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horizontal with lila

48. libertine: horizontal with the doyenne of dirty stories

in episodes on 10/08/18

This is Dixie De La Tour.


48. libertine: horizontal with the doyenne of dirty stories

horizontal is a podcast of intimacies recorded while lying down. In this episode, I lie down with sexual folklorist Dixie de la Tour. Dixie is the founder, curator, and host of Bawdy Storytelling, the longest-running sex storytelling series in the United States.

Lila:  I looove that you’re this, this, I don’t know, you’re like a MegaConnector. You’re not just a Connector, you’re like a SuperConnector. (Dixie giggles) Like one, like, the old computers that used to take up a room, like you’re that kind of Connector! (both giggle)

Dixie:  Well, I mean, that’s what I did when I was a host of sex parties. I don’t understand why you would leave your house, and go to an event, if you’re— I mean, we’re all dealing with social anxiety these days—

Lila:  Oh my God, yes!

Dixie:  So you better, know you’re gonna get something out of it, and who wants to go to a place where everybody just walks up to you and goes, “Would you like to fuck?” (Lila laughs) ‘Cause—

Lila:  Nooo!

Dixie:  That’s off-putting.

Lila:  (a quiet mewl) No!

Dixie:  So, you know, if you came in and you had decent manners, my favorite thing to do was, I was always, the, front door person—

Lila:  Yeah!

Dixie:  ‘Cause I was very good at shooing you away if you weren’t supposed to be at that party— (Lila mmhm’s) ‘cause I’m kinda ballsy, and if you came up to me — this happened almost every party — somebody would come up and say, “This is my first sex party ever, and I’m here visiting from Connecticut!” And I’d go, “That’s awesome, welcome,” and then I’d go find you, when my shift was over. And I would say, “Okay, Connecticut, whatcha here for?” And they’d go “Whaat?” And I’m like, “It ain’t about me; it’s about you. What are you here for?” And they’d go, (furtively) “I’ve always wanted to kiss a girl.” And I’d go, “Which girl?”

Lila:  (delighted) Yeeesss!

Dixie:  And they’d go, (whispering) “That girl’s pretty,” and I’m like, “I know that girl; let’s go talk to that girl! (Lila wails delightedly) ‘Cause you know, sex parties— they are safer now—

Lila:  BLESS You! We need somebody like that at our party, at the Hacienda parties.

Dixie:  Yeah, yeah. It’s good to have.

Lila:  Maybe it has to be me…

Dixie:  You know what? All those orgasms come back to you.



 

Heyyyy Dixie.

horizontal is a podcast of intimacies recorded while lying down.

In this episode, I lie down with sexual folklorist Dixie De La Tour.

Dixie is the founder, curator, and host of Bawdy Storytelling, the longest-running sex storytelling series in the United States. Samia Mounts, of the “Make America Relate Again” podcast, was the first to mention Bawdy to me in the late summer of last year, and she insisted that I SIMPLY MUST attend the RISK & Bawdy collaboration show at the Bell House last September.

I did. I saw. I played Bang-o.

I started courting Dixie immediately.

She is a mesmerizing storyteller. Her Southern lilt, her flagrant nonchalance and nonchalant brazenness, her heart-o-gold, her heaving bosom. She’s not just a Connector, in the Malcolm Gladwell sense of the word, she’s a Super-connector, a Mmmega-connector. Her shows get people laid (it’s happened so often that there’s even a song for that!); her shows spark romance, start relationships, and, I believe may have even been tangentially responsible for a bawdy baby or two.

I was tickled and honored and seam-burst-ing with joy when I finally had the chance to get horizontal with Dixie in her chosen hometown of San Francisco, California. We recorded in the guest room of a 24-ish member intentional community in SOMA. One of my classmates from NYU lives there. It’s like the Parthenon of intentional communities.

Lila setting up her recording kit, as captured by Dixie!

For tales from the road, like the one about how I got totally infatuated with a guy at the “Parthenon” and wound up acting like a 13 year-old, and also for pretty pictures of my adventures and horizontality in unexpected places, for invites to live shows, and my writings about intimacy of all kinds, sign up for the weekly missives on horizontalwithlila.com

While I was driving cross-country solo on my horizontal does america road trip, I didn’t listen to music. I just didn’t have the impulse to. I listened to books, I listened to podcasts, I talked to friends on the phone, I talked to myself, I sang to myself, or I drove along in meditative quiet. I listened to episode after episode of Dixie’s Bawdy Storytelling podcast. After a while, Dixie started to feel like a road spirit, an auditory escort, my most frequent aural (a-u-r-a-l) companion. Behind the wheel of my borrowed Honda Civic, while listening to Bawdy, I repeatedly squealed, laughed, teared up, and said OH. MY! all the way across America.

We are so fortunate that Dixie has centered her life around living stories, telling them, and getting other people to tell them. What do they say about living legends? She’s a national treasure. Explore her body of work, pun intended, on Bawdystorytelling.com

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In this first part of our conversation, we talk about Bawdy, Bang-O, craigslist personal ads, the unknown hookup, and being a porn magnet. And Dixie tells me a tale about a porno booth (with glory holes everywhere).

Stick around at the end of the episode for a little treat: a bawdy song by Jefferson Bergey!

And now, come lie down with us in San Francisco, California.

horizontal with Dixie De La Tour in SOMA, San Francisco, California. November 2017


Links to Things:

Patron of the horizontal arts!

Dixie on the interwebz: Bawdystorytelling.com + Instagram + Twitter

The Bawdy podcast (which I listened to all across America)

RISK / Bawdy collaboration show at the Bell House. I was there! That’s when I first fell in looove with Dixie!

Bawdy got me Laid, a little ditty by Rachel Lark

Bang-O, a game played at Bawdy

horizontal does america, my cross-country road trip / recording tour on which we created this episode

Jefferson Bergey, one of Bawdy’s long-time songwriters, who wrote the song “Libertine,” for which this episode is named!

Episode 15: friend death: quickie with lila, in which I tell the story of the last time I drove across the country.

brave on the rocks, or, choosing to open when you want to shut but you know it would really be better if you opened, a blog post that includes the backstory on Lila’s lover from Portland

horizontal does montana and oregon, a blog post that includes a little story of Lila’s reconnection with that lover

The blog post horizontal does california, in which Lila writes of her adventures in California, surrounding the recording of this episode, including the story of her bizarre infatuation with a lost boy.


