Don’t Comfort Me With Lies

On Sunday evening I tweeted a frustration and now that it’s been exorcised from my mind, I’m thinking about it more and I’m even more frustrated. I hold my tongue on the vast majority of things that piss me off in this community because it matters a whole heck of a lot to me and…

A Big Thank You (On The Occasion of My 500th Post!)

I’ve started and re-started this post a dozen times. I’m feeling really some sort of way about 500 entries on this blog and thinking about all of the people who have helped me get here. I want to do my best to mention and thank people, knowing full well I will forget someone or someone…

Deep Space

I try, very hard, to be what you want. I try so hard sometimes I can’t see myself; a shimmering mirage, a glittering lie. I try to make it true, to come together in the shape you crave, to say the words you need to hear to know that this is real. It’s so real…

#SOSS – Sorry, Not Sorry

Every week I feel guilty if I don’t do a post for Share Our Shit Saturday. On weeks that I have my own shit together enough to share my love of other writer’s shit, I still feel guilty. I love the concept of #SOSS and #FF and all the celebratory shout out prompts and memes…

The Healing Power of Ritual

I have always craved ritual, craved it in a deep and significant way, for as long as I can remember. My entirely secular upbringing, by unsentimental ex-catholics, meant that nothing felt sacred, nothing had any pomp or circumstance to it. The idea of imbuing an object or practice with significance or creating ritual was absurd…

Too Shy

I’m too shy. I want you to watch, but I’m too shy. I want to see your slow smile as my hand slips beneath the soft cotton of my panties. I want to make you lick your lips and gnaw at them. I want to make you wait. But I’m too shy. My mind’s eye…

Convention Compersion

I am not well versed in FOMO (the fear of missing out). When I feel it, which is very rare and always very specific, it’s incredibly uncomfortable and hard to deal with. This is the third (fourth?) year that I have shared in the excitement of my fellow sex bloggers as they prepare for their…