Insatiable: Porn-A Love Story

So. Pretty.

Title: Insatiable: Porn-A Love Story
Author: Asa Akira
Original Publication Date: May 6th, 2014
Original Price: $25 (Hardcover)
Number of Pages: 256
Starkiller Rating: ★★★✫✫

Quick Synopsis: Asa Akira, our beloved self proclaimed “Anal Queen” enlightens us about her life dabbling in drugs, food, butt-plugs, and enemas.

I’d like to start off with, if I could give half-stars, I would. But I’m not about that life so I’d rather round down than round up.
The first half of her memoir was about, you guessed it, her early life in porn and crime. I’d also like to state that I never really knew anything about Asa Akira or the industry. She had very typical things to say though. Things that I would think a stereotypical adult actress would do/have gone through. There was a part where that talks about how she’s always thought she was molested as a child, which is absolutely terrible, but almost expected…not in a bad way. Ugh. It’s going to sound bad either way. But honestly, if you live a life like hers, I would assume that, yes, you probably suffered from something as a child that is making you act out or feel that what you’re doing  is appropriate behavior. Like yes she’s an adult and she can do whatever she wants with her life and her asshole but…I mean, it isn’t really appropriate. I sound like a jerk don’t I?
Anyway, let’s get past this.
She was on all kinds of drugs when she was younger and had two abortions. But you know what was the most surprising part about this all (well, at least to me)? The fact that this all happened before she even got into porn. It’s just like wow. If all this was a part of my life, I just would not think that porn would be my solution, but she did. So props to her on that.
My point though, is that I was just endlessly interested in her life. This woman I knew nothing about. She was just a name to me with the attached description: Porn Star. That’s all I had to go with (and the gorgeous book cover) and I could not get enough…until she started talking about her (now) husband. I didn’t want to know about her sex life with him, her fights with him, or, honestly, anything about him at all. It just got so boring. And too lovey dovey over this oddly abusive relationship… It was like driving a brand new Mustang at full speed straight into a well supported brick wall: the first part is exciting and liberating all at the same time, while the end result is just a pile of mush nobody cares about.

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