I decided to read this book as a way to gain insight into the mind of a drug addict and escort. To that end, I suppose it did satisfy my curiosity, however the ride wasn't a pleasant one.
Ashly Lorenzana is a drug addict and sex worker, and her journal spans almost five years of mayhem. If you want a story about growth or redemption, or even shame, this is not your book. Between the first and last page, nothing really changes.
She's either in love with someone (there are three men in the five years she fell in love with), or she hates them. She enjoys the sex side of her business, indeed many of her clients give her things to help support her.
Most of all, Ashly's focus was on keeping a regular supply of drugs. Whenever she is forced not to take them (say she is in rehab), all she can think about is how great her high will be once she gets back out.
Every problem that comes her way, from getting a speeding ticket to her mother's anger is never her fault. Throughout the course of the journals, she behaves deplorably with no regrets. She's pissed at the f****g judges for handing her sentences.
Her affections flit like the wind and she falls madly in love (and out of it) three times during the five years she kept the journal. At one point she's deeply in love with and having sex with her mother's boyfriend while she is engaged to someone else.
I suppose Ashly's journal entries accurately reflects her, they are scattered and unorganized. She also rambles and repeats herself. Her life is miserable although none of it is her own fault.
During the duration of the book she becomes pregnant (the father has to be one of three men, because the rest she uses condoms with). She knows she needs to have an abortion, but considers not having one because she doesn't like the pain.
Only when she's told she will be given additional painkillers does she show up for the operation. Otherwise, she would have continued using.
She likes her sex (sometimes), and her drugs (all the time), and she seems to enjoy painting herself the victim.
Overall, Sex, Drugs, & Being an Escort is a depressing read.
My name is Ashly and for the past several years I have worked as a female escort. I started out by advertising in the now extinct Craig's List "erotic services" section. Having lived with my grandparents for most of my childhood, moving to Portland from the Oregon Coast gave me a chance to spend some time with my mother.
Like her, I'm a drug addict with a decided preference for crystal meth or "uppers" in general. In an odd and unexpected way, it was our addictions that brought us "together." It always seemed to be a man that ended up forcing us apart again.
Many new experiences were waiting for me in Portland, some of which I would never have imagined. Moving to Portland is where it all started.
This book is a scattered personal journal chronicling the last several years of my very unconventional life.