Drinking Diaries just published my essay "Drunk Sex, How I Miss You (Sometimes, Anyway)"
I stopped drinking, pretty much for good, over two years ago. I don’t tend to stare longingly at people drinking in bars, or feel too wistful, but the times when I’m overwhelmed with temptation for alcohol are usually times when I’m consumed by the desire for…desire–for getting fucked, along with getting fucked up.
To put it simply, I miss drunk sex. Well, one kind of drunk sex.
Read the rest at Drinking Diaries.