[sevenofnine]

skills can be learned,
like grammer and spelling.
story telling is an art a gift.
you can work on it and improve but only so much.


and i think most people write for themself first then at some point try to submit it.

another comment on your writing is it lacked you,
i mean it was about you bashing men and this hobby in general
like the line torture your rectum

its fine, its your view and your entitled to it.
but why were you there and allow it.

i mean if that is what you felt your rectum being tortured,
what brought you to that point and what kept you coming back

that is what makes a story
the rest it just details and facts. put your heart and soul into it.

 

[blazejowski]

skills can be learned,
like grammer and spelling.
story telling is an art a gift.
you can work on it and improve but only so much.

Just don't take your grammar, punctuation and pacing advice from seven... :thumb:

 

[Marissa Lee]

I think your idea for a book could be a decent one. Many times I have noticed when reading books based on the experiences of former sex trade workers that the industry seems to be depicted so glamorously. Full of limo rides and fancy hotels.

Then there are books written by former sex trade workers who have suddenly found Jesus, or some other sort of religion. This types of books are full of contempt for other workers and/or their clients.

I think it could be valuable to have a book published which tells of the realities of sex trade work. Sometimes sure it can be glamorous getting to visit clients in beautiful mansions, or trips to exotic locations. But then there are also exploitative people looking to make money off someone else hard work. Or clients with odd request, such as the OP mentioned.

Clients, the general public and people thinking of entering into the sex trade should know the realities of it, IMHO.

 

[CorriGuy]

Just a side note.

I can't read poetry. Anyones' poetry. Reason? Because in my past experience reading poetry (or hearing it spoken) it's been either a) incredibly bad, or b) just tears at my heart to read or hear, and leaves me feeling just far too sad (seriously). Of course, that's probably good poetry, but my heart and conscience can't stand to read it.

So I don't (ehm, can't) ready any poetry anyone ever posts online. Based on some comments I've read here, I'm guessing the OP's posted poetry fills into b) above.

PS. I also bawl like a baby when Will Smith loses his dog in I am Legend, so what does that tell ya

 

[PlayfulAlex]

Wow, that is quite the highjack, people!

 

[Alix Turner]

Wow, that is quite the highjack, people!

to be fair, the last unicorn is a pretty sweet movie

 

[blazejowski]

So I am a newly retired SP and am thinking about writing a book. Here is a taste of the content.

Why beat a dead horse? Its been done a million times already. The content you provided is IMO ho-hum at best and any book like this would like be a pointless and repetitious collection of low brow memoirs that offer no substantive critique of the normative assumptions underlying your own perceptions.

Don't take that personally. I am a literary critic by occupation. Just my POV.

Criticism from someone who doesn't know how to quote on an online forum? :doh:

 

[Boneman]

So I am a newly retired SP and am thinking about writing a book. Here is a taste of the content.

Why beat a dead horse? Its been done a million times already. The content you provided is IMO ho-hum at best and any book like this would like be a pointless and repetitious collection of low brow memoirs that offer no substantive critique of the normative assumptions underlying your own perceptions.

Don't take that personally. I am a literary critic by occupation. Just my POV.

How many times has Fifty Shades of Grey been done under another title by a different author? I wouldn't read it but plenty of people do.

 

[Boneman]

[sarcasm] Wow, I wish I was a literary critic by occupation! [/sarcasm]

You would have to read something other than the sports section first. [sarcasm]

 

[Boneman]

I think fifty shades of gay is someone who can't quite decide.