It's been a productive - if exhausting - week. I've gathered together/written four magazines worth of content on everything from foreplay and seduction to sexual positions and body language.
I've gone through the pages that our totally fab designer has done (the man is a god; fast, slick, creative, absolutely on brief - if you need a mag/ad designer then mail me and I'll give you his details - once he's got the rest of the mags done) One mag down, one more to go by Monday. Then 5 days before the next deadline, although I'm in Dublin for three of them which ups the pressure a bit (but I'll certainly need the break!).
I've liaised with the commercial team and the photographer and had everything approved by about a zillion people.
I've chatted with our 'sexperts' (one of whom, coincidentally, comes from my home town and the other studied under the same tutor as I did for his psychology degree). I found someone to write 20 lesbian sex SMS messages. And I've even managed to update Cliterati most days. We've got some ace new stories (have noticed a big increase in stories by men who are fantasising about watching their wife have sex with one or more strangers - all who have cocks much bigger than the husband's 'ten inches'. I'd be very surprised if any woman was moaning with pleasure if she was taking three 10 inch+ cocks at the same time. I edited a few inches out.)
I met up with a fab striptease artist who I want to feature in the mags. I've done an interview with the lovely Pam Spurr for LBC (she's also plugged Cliterati in her ace new book)
And I've seen 13 cocks and 14 pairs of tits and the rest of the bits in the last ten days. Only know the names of about four of the 'owners' of the bits. The contortionist woman was probably the most fun; lairy as hell with the best 'orgasm face' I've ever seen.
I've been offered a monthly column by a fab magazine - nothing to do with sex which makes a change. Luckily, the deadline isn't until early January - dead chuffed I've got the column.
Yesterday, I went out socially for the first time in a week. It was a fun and drunken night. I ended up tango-ing to dance music with an equally drunk mate and another friend asked if they could take a picture of my stocking tops. I know I was drunk cos I said yes (then again, he is cute). Met some cool people and made the most of been out of the house.
Of course, it was back to the grindstone today - transferring camera directions into the script and making last minute amends to the copy. Then more mag stuff.
The Friday Thing provided me with a Penguin distraction that's addictive and I could well do without.
Tonight, I'm writing a list of all the pics we need at tomorrow's video filming. I'll be watching strangers have sex all day. It's a strange way to make a living.
Posted by emilyd at December 06, 2002 08:40 PM