The Joy of a Sunrise

I just finished writing a lengthy post about an experience I had when I was younger. When I finished it, I was unhappy with myself. I guess the experience was more negative than I remember. I don’t want to write about negative things. It was supposed to be about a time when I learned to [...]

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Learning to Love

* An Introductory Note: My blog contains a blend of fiction and creative non-fiction. When I tell of events specifically involving myself, they really happened to me. Sometimes I blur exact locations and change the names of people involved to protect their anonymity. This particular post involves a real-life person who is very important to [...]

Big Bouncing Beauties

It usually starts before I even speak to a man. Or even to a woman for that matter. People, for the most part, are very polite. But it’s always there. Most people look first at my boobs and then at my face. A few ardent souls will try and keep eye contact but the sexual [...]

A Guide to Practical Sex Magic

Real Magic As we’re in this Halloween season and people talk freely of ghosts and magic I’d like to make a confession of my own. I believe in magic. Real magic of course. Carl Sagan, the famous scientist and educator, once famously said: “What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made [...]

4 Ways To Banish Sex Guilt and Shame

I am not a sex therapist. I am a mom and a wife and a woman and a lover. My advice and opinions don’t come under the endorsement of a degree nor am I qualified to give you therapy. Unless it’s massage 🙂 But then again, this is free. So I suppose I’m doing as [...]

Would You Read Horror Erotica?

I have always delighted in scary and creepy things much to my husband's delight. In fact, our first date ever was to a horror movie. I love the macabre and creepy. My husband used to work for a mortuary when we were first married and I'd make some extra money by helping him clean the [...]

The Football Dare

I grew up in a football home. My dad coached little-league and all my brothers played. I was a cheerleader on the sidelines for all their games. I was not very good. I was the football girl. You know, the one who actually understood the game and had an opinion about what was going on. [...]