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Category Archives: New York City
Billboards are one of my favorite photographic subjects, and particularly billboards with enormous images of women. There are more than a few scattered throughout this blog. Here is my latest snapshot, a picture of a promotion for a new Amazon series that started streaming on 10/28/16. The billboard is on Broadway a few blocks above Times Square.
When I first saw the image a couple of weeks ago, when I was going to get some coffee, I was immediately struck by how familiar the girls looked, even though I didn’t know them. I thought the head bands worn by the two on the ends were odd, because at first I thought these were contemporary characters and you rarely see women wear head bands anymore. Then, when I learned the show takes place in the late 1960s (it’s about female journalists protesting their treatment in the workplace), I realized that, in a way, I did know these gals–that’s what most young ladies looked like back then.
So I get a nice little nostalgic twinge every time I see these pretty faces coming at me from long ago…
The morning after I wrote the above, the billboard was gone, replaced by something so boring it wasn’t even worth taking a picture of. So I’m glad I didn’t procrastinate about making a record of GIRLS GIRLS REVOLT while it was up.
In fact, I made several pictures of it, at different times. Here are two more, taken at night:
Although the pic is far from perfect, I do like the one where the faces are glimpsed between the trucks. I wish I’d got the exposure better, but I shot it with my flip phone.
Fortunately, I discovered there is also another, vertical version of the billboard about a block away, on Seventh Avenue, and here the girls loom large against the buildings almost assembled in an ominous mass against them…
Don’t know how long this second billboard will be up, but at least I’ve captured it. Someday I’ll have to locate the shot-on-film images I took of the huge Jessica Alba billboard that hung on the Hearst Building many years ago; I shot those pictures on film, but I can’t remember where I put the prints. Too much on my mind lately…
Well, I love my giantesses! 😉
Ah, sleaze fondly remembered. To start, here is a shot I took of 46th Street and Eighth Avenue in Manhattan on Sunday morning 9/25/16, looking northwest, with the new, recently completed, and rather monolithic RIU Plaza hotel in the middle of the picture.
Once on the very site of that hotel stood two very interesting adult video stores, crammed to the tops of their shelves not only with standard hardcore movies but also intriguing exploitation and grindhouse flicks on VHS and DVD. Also there was the Full Moon Saloon near the corner, one of my favorite hangouts back in the 80s and early 90s.
I seemed to stop spending much time in bars after a good portion of the adult magazine business shifted over to Magna Publishing in New Jersey in 1993, to where I commuted frequently to assemble titles like CHEEKS, GIRLS OVER 40, SEX ACTS, and LEG WORLD. Formerly I did all my editing and writing in Manhattan, and life in New York felt strangely off-kilter when I had to reverse-commute to New Jersey. Even though, since I was a freelancer, I didn’t have to do it everyday like most of my associates, nonetheless there was always something discombobulating about it.
The old building on the left side of the picture was known back in the day to some of us sleaze aficionados as the “TV Hotel,” as in “transvestite,” because many transgender women used to ply their prostitution trade there, after meeting customers at nearby clubs and bars in Times Square. This went on back in the late 70s, early 80s. Now for many years the building has been just a regular tourist hotel.
Additional factoid, but not visible in the picture: at the vantage point from which I took this photo once stood three adult movie theaters: the Capri, the Eros, and the Venus. They are long gone and the space is now occupied by respectable bars, restaurants, and an outdoor shopping mall. If you want to read the definitive book about these theaters and the area, check out the classic volume Sleazoid Express by Bill Landis and Michelle Clifford.
The moral of my musings is simple: these builders can transform the neighborhood but never erase the lingering memories of the locals. We exist in two dimensions simultaneously: the current world of a better scrubbed, more staid New York,and the landscape of its more uninhibited and colorfully tawdry past.
Like many writers, I spend probably way too much time sitting on my butt. The heat wave we recently had here in NYC only encouraged that, keeping me indoors more than usual. But tonight was lovely outside so I made sure I took a walk after I finished my day’s cranking, and when I saw a Ninth Avenue coffee shop had an open window seat, I thought I’d treat myself to a pasta dinner instead of my usual Chinese combo takeout eaten in front of the tv at home.
