SexBot Interview – Real Life on the Real Life Sex Doll

MB: Reading the short bio about this book makes it all too real. Recently I interviewed a sex doll company called Sinthetics one of the many makers of real life sex dolls. While the dolls are costly, it seems that having this type of companion is worthy from someone having to search a relationship when they can have the companionship of “flesh touch” without the hard work of relationships. What are your personal thoughts on this?


I think it’s clear that human relationships are the hardest thing we have to deal with. Why do so many people hate to go to work every day? Is it because of the work itself? I doubt it. The vast majority of people like to work, and they don’t even mind doing menial tasks.

I’ve had dozens of jobs in my life, starting at an early age, from physical grunt labor when I was a kid, to brainiac consulting work that pays really well as an adult. I can’t say I ever had a job where I disliked the actual work. It’s the people! Other people make life hard.

I look around at the people I know. Bad marriage. Bad marriage. Bad relationship. Weird obsessive pursuit of someone who isn’t interested. Abusive relationship. Bad marriage. It seems like one couple in ten manage to work out an arrangement where they actually find something like happiness together.

Many people enter a relationship and they’re just projecting their desires, hopes, and fantasies onto the other person. Things go south when the reality of the other person starts to come into focus. “Hmmm. She’s not who I thought she was.”

Obviously, we need sexual relationships in our lives. Most of us do, anyway. How enticing to have a doll, or a robot, that you can have a sexual relationship with, live out any fantasy you like, and that doll or robot never puts forward their own agenda. They don’t have any opinions. They have no past, only a present with you. They don’t have any problems. They don’t have mood swings. Their eye never wanders.

They never get old in the human sense, and when they get old in the mechanical sense, you just buy a new one.

MB: Your book has a mix of thriller and the technology of people seeking out immortality. Where did most of your inspiration draw when you first began writing this book?


I think about mortality a lot. I always have. I’ll admit that I’m not that excited about the prospect of dying.

Then a couple years ago I was riding the train from New York to Florida. The dining car only has about 20 tables, so they make you sit with people you don’t know. This is a nice thing in that you eat your meal with people you wouldn’t meet otherwise.

One day, I had lunch in the dining car with a Manhattan real estate developer. He was a rich guy, and talkative. He was interested in a lot of things.

At first, he was telling me about how the Japanese are in the process of developing robots (for example, the Geminoid) that are nearly lifelike. He was excited by this prospect. He thought that within another ten years, the robots would be so lifelike that you wouldn’t be able to tell them apart from real people.

He also thought that lifelike but largely motionless sex dolls like the Real Doll, would soon be wed to advanced robot technologies like the Geminoid. Throw in artificial intelligence that’s already mimicking the way human eyes see and how people make decisions, along with human voice technology that’s widely available, and you’ve got the ingredients for a very, very realistic sexbot.

The important thing, for this guy, was that the sexbots wouldn’t be real women. This is important because real women come with so much baggage – they have opinions, ideas, moods, frustrations, children, ex-husbands, money problems, health problems, jobs, and menstrual cycles. The real estate developer thought the ideal woman would be someone who had none of these things. All she would have is a perfect body, forever young, and a desire to please her master.He said, “What would something like that be worth? For me, I know I’d pay at least $100,000. At that price, I’d probably buy three of them.”

Later, he told me that he had contracted to have himself cryogenically frozen when he dies. He said that within 50 years, scientists will have perfected a process for downloading human awareness into machines.

When they do, very wealthy people will be able to live forever, more or less. When the machine starts to break down, you just swap the awareness into a different, newer, and in all likelihood, even more advanced machine.

So why was this guy planning to freeze himself? Because he didn’t think he’d be alive long enough to see these breakthroughs. So he plans to come back after he dies, and then be downloaded.I asked him what he thought about heaven and the idea of missing out on it.