Show Notes (feel free to share quotes/resources on social media, and please link to this website or my Patreon!):

website link: https://horizontalwithlila.com/

Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/horizontalwithlila

[6:25]  Lila gushes over Dixie’s superior storytelling skills.

[7:10]

Lila:  The fact that you are just brassy and explicit is so delightful to me!

Dixie:  (laughs) Brassy and explicit—

Lila:  Yyyesss!

Dixie:  I’m gonna put that on my podcast.

Lila & Dixie:  Brassy and explicit.

Dixie:  I have been called brassy, a few hundred times in my life, but I like those two words together even more.

[7:49]  Why does Dixie have a hard time finding stories suited to the Bawdy Storytelling stage?  

[7:57]  Lila & Dixie riff on the words: sex-positivity, slut, libertine, and bawdy.

Dixie:  For example, I went to L.A. a while back and I posted in a group and said: Looking for stories of sex-positivity, sex, kink, and gender, and somebody responded and said, “I wanna tell a story about the ugliest hooker I ever fucked—“

Lila:  Oh!

Dixie:  “ — and how she shit all over my bed.” (Lila gasps) And I went, “That story is not sex-positive.” They went, “What are you talkin’ about, it’s totally se—“ I’m like, “No, you’re positive ya had sex.” (Lila chortles) “But that story was not sex-positive.” (Lila keeps chortling) They’re like, “Huh! I don’t git it!” A lot of people don’t know what sex-positive means.

Lila:  I know, well an— and also it’s just not a nice term, right, it sounds like HIV positive, like it doesn’t, it doesn’t—  

Dixie:  I KNOW! Lila:  sound good.

Dixie:  And people who are not us, muggles always think it means HIV positive.

 

muggles (noun) = a term borrowed from the world of Harry Potter (in which it means non-magic people, or those who are not witches or wizards). Used by members of sex-positive / kink communities to refer to those outside the community, more likely use to refer to those with a sex-negative or vanilla attitude.

 

Lila:  I know; we really need a better term.

Dixie:  We do! And I used to work for, um, a lot of adult dating and kink and gender-related websites, and we looked for the right word — professionally—

Lila:  Yeah.

Dixie:  — for years, and nobody’s ever come up with the right word yet.

Lila:  So, send us your ideas if you have any.

Dixie:  Yeah!

Lila:  But you inspired me because I had been searching, and through many early episodes, I talked with several people about the word slut, which I still don’t like, I just don’t like the word itself. The, the way that it’s, the sss— lll— t— cghgh. It just doesn’t sound, good to me.

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  And, so all across the way, I don’t listen to music, and as I’ve been driving, I’ve been listening to books on tape and podcasts, and I listened to a ton of Bawdy, and you had an episode that was themed “Libertine” and I was like, “That is it! That is the word I want to use instead of slut!”

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  Because to me it sounds like the freedom and the sensuality, whereas slut just still sounds like a slur to me, and I just don’t wanna, I just don’t want it.

Dixie:  Lib— you know the word “bawdy” is a very old-fashioned word and (Lila mmhm’s) a lot of people who are under 35 don’t know the word. Libertine is even more so!

Jefferson and Dixie on the Bawdy stage!

[10:15]  A bit of Jefferson Bergey’s song “Libertine,” performed live at Bawdy Storytelling. (I hear he’s coming out with a studio recording of it soon!)

[10:34]  Lila tells Dixie about the first month of being on the road for horizontal does america.

[10:59]  The last time Lila went cross-country, she traveled across with her former best friend, and back on her own. (This cracks Dixie up.) Listen to the story on episode 15. friend death: quickie with lila. [Note: Don’t fret. She did not die on the way.]

[14:17]  How did Lila figure out where she was going to stay when she traveled cross-country?

[15:26]  Lila on being with an old lover while in Portland. Here is some backstory on that lover, and some notes on their reconnection.

Lila:  And I was just in Portland and I reconnected with an old lover, which was really beautiful, because I actually hadn’t had— a penis inside me since I parted from my ex.

Dixie:  How long ago was that?

Lila:  Five months ago, and we were monogamous for close to a year. So I hadn’t been with—

Dixie:  Anybody else in a year and a half.

Lila:  Yah! I’d b— nobody else had been—

Dixie:  I’m good at math—

Lila:  — inside me —

Dixie:  (both laugh) —  when it comes to dick, I’m pretty good at math!

[16:32]  Lila & Dixie on Tinder

Lila:  And then I fired up Tinder too, to see what I could (giggle) make happen, but nothing has happened in that, in that regard yet. (both laugh) You know what happens, Dixie?

Dixie:  What?

Lila:  I— the few ones that I am into and that I match with, we start up a conversation. Usually they drop the ball!

Dixie:  Of course they do. That’s what Tinder’s for!

Lila:  Ugh! (then a disgusted yelp) Uh!

Dixie: For them to drop the ball.

Lila:  (childlike) Why?

Dixie:  Because we can turn people into commodities. (Lila mmhm’s) Because it’s kind of like, “Do I really want chow mein right now?” (both laugh) If you have an emotional bond with somebody, if you’re connected, then you’re like, “Lila. I like Lila.”

Lila:  (overlapping) Yes.

Dixie:  But if it’s just like—

Lila:  “Pretty redhead.”

Dixie:  Yeah. Redhead. Redhead. Which flavor of redhead do I want? (Lila giggles) It’s kinda like—  it’s kind of like, you know— a menu.

[17:40]  Lila on the guy living at the intentional community (where she and Dixie are recording) that she had a thing for.

[Note: for the rest of the story, and how Lila dropped the ball on innumerable things because of her infatuation, read the blog post horizontal does california.]

[18:57]  Dixie on being a Connector (really she’s a Super-Connector, a Mmmega-Connector!).

Dixie:  So you know, my thing is, I really love to connect people, so I got really into the— I thought you hadn’t been able to connect with him and I was like, “Oh, Oh,”

Lila:  Ohhh.

Dixie:  “You know this is what I do, right?”