The street scene was noisy and lively while I ate my salad and angelhair primavera, but I didn’t mind the clamor at all. Sometimes the very racket that makes me apoplectic when I’m alone sitting in front of my computer trying to write is soothing when I’m out amongst the human race again.
After my entree, I got some coffee and made some notes for tomorrow’s story writing for an erotica website…
When I looked up from my scribbling, the evening light on Ninth Avenue was pleasant…
But I got to thinking about the movie I saw last night on TCM, Turner Classic Movies: THE DARK CORNER, a 1946 film noir that not only took place in midtown Manhattan and Times Square, but had its gumshoe hero live at the corner of 52nd and Tenth Avenue, right in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen when it really WAS Hell’s Kitchen!
So I thought to myself, why don’t I take a walk over there to see what building he was supposed to have lived in!
After I finished my coffee, I strolled west. Lo and behold, the corner where Bradford Galt, Private Investigator, was said to have resided in 1946 looked pleasingly ungentrified in 2016, and the building seemed quite like one where the brooding Mr. Galt (well-played by Mark Stevens) could have tangled with a murderous William Bendix in the film’s most exciting scene. (I highly recommend this movie.)
True, Hell’s Kitchen—a moniker once a notorious symbol of the area’s gangs and violence—is now mostly used as a colorful name and real estate selling point for the neighborhood—more juicy sounding than what it’s also called, Clinton (after DeWitt, I presume, and not Hillary or Bill). But when you’re aware of the history of the area, it never feels fully gentrified…and of course, when you personally have a noirish point of view when it comes to life in general, the spirit of Hell’s Kitchen lives on wherever you are!
Let’s take a peek into the future to find out…and I mean the FAR future…like, the 24th century future!
It’s the subject of my newest ebook on Amazon…
A rather self-absorbed horny scientist invents a time machine—yes, an actual time machine—but expressly for the purpose of having sex with women of different eras! How fucking self-absorbed can you get? Yet Raymond “Race” Ackerman is a kind of likable guy, with a good sense of humor. When he lands in 2399, he discovers that men are the puppets of the Overclass Women who rule society. Whoops! His pathway to easy pussy is over as he is informed that he will have pleasure only by handjobs performed on him at the whims of the dominatrices who gather in The Groves of Goddesses—a place formerly known as New York’s Central Park!
It’s a fast-moving, fun story that I really enjoyed writing. You can find it at Amazon U.S. here with all my other ebooks, and of course in the online Amazon stores worldwide.
Best of all from a professional writer’s point of view, I finally made the Amazon bestseller list with this new book; 2 Amazon bestseller lists, in fact—first, the Kindle Science-Fiction erotica list in the U.S.:
—and the Amazon erotica bestseller list in Japan! A special thrill because I am a big fan of Japanese erotica, femdom and otherwise, and have always wanted readers to enjoy my own work there.
Time travel has long been one of my fantasy interests, and I even did a blog devoted to it several years ago called The Horny Time Traveler which you can find here. Check it out, and I hope you’ll read and enjoy FEMDOM NEW YORK 2399 A.D. too. Let me know what you think with a comment here, or on Twitter @irvoneil, or with a brief review on Amazon or Goodreads!
The cover photo, which I got at the stock photography house 123RF.com, was shot by nejron, whose portfolio you can see here.
It’s always nice to read any reviews of my ebooks, but when they’re as simpatico and understanding as the two I got in the last couple of days, it’s even better!
The first reviewer, who calls himself MaleReader, has been following my femdom fiction for quite awhile and he really gets what I’m doing in terms of mixing fantasy with realism. Sounds like he really enjoyed HIS URGE TO SERVE! Check out his review here.
Then I noticed I got a review of RULE BY CLEAVAGE by N.L. Hawkins, who’s reviewed some of my other books too, and whose gonzo style of writing perfectly mirrors the wild journey on which Yolanda takes her worshipper with the power of her cleavage! You can read his review here.
The dommes in these novellas do everything from teasing with titties (RULE BY CLEAVAGE) to putting a slave in panties (HIS URGE TO SERVE) to introducing a sub to financial domination and public masturbation (RULE BY CLEAVAGE). As MaleReader says in his review of HIS URGE TO SERVE, when you read “you will experience submission.” So see what he means, please do check out the reviews and, hopefully, then the ebooks—each story a labor of horny, lusty submissive love!