The Porn Project #2 front cover

The Porn Project #2 front cover

Self Published in 2008

Before I had my sweaty little palms on the Porn Project’s inaugural issue, I happened upon the second issue.

I read a lot of zines, so I understand the production arc of a zine fairly well.  Typically, the first issue is the least polished.  The writing lacks a tight focus and struggles to find a voice or tries too hard to be all things to all people. As a zine grows legs and finds a voice, its writing grows sharper and more focused making for much better reading.

From a visual perspective, a zine’s first issue often has a better and more interesting layout as the publisher, not knowing what he is doing breaks the established “rules” for graphic design and comes out with something that is breaks the visual mold.  Sometimes that isn’t the case though and the visual quality improves as production values improve.

Knowing that, I waited until I had read the first issue of the Porn Project to delve into the second. While I wasn’t overwhelmed with issue one, I had hopes for this issue.  Those hopes were misplaced.

With the annoying rubber band binding and outrageous cover price of $5, I figured that the girls (those of you with a bent for political correctness or inclusiveness can substitute women, bitches, or womyn as suits your fancy) would give me a much better product than the first issue had for the same price.  For a zine titled “The Porn Project” saying that things were only going down would seem to connote a good thing. Too bad that isn’t the case here.  Compared to the first issue, this thing went down like a like the Hindenburg.

Rather than becoming clearer or more focused, the writing here seems to ramble more and astonishingly got less sexy. Not only that, the illustrations went from nondescript to eye watering.  If this is what passes for interesting insightful erotica from a woman’s point of view, I’ll stick with good old fashioned smut.

If a third issue of the Porn Project comes out, I will likely buy it.  But don’t worry about me suffering by reading it. I have a plan: instead of torturing myself with what will likely be a terrible read, I will make my girl read it first and have her tell me if it is any good. If it turns out to be as awful as I imagine it could be, I can claim it was a really intense scene. If by some miracle she reports the Porn Project rights its sinking ship, I’ll give it yet one more chance.