You're a Bad Man, Aren't You?

These poignantly provocative stories feature mannequin fetishism, midget love, and pornographers gone wild, providing the perfect literary accompaniment to the porn collection of any true intellectual. Bringing together the hilariously obscene and the obscenely hilarious, You're a Bad Man, Aren't You? heralds the unexpected arrival of Pornographic Postmodern Literature. Fondling a book has never felt quite this good.

"Susannah Breslin is the Dorothy Parker of post-millennial sexual exploratory writing. More than simply reveling in what is sexy about sex, she knows what is funny about sex and illuminates it as the most comprehensive expression of all that is weird and touching, uncomfortable and pathos-ridden about the human experience. She is literature's dominatrix, with a heart where her whip should be." Richard Rushfield, author of On Spec, editor of The LA Innuendo

"Susannah Breslin writes about sex in America the way Darwin used to study monkeys humping. The stories are like shattered glass; cold, hard and sharp. A window on the underside of the world, kicked in with a stiletto heel." Warren Ellis, creator of Transmetropolitan, Orbiter and Global Frequency

"You won't find Susannah Breslin's new book, You're a Bad Man, Aren't You?, at Barnes & Noble, nor is it likely to pass the censors at Wal-Mart. Her voyeuristic stories press your nose to the smudged windows of Los Angeles and the San Fernando Valley for a view of the pornographic film sets and fetishistic explorations within." The Gambit Weekly (New Orleans)

Susannah Breslin is a writer, photographer, and comics-artist. Currently, she is at work on a Dante's-Inferno-meets-"Boogie Nights"-semi-autobiographical novel, If Only These Hands Could Talk, based on her experiences loitering around Porn Valley. Her work has appeared in Salon, Harper's Bazaar, Details, Nerve, Variety, and Exquisite Corpse, among other publications. She grew up in Berkeley, California, and is 6'2".