This is Damien Rice, who is an amazing, literary songwriter, and who is one of my favorite modern artists. I had three videos ready to share, but I think my one favorite song is enough. Okay, maybe two. Today has been a high stress day. Tomorrow may be the same. Nothing spectacular, simply a clusterContinue reading “~Words~”
Monthly Archives: February 2014
~Brave~
I don’t like being scared. I don’t enjoy fear; the anticipation, the sweaty palms. I hate being startled, and the knowledge that something is coming for me, keeps me away from haunted houses and out of scary movies. I find it neither entertaining nor fun to feel that adrenaline surge …my heart racing…and yes, possiblyContinue reading “~Brave~”
~Daydream For A Succubus~ (BOAW3 )
This is absolutely NSFW. As I have gotten older, I have come to a place where I can reconcile my sexuality with my mainstream socialization that “nice girls don’t”. I was forty-two years old before I discovered the pleasure and beauty of my own sexuality. My sexy. My sex. My sexy is mine, andContinue reading “~Daydream For A Succubus~ (BOAW3 )”
~Try~
Last night a couple of my demons came out from their hiding places, just to remind me that they are still there. They are smaller, and less threatening than I remember them being, but they still took me by surprise. Special Man and I had a date which for some reason, was difficult for meContinue reading “~Try~”
~Some People~
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. they’ll find me there. it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and they pour wine down my throat rub my chest sprinkle me with oils. then, I’ll rise with a roar, rant, rage – curse them and the universe asContinue reading “~Some People~”
~Reality~
I’ve been asked a few times if my little poly network knows that I blog about myself, about my relationships, and about them. I’ve been asked if it affects my writing, if my important people do read what I write. The answer is yes. They know. And yes, it affects what and how much IContinue reading “~Reality~”
~Grateful~
If you blog about poly, you are an activist. Some of you know this already. Some of you are thinking, “I’m just writing about my life. I’m not an activist. Why would anyone want to be an activist?” I don’t know if anyone wakes up one morning and decides to be an activist. I don’tContinue reading “~Grateful~”
~Ka-pow!~
Girls are silly creatures. (Boys are too, but right now I’m focusing on my never ending battle with perfectionism and insecurity.) Case in point: The End.
~Morning~
This morning one of my teenagers woke me up with a hug, and said, “Thanks for feeding me so I don’t starve, Mom.” Understandably confused by this sudden display of gratitude, I asked him what he wanted, thinking that he wanted money or something. “It’s Valentine’s Day,” he said, “and I’m trying to be nice.”Continue reading “~Morning~”
~Sit~
Special Man sent this to my email this morning. It’s so sweet my teeth are aching. I love it.