“The Confessions of a Sex Addict: Part I” by Michael Wynne— WOW!!


Wynne, Michael. “The Confessions of a Sex Addict: Part I”, Kiss and Tell Press, 2011.


Amos Lassen

That old adage that big things come in small packages certainly holds true for Michael Wynne’s “The Confessions of a Sex Addict, Part I”. It is a tiny book that packs a wallop and certainly not for the puritan or the unprepared. It is filled with sex, sex and more sex similar to what girls from websites similar to https://www.escortdirectory.com/escorts-dubai-145/ get up too. Wynne takes a close up and personal look at what goes on in the sex clubs and saunas of London (and when I say close up. I mean very close up). He gives us the intimate details and his own impression of what the word promiscuity means. When you tear away the sex, what we have is Wynne’s road to becoming an author but he does not stop there. He also tells us about McKenzie, his lesbian painter friend and Zaid, the kathak dancer. I must admit that I had no idea what kathak dancing means as in Arkansas, we only have clogging and bad disco.


Kathak (Hindi: ???, Urdu: ????) is one of the eight forms of Indian classical dances, originated from Uttar Pradesh, India. This dance form traces its origins to the nomadic bards of ancient northern India, known as Kathaks, or storytellers. These bards, performing in village squares and temple courtyards, mostly specialized in recounting mythological and moral tales from the scriptures, and embellished their recitals with hand gestures and facial expressions. I find it amazing that I could learn so much from a sex book. The point that Wynne makes here is that he and his two friends were trying to make a living as they made art and we know that those do not always go together.


All is not sex here though. Wynne also writes about events that happened in the world in the first half of 2010—those events that shook our world. But the emphasis here is on the sexual goings on and Wynne shares that with great aplomb and lots of detail. I began counting the number of times the words “c**K” and “f**k” appeared on one page, but I lost count by the fifth sentence.


Wynne doesn’t hold back but his narrative skills are wonderful and there is something to be learned here. He tells us about anonymous sex in ways we have not seen before and the message here is… well, you figure that out yourself. I will say that there is more sex in the 72 pages than I have experienced in my entire life. Wynne gives us a study of sex that may be new to many as anonymous sex has declined since the AIDS epidemic. I do not want to belittle the writer or the book because I do think it is important that we know about this. We are, after all, sexual beings and while we might not talk about sex a lot, we are certainly aware of it.


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