He told me that even if there is a heaven, it can wait. Heaven is for eternity, which is a very long time. The immortality he’s dreaming of can only last as long as there’s a modern society to support the robots. How long can that last? A thousand years? Ten thousand? Eventually, human civilization will collapse, the robot immortals will die off, and heaven will still be right there, waiting to receive them.

Naturally, this conversation gave me an idea for a violent, futuristic suspense novel. That novel is called Sexbot.

MB: How much of the book contains the realistic point of view that people would rather have sex doll for companionship as opposed to human contact?


There used to be a man named Felix Dennis. He’s dead now. I guess immortality didn’t happen fast enough for him. He was the fantastically wealthy publisher of numerous magazines, including Maxim, which is the one most people know. He used to say that his businesses were his passion, and he didn’t have the time or the inclination for a messy human relationship with a woman. What he did have was money. So he spent a lot of money on high-class prostitutes, where the nature of the relationship was clear, and time-limited.

In the book, most of the people who have sex dolls are wealthy, with lives somewhat out of balance in this way. There’s a rich, arrogant CEO who surrounds himself with Sexbots because he’s a bit of a perv. He runs his company while wearing a bathrobe like Hugh Hefner. See, because any minute he’s going to have sex again, so there’s no sense getting dressed.

There is also a wealthy old man whose wife of 50 years has died, and he has no interest in pursuing another human relationship. He also has several Sexbots, but mostly they just sit around his penthouse in various fashionable outfits. And there is a man who was badly disfigured in the Afghanistan war, and feels that he can’t find a woman who will have him. He has one, early model, pre-owned (used) Sexbot – it’s all he can afford.

So there are a range of motivations.

MB: Without giving too much away there’s a twist in this book because the murdered character is searching for her murderer. How did you come up with this concept?


I don’t remember specifically. I tend to have a lot of ideas when I wake up in the morning. The gremlins bring them to me in my sleep. I think that’s where that concept must have come from. Gremlins.

And, you know, probably the movie Ghost was an influence, which came out when I was a kid. In that one, Patrick Swayze has been murdered by his business partner, and Swayze’s ghost is helping his wife (pre-boob-jobs Demi Moore) solve the murder. With of course, a tour-de-force comedic performance by Whoopi Goldberg as the fake psychic who turns out, to her own dismay, to be a real psychic.

How ironic that Patrick Swayze really is dead now. I feel like if you’re an actor, you shouldn’t let them cast you as a dead person. Often enough, thoughts become reality.

Remember Biggie Smalls. The two albums he completed during his lifetime were “Ready to Die,” and “Life After Death.” Uh, Biggie? Careful what you think about.

By the way, I hope Whoopi Goldberg lives forever, because she’s a national treasure.

MB: Most of your books are based on the darkness beauty and murder. When you begin your journey in creating the characters for your next story, do you know more or less what the ending will be?


I tend to write plot-driven thrillers where the storyline suggests maybe a dozen different possible endings, at most. Of those, I don’t always know which one it’s going to be. Characters often take on a life of their own and steer the ship a little bit. That said, I do know before I start that the good guys (to the extent that there are good guys) are going to win in the end.

MB: When writing Sexbot did you talk to anyone who owns a sex doll and what was the significance of the relationship with the doll?


If you go on internet bulletin boards where people are talking about modern sex dolls like RealDoll and others, there are men who describe how the dolls are better than real women. Keep in mind these dolls are inanimate objects. They don’t speak. They don’t move, unless you move them (and they’re heavy). They can’t really play along with you at all.

Yet, somehow there are men that find this preferable to real women. They say things like, “No more head games. No more cold shoulder. No more lies. No more manipulation. No more having to buy stuff for a woman just to get sex. I love my RealDoll.”

This is what some men are already experiencing. Now imagine a future where Sexbots exist. They seem alive. They are alert. They move, they speak. They look at you. They are incredibly sensual. And they are essentially slaves. All they do is what you tell them to do. All they say is how wonderful you are. I think that’s the main significance of the relationship.

