SUFFER THE FLESH by Monica J. O’Rourke

DEADITE PRESS

suffertheflesh Zoey always wished she was thinner. One day she meets a strange woman who informs her of an ultimate weight-loss program, and Zoey is quickly abducted off the streets of Manhattan and forced into this program.  Zoey’s enrolling whether she wants to or not.

Held hostage with many other women, Zoey is forced into degrading acts of perversion for the amusement of her captors. With no hope and no means of escape, Zoey must survive by complying with every sick demand and humiliation.

The only thing worse is what Zoey will have to do to get out …

Monica J. O’Rourke and Deadite Press present the classic novel of sex, torture, and just how far someone will go to lose weight.

This new edition features the bonus story Nurturing Type.

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The Tea House: Making Art in the Social Media Age

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by Spike Marlowe

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Over at the delightful Myth and Moor blog, amazing writer, editor and artist Terri Windling recently discussed the issues surrounding using the Internet as a break while working.

Go on, go take a look. I’ll wait.

I definitely struggle with my Internet usage. It’s not that the Internet beckons and distracts me from my work, but that because I am a professional editor and writer, the online promotions are an essential part of my work. And yeah, I enjoy the Internet, too. It’s not been uncommon for me to get online when it’s time to take a break and see what’s up on Facebook or Twitter or Tumblr or Bizarro Central or my favorite news outlet. The thing is, when I’m done, I feel super-unsatisfied and definitely further away from the work at hand. I’ve also noticed…

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Television or Film: What is the Superior Medium?

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I’m usually hesitant to agree with those who claim that television has overtaken film as the more quality medium, if only for the fact that each year hundreds of movies are produced and the cinematic field is generally capacious for innovation. But honestly, 2013 wasn’t a great year for film and 2014 is looking pretty underwhelming itself. 2012 was good for heavy-duty, billion dollar blockbusters and nothing more. It’s been a while since we’ve had an abundance of truly original, great independent and commercial films.

85% of what we’re given now is recycled and its like film is somehow contingent to television; people like continuity, they like repetition. The medium, in a subtle way, is trying to mimic TV. Five Pirates films, 80 Marvel films, a new Paranormal Activity every year. We’re being beaten over the head, commercially, with the same products every single year—with the occasional ‘original’ blockbuster that…

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Why Ethiopian Food Is Better Than Sex

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I live in DC and it can be very dull, and so can a lot of the men, but one of things you cannot beat is our Ethiopian food.

While a man or woman or combo of the two can be quite the tasty treat, it does not beat the sponge bread and spicy food of an Ethiopian dish (I am erotica writer, not a foodie, I am not Googling the ingredients or name.)

All I know is Ethiopian food has never finished too son, I am always the one finishing first and with plenty left over; it also doesn’t talk about sports or Beltway politics–yawn.

The only problem is you can’t eat and write, because you have to use your hands (there are no forks), but there are so many men who think their hands are in the way of getting sex and with Ethiopian food the foreplay is all about getting your hands dirty and then tasting the meal. 

If you are ever in DC, yes, visit all the tourist stuff but make sure you find a good Ethiopian restaurant; we have the best in the nation and afterward you will feel inspired, full, and sensual—now if I can only find a boyfriend that makes me feel that way I would be set.

Love,

Mandy.

PS I got my first review and it was good one from a total stranger!

http://www.amazon.com/The-Maskerade-Ball-In-Cinderella-ebook/dp/B00I1PUG32/ref=pd_sim_kstore_3?ie=UTF8&refRID=0MB0DE7K64Z9RZX5NRWQ

Also, my political satire-erotica novella “A Fair & Balanced Fuck Fest” I am working very hard on and my editor is loving it so fair; I’m very excited for it to come out!  

Funny and Mean Poetry Book About Celebrities: Psychoanalytic Celebrity Poems

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On the night of Oscars 2014, poet/author/ex-porn store manager Christoph Paul released a free eBook version of  Psychoanalytic Celebrity Poems. Most of these hilarious poems are celebrities speaking to a psychoanalyst. For those who hate pompous-assed celebrities, this book fits your needs.Psychoanalytic Celebrity Poems

Check out the opening Lady Gaga verse.

“I’m Madonna before she became a British Jew.”

Then, the Oprah poem touches on a subject many people believe as truth, including me.

“You must find ways to make white housewives buy this book.”

Last are the verses that first caught my attention. These exist in the Paula Deen poem.

“Well, color my grits;
the colored our free.
But they still don’t
know their place.

It’s a shame cause
niggers really love
my mac and cheese.”

If mean-spirited and funny are your thing, make sure you search Psychoanalytic Celebrity Poems on Amazon.  I would link to it. Yet, WordPress.com would accuse…

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Metro Man

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Your eyes, enlarge

when you look my way.

 

I notice other things,

on you grow bigger.

 

Women have a way of looking,

without you ever knowing.

 

But you, you’re not

discrete Mr. Metro Man.

 

You don’t fool me

with your newspaper.

 

I can see your eyes

above the sports pages

 

staring at me and I can see

the smudge from the sweat

 

on your hands, I want

to feel on my skin.