Lila:  You’re like, “I can do this!”

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  Oh my God.

Dixie:  That’s my superpower, I can connect … anything you want, pretty much.

Lila:  I was telling people about playing Bang-O, at the RISK / Bawdy Storytelling show at The Bell House in Brooklyn, and how, you know, there’s the “Are you / do you have an account on FetLife,” and “Have you had sex outdoors?” And then, “Do you wanna hook up tonight?” (giggles)

Dixie:  Yeah!

Lila:  And, I notice you didn’t put the “with me” in there.

Dixie:  No! No! No pressure! (Lila giggles) That’s a lot of pressure! I mean, we’re gonna open the door, but we’re not gonna like, shut you out in the cold and go, “There you go, you better agree to fuck them!”

[20:15]  How Dixie orchestrates the Bang-O cards with “write in your own question” to help you break the ice with someone you’ve been eyeing.

[20:50]  Lila gushes over Dixie (again). This time about being a MmmegaConnector.

[21:08]  Dixie on how to host she hosted play parties.

[22:44]  A Bawdy Storytelling anthem by Rachel Lark, “Bawdy Got me Laid.”

Bawdy Storytelling presents Rachel Lark: “Bawdy Got Me Laid”

Rachel Lark performing “Bawdy Got Me Laid” at Bawdy Storytelling’s Seattle premiere event. Recorded live at The Re-bar in Seattle on June 12th, 2014.

[22:51]

Dixie:  I love it when people contact me after a show and go, “Okay, so here’s what happened,” and I’m like, “Awesome! I did that!”

Lila:  (whispery) Yesss.

Dixie:  That makes me feel so good, when I know that: people got the thing they wanted, and that I helped. Storytelling does that, better than anything I’ve ever seen. It’s so easy to connect with people after you’ve heard a story.

I aspire to one of these buttons.


[23:16]  Lila on her role as the Ambassatrix of the Villa and her desire to learn from Dixie’s Connector-ways.

[25:41]  Has Dixie been a flirt and a Connector since she was very young?

Dixie:  Well I’ve always been a storyteller. I grew up in the South, and spent summers in West Virginia and when they do like a pig roast, and they put the pig in the ground and then say, okay, now in like, three days, it’ll be ready to eat. We would just kind of sit around and people would play musical instruments, and, they’d tell stories, and I’d always kind of ignore the kids and sat and listened to the grown-up stories. Um, and believe me, they weren’t as interesting as the stories you here at Bawdy, but, you know, they did like to go back to, how so and so rolled it down, the mountain because they were drunk, they rolled their car, and shit like that. (Lila laughs) I was like, that’s a good story. How long have I been— yeah, I’ve always kind of been a Connector. I was always — when I moved to Virginia in like the fourth grade, the first thing I would do is, I was always the kid who would come up to you during school and go, “Hey, you’re new!” You know. “Let me show you around; let me introduce you to people.” And, that’s something that feels good to me. So I do that at parties; I do that at sex parties. “You’re new; I’ll show you around. You might wanna fuck ‘em.”

Lila:  Ohgh. It’s a beautiful service that you do. It’s gorgeous.

[26:50]  What did little Dixie learn about sex?

Dixie:  I was the one that informed everybody that babies did not come out your belly button.

Lila:  (laughs) But who told you?

Dixie:  I’m trying to remember that, I’m not sure how I found out. I was the kind of kid that porn seemed to be a magnet for, like, if it was left in the woods, I  would be the one to stumble across it. (Lila guffaws) So I was always finding porn.

Lila:  Porn was a magnet for you. [Note: That is not what Dixie said. Lila mixed it up.]

Dixie:  Yeah, I would just like, “Oh. Look. Gay porn. Cool.” And uh, so, I can remember, probably 4th or 5th grade, the girls saying that babies come out your belly button and I said, “No they don’t, they come out your hoo-ha. And they’d go—

 

hoo-ha (noun) = a euphemism for vagina, usually used in the southern United States of America.

 

Lila:  (laughing, under her breath) Your hoo-ha.

Dixie:  Right, I’m like, “How do you think, a human being could come out your belly button?” They’re like, “How do you think a human being could come out your hoo-ha?” (Lila cracks up)

[27:52]  When did Dixie’s mom tell her about the facts of life and how’d that go?

[28:14]

Dixie:  She was so freaked out, talkin’ about sex, that I had to stop her in the middle, go down the hall, and throw up. Because she stressed me out so bad.

Lila:  Whoa!

Dixie:  ‘Cause she was freaked out, like oh my God I gotta teach my daughter about sex! And, I pretty much was like, what the fuck was that? I couldn’t really understand why she was so freaked out and then after a little while I went, “You know what? I’m pretty sure that there must been something great there if she’s so sure she didn’t want me—” you know, it’s kinda like, they try and hide all the good stuff from ya—

Lila:  Oh yeah.

Dixie:  So I’m like, “She must have been hiding the good stuff from me.” So um, about the time I was 15, I would go to work in the summer with her, ‘cause we lived off in the Blue Ridge Mountains, and I would say, “I’m gonna go up to the movie house and just, sit in the movies in the air conditioner all day.” And then I would sneak around the corner and get on a bus, go across town, to the porno theatres. And I would go in — and I just wanted to learn about sex — and my mother had refused to sign the sex ed permission slip.

Lila:  (groans) Ohhhh!

Dixie:  Everybody thought that was funny ‘cause I was the sex ed program at my school. (Lila laughs) The cheerleaders would go, “How do you give a blow job,” and I’d go, “It’s surpising — you don’t actually blow, you suck.” You know, they’d go, “How do you know that?” I’m like, “I have this gift to find porn, I guess!” (Lila giggles) People badmouth porn, I’m like, “I learned everything I know — back when I wasn’t allowed to have sex ed — from porn; a lot of people do!”

[29:46]  Dixie tells Lila a story about a porno booth.

