Amanda Earl’s smut

Ottawa writer Amanda Earl is returning to Venus Envy to read her saucy and salacious erotic work as part of the Voices of Venus series.

The first writer to appear in the series when it began in 2009, Earl, who describes herself as a “polyamorous love anarchist, poet and pornographer,” says the material she’s presenting this time around encompasses all genders.

“[It’s] a kind of potpourri of smut. BDSM, trans, straight slut [and] humiliation and degradation,” Earl explains.

A celebration of women’s spoken word and live literature, the Voices of Venus converge every second Wednesday of the month. Each gathering begins with an all-female open mic followed by a performance from a featured artist.

Earl at the Tree Reading Series 2009

Voices of Venus

Wednesday, April 10, 7:30pm

320 Lisgar St

$5

For more info on Voices of Venus, visit the official site or the Facebook group.

Algonquin College journalism grad. Podcaster @qqcpod.

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