When I was in college, I knew this guy in one of my writing classes. He was a rich kid, kind of eccentric, who lived alone in a big house off campus. I don’t think he had many friends. One day he invited me over for a few beers.

When I went over there, I found that he had peopled his entire house with female mannequins. The mannequins were all wearing these sort of Frederick’s of Hollywood costumes. Two mannequins sitting on the couch in see-through teddies. A mannequin in the kitchen wearing an apron, high heels, a chef’s hat, and nothing else. A mannequin standing by a book shelf in a thong and a t-shirt. You know, looking for a book to read.

This was back when sex dolls seemed more like pneumatic flotation devices than real people. Store mannequins were way more realistic than sex dolls.

So I’m staring at this bizarre scene, the guy hands me a beer, and he says, “These are my girls. I love my girls, and they love me, too.”

MB: When writing your books do you learn something personal about yourself or about the characters you create?


All of my main characters are good, if flawed, people who are on the run from, or who are up against, sinister, seemingly unstoppable forces. I only came to realize this in retrospect, and really only after people started pointing it out to me.

Of course, I have felt this way my entire life. I’m being hunted by scary, gigantic forces that are half-seen and unknowable. Maybe I’m running from my traumatic childhood and my alcoholic, long-deceased father. Maybe from black knights on horseback during a past life. I don’t know. But this much is clear: people don’t know where I am. A handful do, most don’t.

My Facebook page says I’m somewhere. I’m not there. When I file my tax return, I put a return address on the envelope. It’s not my address. If I write you a check, there will be an address on the check. I never lived there. People I work with will email me and say, “Where are you right now?” And I will say, “I’m in an undisclosed location.” I rarely talk on the telephone.

I travel a lot. I’m on the move a lot. Sometimes, I am halfway around the world from where I appear to be. I like it when I can conduct business with people, and they think I’m in Maine, but really I’m in Tahiti, or in Thailand. For a long time, I didn’t think this desire was the slightest bit unusual.

If I hadn’t written all these books, and readers hadn’t said to me, “Your characters are always on the run,” I may never have noticed that I’m also on the run.

MB: Human immortality….real or not?


I think it depends on how things go. Human bodies seem to have a pre-set maximum lifespan of about 120 to 130 years. It can’t be exceeded. The oldest person who ever lived, and had a birth certificate to prove her age, died when she was 126. That’s not bad, but most people won’t come anywhere close to that. And not for nothing, but sea turtles can live to be 400 or 500 years old.

So our bodies wear out, they’re not built to last, and there doesn’t seem to be much we can do about that. We might eke out an extra few years by eating plain yogurt and jogging every morning, but the gains will be nothing spectacular.

The thing is, we aren’t the bodies we inhabit. We are something else, and it’s possible that we are even located somewhere else. And technology is advancing rapidly. Assume for a minute that we don’t destroy ourselves with nuclear weapons (remember those? They’re all still there, and we don’t like the Russians any more than we ever did). And assume that global warming doesn’t take a sudden, irreversible leap forward which quickly wipes out modern civilization. If these things don’t happen, then technology will continue to advance at an ever-accelerating rate.

Artificial intelligence is poised to make dramatic jumps that will have people questioning what it means to be human. Now, the machines could become so smart, so fast, that they decide we’re a nuisance and a pestilence, and they try to get rid of us. That might happen, but as pestilences go, I’d say we’d be pretty hard to eradicate. At least as tough as cockroaches.

More likely, we will harness artificial intelligence, and marry it to human intelligence. In ways that are hard to imagine right now, people will become one with machines. A human awareness that lives inside of a machine will enjoy a sort of immortality that could go on as long as the machines last. Further, that awareness could probably move around a network similar to the internet. The network would have to be much more advanced than the internet, but I can picture humans moving along it much the way spiders, bots and viruses do now.

And naturally, the humans could inhabit super-lifelike robots.

I really think this kind of immortality is a possibility.

Thank you so much for your interview and being featured on Kink E~ Magazine!

Thanks, Marabelle. I love your work.

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