Dixie:  So I would sneak across town, to what they call the quarter loops, and the quarter loops are — and if you watch the show The Duece that’s on HBO right now — they’re kind of inventing the quarter loops on that show right now, which is: if you wanna watch porn, you put a quarter in, it shows you two minutes of the porno, and then the screen goes down, and then you put another quarter in, you can watch the next two minutes of the porno. And I would go in, and I’d have my roll of quarters, which was my allowance, and I would go in and — none of the doors would actually lock. It was a pretty scary place—

 

quarter loops (noun) = popular in the 70s in the United States, these were porno booths with an occupancy of one (sometimes containing glory holes), that allowed the viewer to watch a porno a couple of minutes at a time, for a quarter per. In order to continue, you had to keep feeding quarters to the machine.

 

glory holes (noun) = common in bathrooms frequented by gay men, particularly during eras in which homosexualiaty was heavily sanctioned against, these are circular holes cut through, for instance the wall of a bathroom stall, in which a penis-owner could insert their penis, and potentially receive an anonymous blow job.

 

Lila:  (quietly) Oh my God yeah.

Dixie:  And uh, the doors wouldn’t lock and there were glory holes everywhere, and I would go in and I’d, learn how to give a blow job. You know?

Lila:  Okay, I’ve always wondered about the glory hole situation, I mean wouldn’t a cock get, you know, splinters?

Dixie:  (guffaws) That is a great question! I thought the same thing, the first time I saw one, I’m like, “Oh, you better be careful with that!”

[30:50]  Dixie tells Lila a glory hole story. [It’s a good one. You’ve gotta hear her tell it!]

The illustrious Bawdy stage, as shot by Benjy Feen.


[34:10]  Dixie on what she learned from her parent’s relationship.

Dixie:  My Dad ran off with another woman, right about the time I turned two. So I didn’t have a lot of exposure to it. My mom followed him to D.C., to try and get him back, where he had— he was now livin’ with the other woman. So a lot of my childhood was spent, you know, her tryin’ to get the father of her children back, there were two of us. Um, the second one was born right about the time he left. And so … I’m not really sure what that says about me. But um, I think we finally gave up about the time I was 10 and we moved to Virginia. I don’t know, I don’t have that role model of parents who were together happily ever after, that kinda stuff. I’m very happy in my relationship right now, but I was pretty sure when I was — I’ve been pretty sure my whole life — that I was never gonna have love… So. I figured if I wasn’t gonna get love, I was gonna get a good story.

[35:31]  Dixie on her Craigslist personal ads.

Dixie:  So I love to craft personal ads and just make up ridiculous scenarios so that I could get, you know. I figured it’s an adventure. Sex is an adventure. So why not create an adventure with somebody? It’s a little meta to create it like that, but, it was always funny to see where it went.

[35:55]  

Lila:  Well what made you decide that you weren’t gonna have love?

Dixie:  ‘Cause I got to see that, there is no happily ever after. You know? I just got to see pining; I didn’t get to see true love expressed. So. I figured, that I wasn’t gon’ get it either. An’ if I wasn’t gon’ get it, then what did I really care about? At first, it probably started with the thought that: I’m gonna have the sort of life, when I’m — I don’t know, imaginary number would be — 75, or something, my memoir’s gonna be amazing.

Look at this woman. Her memoir is gonna be MIND-BOGGLING.

Lila:  Yeah.

Dixie:  You know, so you start thinkin’ about: What am I gonna do to make it amazing? Pretty much the ground rule is, every time you have an extraordinary opportunity, you don’t go home! You go do it. And you have to follow it through ‘til the end. (Lila hm’s) So I’m sure I did a lot of stupid things, and people would go, “You did what by yourself? Why would you go there by yourself?” I’m like, “Why not?” ‘Cause you don’t sit and wait for other people to go with you. It’s just not gonna happen. Pretty much better go make your adventure happen and—

Lila:  Right. And you’re saying: You don’t wait for the story. You make the story.

[37:10]  The personal ad Dixie wrote called “the unknown hookup.” She still hasn’t made this one happen, it seems… [You’ve gotta hear her tell this one, too!]

[39:55]  Dixie on her bi-yearly “Nerd Show” at Bawdy.

[40:28]  Lila on the sense of unworthiness wrapped up in choosing unavailable men who wouldn’t choose her.

[41:58]  Lila on acting “as if” she loved herself.

Lila:  And I’ve been kind of working with this, sense of unworthiness and trying to cultivate self-loving acts even when I didn’t feel that way—

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  So that I, I sort of re— reverse engineered some self-love. I think it started to, to happen because I acted as if, almost like an acting exercise, like what would—

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  — what would a person who loves themself do, right now?

Dixie:  Yeah!

Lila:  And, I was telling them this morning as I was making breakfast in the communal kitchen, and, one of the guys, who was from Germany said, “Do you like to cook?” And I said, “I like to eat, and if it means cooking for me to eat well, then I will, I will cook, and I will enjoy it because it means I get to eat, well.” And he said, “I will only cook nicely for other people.” And I said, “I used to be that way, and then I pushed myself to make breakfast as though I were making it for my lover, even though I was only making it for myself.”

Dixie:  Oh, that’s great.

Lila:  So, the breakfast I made this morning, I wound up sharing with other people, but I went into the kitchen to make it for myself and I would have made it just the same way. […] So I had to do the performative acts … and then it started to seep inward.

[43:45]  Dixie on what she does the day after a show.

Dixie:  Yeah. I reward myself the day after a show. I give myself what I call a “stupid day.” Not allowed to think. Not allowed to send any emails. Probably best if I don’t send any emails, or, sometimes I’ll chat on the phone but usually I don’t have much voice the day after a show, ‘cause I talk a lot during the show… Because I’m not very good at being good to myself, I’m always — if I’m home I’m really good to my dog. And my partner. Like, I’ll make him dinner, or I’ll take the dog and let him just go crazy, you know. And when you’re not good at being good to yourself, it’s really nice to have somebody that is kinda right there. Sometimes other people are busy, and you’re like, “But I really wanna do something for somebody,” ‘cause we’re always there when we need. You know? When we wanna reward ourself, that person is always available. The rest of the world isn’t always available. The nice thing is to have a partner that you can go, “I’m gonna make you dinner, and make it really pretty, and warm,” take your dog to the dog wash and make him smell really good, and, that way you get to spend a lil’ — so it’s kinda like bein’ nice to yourself.

[46:06]  Lila tells Dixie what fascinates her about intimacy.

[47:00]  Lila and Dixie make a distinction between being a performer and being an exhibitionist.

