Warning! This post is a mess … a hot mess!

I could totally see myself working in the gay pornography business. Oh, not as an actor (or “actor”) of course, are you freaking kidding me? No, but in the production part of it all I could see myself. It’s not like it’s my dream job or anything, but I’ve been having these dreams (so I guess it is my dream job) in which I’m employed at an adult film company, and to be honest, in the dreams I don’t seem to mind.

Sure, in my own private life I’m pretty much a conservative when it comes to sex, but I’ve got nothing against porn. Heck, if it’s all legal and ethical, I don’t mind what anybody does with his/her recreational time, as long as it doesn’t negatively affect me. Why be against porn? It’s a pretty natural business, if you would ask me, considering the fact that “mating” is a pretty primitive instinct.

Though I’m not sure if I would be able to produce “good gay porno.” I mean, I would probably insist on a decent plot, good acting and high production values, and that all seems to fly in the face of pornographic conventions. Furthermore, most of the actors capable of good acting will tend to do Hollywood films instead of porn (bitches), all the good writers will follow (the probability that the Academy will add an Academy Award for Best Porn Screenplay-category is pretty much zero), and the production values, well, seem to be a bit excessive when it’s just about the sex and not the surroundings.

Also, I’m pretty sure me heading into the porn production business isn’t quite what my family expected of me. Not that there’s anything wrong with it in my opinion, but I think my parents probably want me to excel in something else than the production of “Ass Master: Episode VI.” And in hell that a respectable publisher will give me a publishing deal after I’ve told them that I’m also in the porn business. Or even if one will, I can already guess the reviews after publication. Nothing but lame porn metaphors and sexually-charged analogies.

… Not quite sure why I’m sharing all of this with you. I had a point when I started writing, but along the way I somehow lost it (together with the last bit of credibility that I had left). So, yeah. Porn.