I’ve realized my major problem as a writer, what holds me back more than anything.
Self-consciousness, that pesky inner critic who will not shut the fuck up.
I find I do best when I can really just focus on the task in hand and not generate a band of hecklers in my head. » Read more
There is no such thing as a lover’s oath.
I’ve written a bit about my dating patterns in past relationships:
I limited my sights to those who approached me, no matter how underwhelmed I was by their character, their accomplishments, their insights. I based my level of interest on their level of interest and once in a relationship would work desperately to foster reciprocal emotions. » Read more
Tom Lehrer was the Weird Al Yankovic of the 50’s and 60’s. Ran into this song in one of Skyspook’s Pandora stations and just had to share. » Read more
I am really bad at being a grown-up sometimes. This is especially true when it comes to love. Despite prioritizing romantic love above virtually anything else in my life, I have had some truly shit-acular relationships in my time. I am a master of breakups, heartache, and disappointment. » Read more
I keep running into one disturbing trend as I explore the Master/slave community and Skyspook and I experiment with the dynamic: Male supremacy.
I know, I know. I am a female-bodied person kneeling before a male-bodied person. I call him “Sir,” follow orders, consent as he beats me, degrades me, uses me for his own sexual pleasure. » Read more
The first time I got off on being used as furniture, I was 17 years old.
It was at my best friend N’s 18th birthday party. Her parents had converted their basement into an awesome entertaining room – complete with a full bar and bear skin rug. On other occasions, N and I would sneak down there, » Read more
Photo by Jan Tik / CC BY
Recently, I had the opportunity to speak with a woman in the process of leaving an abusive relationship. I met her at a bar, brought there by a mutual friend who thought the two of us would benefit from talking to one another. » Read more
This past Christmas, Skyspook gave me a Kindle Touch. Every year, his employer lets them choose a gift from the company from a list of options, and this year, he selected the e-reader and gave it to me along with a gift card to buy accessories and books for it.
When I received the Kindle, » Read more
I mentioned a few posts back about a writing project I’ve undertaken, a book, a memoir.
It’s an odd feeling writing this book. The person I’ve been spending the most time with lately is the me of 2009. Somehow I feel I owe her an apology. I guess the book is that apology. » Read more
A few days ago, I became aware that someone I was friendly with back in Maine was silently following me on social media. She’d posted a random comment, and a few minutes later, I had figured out who she was. The language and attitude were unmistakably her, and the profile pictures, although they didn’t show her face, » Read more