[47:14]

Dixie:  For me it’s— it’s not being on stage, that’s not— I’m not even sure it’s something I really enjoy, after 11 years of doing it, but I love putting people on stage. (Lila mm’s) I love having people not believe in themselves and then you go, “No, your story’s actually really interesting. Let me pull out the interesting parts with you.” You know. “You get to decide what you say, but, I can tell you, I represent the audience, and that thing you said. I wanna know more about that, which mean, they’re probably gonna wanna know more about that.” ‘Cause most people don’t believe in themselves.

A tiny fraction of the legions of people that Dixie has put on stage over the years.


Lila:  Absolutely! As I was recording my pitch to you, I thought, “You know, this really might not be Bawdy enough, like this isn’t— the the, people aren’t going to think this is sexual napalm, this isn’t like hot enough, I mean it was hot to me, but—”

Dixie:  Yeah.

Lila:  You know, and I was having that same kind of, of insecurity that you mentioned, on the show, where it was like, my story’s not enough enough.

Dixie put horizontal on her notebook and that made Lila very happy.

Dixie:  Yeah. Do you see what my necklace is?

Lila:  (pause, a little jingle) Enough.

Dixie:  Mmhm.

Dixie:  Somebody just gave it to me and I feel like it’s something we can all really relate to. We never — we either feel like we’re too much, socially, or we’re not enough, on a personal level, intimately. Why would anybody be with us, when there are so many options. Why would my story be worth it, when there are so many people to choose from? We always wanna tell ourselves we’re not good enough. You know. But for every story out there, there’s somebody who relates to it.

The actual “Enough” necklace. I think I could use one of these.


[49:58]

Dixie:  A lot of people pitch me these craaazy over-the-top stories. They’re so wild. And they go, “There you go, that’s perfect for your show,” and I’m like, “What’s relatable about that?” The whole reason we love storytelling is that we can put ourselves in place of you and walk through your life. You know, and, maybe if you like listening to people who are ballsy and you’re shy — that’s one way that storytelling can serve a purpose, but it’s not gonna—

Lila:  Aspirational.

Dixie:  It’s aspirational, but it’s not going to be the kind of thing that resonates with you. Relatability is found through the vulnerability of admitting, “I never thought I was good enough. I never thought I was, you know.” It’s the same thing with— I have to convince people all the time. Right before I came over here, I followed up with a storyteller who was like: “My stories aren’t really wild,” and I was like, “What makes you think they gotta be wild?” […] Yeah, wild stories definitely have a place on the stage. But the one that sticks with you. The one you’re thinkin’ about a month later, is the one, where that person opened up and showed their flaws. That’s where we all live. We know what it’s like to be imperfect. Every single day, we beat ourselves up about it. That’s the story that you want.

[51:34]  Lila on sharing her vulnerabilities by telling her stories in weekly missives. They’re happening again these days. Sign up to receive them on horizontalwithlila.com

48. libertine: horizontal with the doyenne of dirty stories

horizontal is a podcast of intimacies recorded while lying down. In this episode, I lie down with sexual folklorist Dixie de la Tour. Dixie is the founder, curator, and host of Bawdy Storytelling, the longest-running sex storytelling series in the United States.


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See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept?

I’ve started to make that same face. I wake from a dream or a doze to find that I’m frowning. I touch my lips to make it stop. After a few moments, I discover that they are making the frown shape again. I can’t make it stop because I’m sleeping when I do it. I’ve started doing it when I’m not sleeping too. When I’m awake, I think it’s a cross between a grimace and a frown. A frimace? (I mean, it can’t be a grown. Or can it?)

I don’t really have that much to frown about anymore, except, I suppose, for the onslaught of fresh horrors perpetrated by the country I live in on the daily, the greed of the few and desperation of the many, the natural disasters that are frequenter and hotter and wetter and gnarlier as the earth continues its job of beginning to shake us off its back… yeah I guess there’s not much to frown about, really. 

I took Mom to FloridaRAMA because she had been complaining for months that she didn’t do anything anymore. She mentioned concerts, plays, ballets. But by the time the sun went down, she would be sundowning and wouldn’t want to go anywhere anyway. So that afternoon I decided to pick her up and take her on an outing — which was always a pain in the ass, and especially a pain in the ass to do solo. It involved going to her room and making sure she was dressed, convincing her to get dressed if she wasn’t, which was a laborious process, insisting that we needed to take the wheelchair which of course we did because she was falling all the time and brachiating (holding onto walls and less sturdy things like chairs, tables — at least, some nurse told me that this is what it’s called but the internet seems to only relate it to apes swinging from their arms to get from place to place) […]

Continued on horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com (the link is in my bio)
In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Da In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Dad’s cold rainy rural upstate funeral looking like a sad British clown / Nowhere, NY / April 12th, 2025

Right after my father died, there were Anthonys and Tonys everywhere. 

Suddenly everyone was called Tony and everybody else was talking about their Dad or playing songs about death. 

* Passing a girl on the street talking to her friend, and the only words you catch are “My dad had…” 
* Walking into your favorite gluten-free café, and they’re playing the Flaming Lips song “Do You Realize?”

Do you realize / that everyone you know / someday / will die?

* Realizing that the second title for Billy Joel’s song “Movin’ Out” is “Anthony’s Song.” I never truly registered this until I was trying to write one morning in a blessed cacao shop (yes, for real) and I paused to listen to the opener:

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday

* Ordering fries from the surfer guy at the beach shack on my pilgrimage to the ocean, when his co-worker shouts, “Hey Anthony!”

If you put this stuff in your feature film script, your screenwriting teacher would tell you it’s too pat, too predictable, “don’t put a hat on a hat.” (The Writer!)

It’s like that old quarters experiment on attention… you start looking for quarters on the ground, and suddenly, you see them everywhere.

The drugstores full of Father’s Day crap. Marketing emails about “Dads and grads.” Only one company sent an email that said, Hey, we know that Father’s Day time is tough for some people, so click this to opt out of all Father’s Day related emails.

Click. CLICK!

I wish I could click that link for the universe. No father stuff, please. No Dad shit. But there were quarters everywhere, of course, because the back of my mind was attuned to all things Dad.

