1. Mindfucking the interviewer


    Date: 1/31/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Mili, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    A few weeks after my first public reading, I've received an interesting email. Apparently, Novella was more invested in my stories than I thought she would be and so she contacted the host of some literary blog, or podcast she was listening to, who in turn emailed me for an interview. From what I've gathered, the podcast was mostly about "new" independent authors, and the woman who ran it was interested in talking to a "sex author" as she called me. On top of all that she was from Canada, I think, which made it all the more appealing as I like talking to people from other parts of the world, and so I accepted. Novella was just as intrigued as I was when I told her, and she asked if she could be with me during the podcast, just to listen in on it, and so at the appointed time she came over to my apartment and brought a bottle of vino, for good measure. She ended up drinking it herself though, since I'm not too keen on alcohol and like to stick to soft drinks, and when the hour for the interview arrived, she was already slightly tipsy. The podcaster called almost up to the minute at the time she said she would. We talked through Skype, as it seemed the most convenient way of doing this, but didn't use any video, so all I could tell about her was her voice, which was very nice, somewhat high-pitched and very prim and proper. She sounded neither young, nor old, but it's hard to tell someone's age just from their voice, so I won't. "Hello," she said, "is this Anna?" "Yes!" I ...
    answered, excited and maybe a little too enthused, "hi there!" I could hear her smile through the line. "Well, are you ready to start right away?" she asked. "Sure," I answered and she fell into a short introductory speech which she must've said a thousand times before until she introduced me: "Today, my guest is an independent writer of erotica for women. Welcome Anna Sici." She gave them the pen name Novella must've told her and then asked, just to be sure: "Anna, is it see-she or see-tsi?" I shrugged. "You can call me Suzie," I answered. "Suzie?" she repeated, puzzled. "Yeah," I said. "My real name's Giovanna, but everyone calls me Ellen." She was speechless for a moment, but then said: "I think I get it. So you're Vera." I laughed. She seemed to be smart, and I liked that. It's not often an interviewer understands humour. "That's right," I answered. "Well then, Carol, let's talk a little about you. You're a writer of erotica?" "Porn," I replied. "Erotica sounds too fancy for the stuff I write. It's hardcore porn. I don't want anyone to read my stuff expecting to find sensual love stories with some vanilla sex scene in them and then be put off by it, so I think it's better to call it what it is." She seemed a bit thrown off by my reply, as she had a hard time saying the word "porn" as she continued. I assumed it had something to do with American prudery. "Okay," she said. "So... porn... so... what are you usually writing about?" "Well, about anything that turns me on, really," ...
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