"My Filthy Little Fuckbird", and other Writings of James Joyce

[oneirophrenia]

Thanks to laerm, here are the filthy, nasty, mookie-stained love letters of James Joyce to his wife!

I'd read these a long time ago, and found them positively hysterical. But the best quote of all comes from the first:

"My love for you allows me to pray to the spirit of eternal beauty and
tenderness mirrored in your eyes or fling you down under me on that
softy belly of yours and fuck you up behind, like a hog riding a sow,
glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises from your arse,
glorying in the open shape of your upturned dress and white girlish
drawers and in the confusion of your flushed cheeks and tangled hair."

Damn, Jimmy, you know how to make a girl feel all special! I think I will just plagiarize that entire letter the next time I write a love missal to Ann Coulter.

Comments

[oneirophrenia.livejournal.com]

Oh, he sh' nuff IS! He speaks frequently of rogering her in the bum, but this is the best quote of all that rump-rogering:

"Do you come in the act of shitting or do you frig yourself off first and then shit? It must be a fearfully lecherous thing to see a girl with her clothes up frigging furiously at her cunt, to see her pretty white drawers pulled open behind and her bum sticking out and a fat brown thing stuck half-way out of her hole. You say you will shit your drawers, dear, and let me fuck you then. I would like to hear you shit them, dear, first and then fuck you. Some night when we are somewhere in the dark and talking dirty and you feel your shite ready to fall put your arms round my neck in shame and shit it down softly. The sound will madden me and when I pull up your dress No use continuing! You can guess why!"

OH MY!

[mellawyrden.livejournal.com]

THANK YOU for posting a link to these letters!! ;)

[shimmer-star.livejournal.com]

i have a high tolerance for crazy fetishes, but all i can say here is...EW.

[oneirophrenia.livejournal.com]

Like, FOR REAL! :) Man, I knew ol' Jimmy J was into the freaky-deaky a li'l bit, but..."put your arms round my neck in shame and shit it down softly"? GAH! I'll never be able to read Ulysses again without imagining Leopold Bloom takin' a dirty sanchez on Molly Bloom.