{You can read the rest of the essay on Substack. Link in my bio, bb.}
Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much 1. S Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much

1. Straight out of a fitting for “The Deuce”?

2. Free Friday at @whitneymuseum 

3. Basquiat makes me feel like home

4. Madison Square Park photo op (irresistible)

5. Candid

6. Got to see the lovely @josescaro & @benbecherny ply their craft at @bricktheater 

7. Charming marquee!

8. Closing night vibes (not pictured: the succulent plant I brought in lieu of flowersof)

9. Chuck Close in the subway!

10. More subway Chuck Close!

11. Man Ray retrospective at the Met

12. Love a good silhouette

13. A rare VERTICAL bathroom portrait in one of the finest bathrooms of them all, at the lovely New Mexican food joint with the rainbow cookies Of My Dreams, @ursula_brooklyn 

14. My man is a photographer too. 🤩

15. Cannot. Resist. Photo Booth.
I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me wh I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me when I’m ... depressed”... and in this essay, I encourage you to write your own version (How to love me when I’m... anxious, How to love me when I’m... burned out, How to love me when I’m... in despair)...

And if you write one, how I would love to read it. (Or even learn about one of the items on your list, here in the comments).

Here’s an excerpt:

 “One of the characteristics of my depression (and most of my other tizzies, such as but not limited to anxiety, severe procrastination, adulting paralysis, etc.) is that while I’m in it I have no idea what — if anything — will help me get out of it.

It’s more like I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT SO I’LL JUST HIDE UNDER THE COVERS UNTIL I WANT TO DO SOMETHING AGAIN CALL ME IN 6 MONTHS.

Ergo, therefore, if I’m in a state, and you ask me what I need, or what you can do, I may or may not have the wherewithal to tell you. Emphasis on the not. I may not even have the wherewithal to know.

And if I don’t know, how can I tell you?

I can’tdon’t, then.

If I’m not in a state I probably have plenty of things I could say but that’s when I don’t need the help so badly. (A lá it’s not the worst while you can still say the worst.)

As I mentioned in the subtitle: You don’t come with an operator’s manual. Your model came out of the fleshbox with zero instructions. And since no one possesses your operator’s manual, no matter how much they love you, you are going to be the supreme author, the expert on you, since you’ve been studying you your whole life. Please for the love of Pete & Ashleigh, do your people the great good turn of writing them some instructions. Triage options, if you will. Trust me when I say that they (nearly all of them) need it.

If you write it for them, they will have it when you need it.

This little list could, quite without exaggeration, save your life.”

The link to the whole essay is in my bio. (Join me on Substack darling!)

#substack #substackwriter #depressionandanxiety #communityiseverything
Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl Where we met, Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl 

Where we met, where we re-met ❤️‍🔥

1. An afternoon at @grandcentralbrewhouse with my handsome gentleman in @warbyparker 

2. Bb’s first @nineinchnails concert (okay, technically in Tampa) in @selkie & @viveylife . It was stellar. Trent sounds just like he used to and the projections were gorgeous!

3. Matching denim jumpsuits ( but his is a @onepiece )

4. The finest pizza in all the land (even with my dietary restrictions!) from @noblecrust (OMNOMNOMNOM)

5. He even makes doctor’s appointments fun.

6. I love matching him sooooo muchmuch. 

7. Just us and a zebra, nbd.

8. Theme Park joy

9. At the art show @wadastpete that my gentleman curated for his students. 🪐☄️🛸👽🚀✨
When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. 

Actually, I don’t know when I stopped.

I read myself to sleep in my childhood bedroom, with a flashlight under the covers of a trundle bed (drawers filled to the brim with dress-up clothes) when my mom said it was too late to be awake. I checked out 25 books from the Freeport library at a time, filling the trunk of my parent’s car, and devoured them in weeks, partly from my perch in the flowering dogwood tree in our backyard (were the blooms ivory? or cherry blossom pink?), partly while curled up on an orange-and-yellow-ticked seat cushion I dragged down to the crawlspace in the basement — my “secret hiding spot,” which was neither secret nor hidden and so can only be termed a spot, armed with Oreos and flashlight, and the remainder under the covers before bed.

I suspect I knew more words then than I know now. There are still words like “vehement” that I’m only about 70% sure I know how to pronounce. I learned them in context. I can spell them. I can use them in a sentence! But am I saying them correctly? 

Unsure.

I read myself to sleep in high school, even though I had to get up unconscionably early to get bussed in to my magnet program — Pinellas County Center for the Arts — 35 minutes away from our sad little apartment. Like a magnet, @pcca_gibbs PCCA grabbed young artists from the whole county.

I had a major in high school, which is more usual now, from what I hear, but wasn’t so usual then, and what I majored in was called Performance Theatre (as opposed to Musical Theatre, the love of my life I never thought I was good enough for). 

I really wanted to go to the Fame school in New York — LaGuardia — but when I was 12 my Mom divorced my Dad and forced me to move to Flah-rida. So I went to PCCA instead. (To be honest, she probably wouldn’t have let me commute into the city to go to Fame even if we had stayed on Long Island.) 

Read the whole essay (link to Substack in my bio)!

#booknerdlife #readingforpleasure #readingrainbow
My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! 

We had the opportunity to support my lovely, engaging, and compassionate Happiness Ambassador friend Adam Peters aka @mindmaprenovations as he changed some lives by teaching us how to begin developing a preference for positivity. I’ve seen him give this presentation a few times before, and this was the best one yet — and to the biggest crowd, over 300 human nerds!

I love us.

I consider it my sacred duty to paparazzi my friends when they do marvelous things, as I hope to have done unto me!

P.S. Applied to give a Nerd Nite presentation myself … fingers crossed bb’s! 

1. My gentleman is so handsome. (Also, I got this stellar skirt in excellent condition from my favorite thrift store with a cause @casapinellas !)

2. Toasties supporting Toasties! @dtsptoastmasters members: me, Steve Diasio, Dawn Cecil (two-time Nerd Nite Speaker alumni!), & Rick! (Not pictured here — but later in the carousel) Christian Carrasco.

3. Fit check baybeeee.

4. Caryn, Nerd Nite boss extraordinaire, introducing the evening.

5. Caryn introducing my friend Adam (did I yell “THAT’S MY FRIEND!” at the end? WHY YES I DID.)

6-10. Adam rocking the casbah.

11. Fellow Toastmaster Christian.

12. I love mein mann!

#nerdnite #nerdnitestpete
A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a yea A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a year prior, I think. Time is weird. She reached out both her hands.

“What a beautiful mourner you are,” she said.

I took her hands.

I think I said thank you.

She was referring, I suppose, to the gloves, the dress, the shoes, the lipstick, the earrings. 

But what does it mean, to be a beautiful mourner? 
What does it mean to mourn beautifully? 
To have good grief?

“My dad dropped dead,” I said, to get myself used to the shock of it. 

“My mother is dying,” I said, to reconcile myself to the fact of it. 

I don’t wear mascara anymore, because I cry every day.

People hugged me in airports, at rental car counters, in line for a sandwich. They hugged me in the TSA line. At the chiropractor. The grocery store. My father dropped dead, I told them. My mother is dying. I told them and they hugged me. I was glad I did. I was glad they did.

Sometimes, when people were truly asking, if I had the time, and I had the spoons, I repeated my litany of 2025. So they’d understand: it has been this kind of year. It seems that everyone has this kind of year at some point, or, devastatingly, at several points in a life — a maelstrom, a dervish, a crucible, a nexus, a whammy, a time — an Alexander’s-no-good-very-bad-terrible kind of year. 

There were so many months in February. So many years in April. So many decades in the first half of 2025. I didn’t want to become an adult, but 2024 made me, and 2025 sealed the deal. 

It’s amazing I managed to get this far without growing up.

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#substackwriters #goodgrief
Love in La La Land 1. “So this is where they ke Love in La La Land

1. “So this is where they keep the LIGHT!” -SATC … At our first @lacma member preview, enjoying the majestically empty Geffen galleries before the permanent collections moves in.

2. Urban Light, and me (installation by Chris Burden)

3. A historic view at LACMA, never again to be seen!

4 - 13. Art, mostly part of the Digital Witness exhibit

14. Love at the @gettymuseum 

15. Queer exhibits! 

16. Sunset at the Getty with my love

#museumnerd #lacma #lacmamember #digitalwellness #thegetty #loveinlalaland
For you, when you need it, and for the people in y For you, when you need it, and for the people in your life, when they need it.

Here’s an excerpt from the essay:

[To read the whole thing, follow the link in my bio to my Substack (and subscribe there, darling)!]

My chiropractor called me out a few weeks back. 
He said, with his characteristic smile (he has nice little teeth), “I read your essay.”

“You did? Thank you for reading,” I began, genuinely surprised and moved.

“But I still don’t know what to say!” he admonished. “You only told us what not to say!” 

Then he gave me an enormous cashmere-scented candle in a plastic bag. 

This was not apropos of nothing. I mentioned that scent in the essay. 

That giant cashmere candle, so big it has not one but FOUR wicks, means something. And then he had to go and ruin it. (jk, jk, Dr. Brian!)

“Hang in there,” he said, at the end of our session.

I cringed a liddle. (That’s not a little, not a lot, it’s right in the middle, a liddle.)

But you see, he was completely right! I told him I’d give him a list! I hadn’t given him a list! So I began compiling. Every time someone said a thing that made me wince, it went on the list, which lead to Part 1: What NOT to say when someone dies.

Each time someone said a thing that felt like love, made me farklempt, I took a screenshot, and it went on the list. 

This is the farklempt list.

As I wrote in “what NOT to say,” the useful things people say are fairly varied (and tailored to the griever), while the un-useful things tend to be generic variations on a tired theme.
“what TO say” will be a living document, updated whenever I have something useful, or supremely un-useful, to add. Here we go.
Love in Louisville. 1. Photo credit to my love, Love in Louisville.

1.  Photo credit to my love, Zachary

2.  Selfie with Street Art by the windy, windy river

3.  Horsies! Street Art! (Do you know how much I love murals?!)

4.  Looking like an award-winning art teacher at the art teacher conference (ahem, he is the award-winning art teacher!), wearing a @riskgalleryboutique necklace & big fcking bow!)

5.  A Wizard interlude! What a delight to witness my friend @personisawake absolutely Rock @cm_louisville & inspire a roomful of humans

6.  When your love matches the art. 🖼️ *chef’s kiss*

7 & 8. Major interior design maxi inspo for my ADU reno from @21clouisville by @fallen_fruit 🌺🌷🌸🌻🌼💐🪷

9.  The crayon shirt, bow, and soft rainbow chiclet necklace style brought to you by my inner 6-year old!

#ilovelouisville #wizardry #creativemornings #21clouisville #21c
The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthr The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthropology-professor blazer is an excerpt from second iteration of my talk, “The Intimacy Equation,” which I first gave as part of the @bof VOICES conference, outside London in 2021. 

This rendition had a test-drive at my Toastmasters meeting last week. Imperfect, unrehearsed, delivered from bullet points with a slim little notebook in my hand… and yet, I have shared it with my paid subscribers over on Substack (link in bio) because I want to be a person who shares process, not just product.

(This is a bit of a coup for my recovering inner perfectionist, and I have to say, I’m a wee bit proud.)

I kept my fancy equation. 

But now I have a simple one, too. 

#toastmasters #publicspeaking #intimacycoach
More Chiro Office Portraits: 1. NY vibes in the 6 More Chiro Office Portraits:

1. NY vibes in the 6th borough

2. Googly eyes in @selkie 

3. Bossbitch even when she doesn’t get the grant

4. Started practicing yoga again did I tell you?

5. Big mad (but not at that yellow two-piece thrift score from @casapinellas !)

6. Sporty Spice (obsessed with that @tottobrand bag)

7. Grumpy girl, big bow

8. Resort style bb!

9. Sad girl lemonade

10. @selkie ballerina

11. Bridgerton on a no-makeup day (also @selkie )

12. The day I picked up my mother’s ashes (still haven’t opened them)

13. @temperleylondon & mourning
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral ( A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral (excerpt)

It was the night before Craig’s memorial, and I had an audition due. 

It was a feature film audition, due at 11am Pacific / 2pm Eastern. This happened to be squarely during the memorial. I was playing an elementary school teacher, and so when I packed in a whirl for New York, I grabbed my crayon shirt and a giant hair bow and figured surely I’d be able to wangle a human into helping me with my self-tape. New York is my hometown! So many potential wangles! Right?

Two nights prior, out with my friend @kristianndances , no stranger to auditions herself, I had an invitation to her Brooklyn apartment to get’er’done, but, you see, I didn’t have the shirt with me. And friend, if you pack your crayon shirt to audition for Miss Kelly the elementary school teacher then frankly, no other shirt will do.

Since I was staying with another friend, I asked him to help me, but he wasn’t available until the morning. 

The morning of the memorial. 

{ continued on horizontalwithlila.substack.com }
Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Lib Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Liberty.

Remember, I promised the good people of @stpetefl that if they gave me another limited edition Pride flag, I would wear it as a dress. @stpetepride 

AND SO I HAVE.

The Pride Market at Grand Central today was full of rainbows and swag and glitter, just the way I like it.

I love us all.

And I look forward to the day when all any of us need, is love. Because we’ve got plenty of that to go around.

#stpetepride #stpetefl
POV: When your friend is one of the great young ja POV: When your friend is one of the great young jazz guitarists, but you haven’t seen him play in a decade (except for that time last month when he accompanied you to sing at your mother’s funeral). What a mensch. What a band!

#natenajar
I’m just gonna leave this here. My fave sign at I’m just gonna leave this here.

My fave sign at @blackcrowcoffeeco 

Apropos of Everything.

#stpetepride 
#transrightsarehumanrights 
#blacklivesmatter 
#notinourname
Excerpt: You can even make a difference through sm Excerpt: You can even make a difference through small acts of resistance, ones that annoy or befuddle the evildoers, like witty and nonsensical emails to awful government agencies, clowns showing up outside imm!gration hearings, giant group dances in front of vile businesses. We can find a thousand little ways to gum up the works. Bonus to you if it makes you laugh. Bonus to everyone if it makes others laugh. The Resistance doesn’t have to be stodgy. 

We, like the Dark Side, can have cookies. 
We, unlike the Dark Side, can have joy.
But we MUST PROTEST in some fashion.

When I protest, I don’t want to do so by:

- Shaming the physical appearance of the evildoer
- Slut-shaming the evildoer
- Shaming their nationality, sexuality, identity, profession
- Talking about what they smell like
- Threatening murder or castration or people’s families

I completely understand why we do this, or at least, I think I understand why we are tempted to do this. We want to bully the bully, thinking that’s the only way he’ll understand. But the truth is that he’s probably not going to understand, whether or not we stoop to the low ground. He’s not going to understand because he is likely a sociopath. 

But we’re not doing it for him. We’re not pr0testing for him. 
We are pr0testing for Ian in Iowa who is a bit messed up and kind of confused and doesn’t really get the impact that this is having on, say, WOMEN, who opens up his news app and sees thousands upon thousands of, let’s just say women, pr0testing with signs, and maybe he goes, hm, why might they be pr0testing when they could be home having pancakes? Why might that be? And maybe Ian gets a little more informed that day about the plight of, hell, let’s say, women, and maybe just maybe he starts to act a wee bit differently, and then the whole butterfly effect thing is possible.

When pr0testing evildoing in its many many oppressive forms, I want to focus on their harmful ACTIONS, and CHOICES. 

I want them to rot for being rotten.

I’m interested in dismantling their ARGUMENTS
Proving false their IDEOLOGIES
Laying bare their HYPOCRISIES
Exploiting their INCONSISTENCIES
Disproving their FALSEHOODS

Cont’d on Substack
I want to share with you something in the famous @ I want to share with you something in the famous @elizabeth_gilbert_writer speech on creativity. It’s one of the most famous @ted talks in the world, and she talks about how ideas come to people. 

The way that I, that ideas come to me, is I will get a line of something and then I will get another line, and then I get nervous because I, if I get a third line, I might be okay, but the fourth line is gonna push the first line completely out. And it’s gone. 

So I have to, I have to get my, to my paper. I have to get to my paper and I have to write it down or, or, or whatever it is, my notes app in my phone, anything. I have to get it down or I’ll lose it. 

She talks about @tomwaits the famoso musician, driving in his car and a bit of melody comes to him. And he goes, “Can’t you see I’m driving? If you wanna exist, go bother somebody else. Go bother Leonard Cohen or somebody.” 

I don’t suggest you talk to your creativity that way, because as Elizabeth Gilbert likes to say, it is like a cat and it doesn’t understand you and your face looks funny when you do that. 

[4 of 5] 

The speech is available in bits here, or in its entirety on my horizontal with lila Substack — link in my bio. Love you. Go make art.
These are a few of my notebooks from over the year These are a few of my notebooks from over the years. Here are a few more. You’re invited to flip through them. These are my (not so private anymore) ideas, thoughts, classes, poems. I have no idea what you’re looking at. I don’t even remember most of what’s in these notebooks. But they’re there, because I captured them.

Anybody have a date in theirs? There should be dates. Can you call it out? 

[people call out dates]

So this is my work! Beginning in 2009 was the, the earliest date. There is so much that comes out of a creative brain, and I know that your brain is not dissimilar. I know that you are all creative beings.

One of my favorite books on creativity, and I don’t know if it’s been mentioned tonight because sadly I missed the first part, but it is a book called “bird by bird.” 

Oh, I didn’t mention it, but I love that book. 

By Anne Lamott. Are you the only one who’s read it? Has anybody else read this book? “bird by bird” It is one of only two books on creativity I would actually recommend. Otherwise, I would recommend you just go out and make stuff. 

In this book, she says, and I have carried this quote with me because I have been this way throughout... I mean, it must be... it’s, it’s my entire remembered life, it could be as young as 5 years old, a perfectionist. She says, “Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor. It will keep you cramped and insane your entire life.” 

The voice of the oppressor. 

I think about that all the time. I do not want to be oppressed. No! Viva la revolución! You know, I don’t want that for myself. And so I have been internally oppressing myself. Most of what you see in these books, and that’s not all of them, right? And that’s only from 2009. Most of what you’ve seen in these books has not seen the light of day. 

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