Exorcising the Beast

Truthfully…..I’ve been sitting on this post for at least 10 days now. I wrote it in response to a lot that I saw and was feeling and was realizing – then chickened out in posting it.  But I feel the need to speak this into the ether – into the universe.  In many ways, it…

Dreams Denied.

I woke up – hot – kicking the covers off – and on the brink of orgasm. That dream – that fucking dream – I started on my knees. Naked. I took his cock in my mouth. As I worked to take more and more of it into my mouth – into my throat –…

The Voyage

There is a place I realized I had driven by but never through to explore it. I realized that back in October or November when a show did a whole thing about the ghosts that live there. The ghosts were a combination of the white people who settled and tried to keep people safe in…

Processing….

Months ago, I was listening to a podcast on my commute when one of the people, a writer, commented that the important part of writing is knowing when not to write from a place of pain. Writing from a place of pain and publishing it is just never going to yield the results you want….

Friday Feelz

Subdued. Shocked. Sad. Yesterday while at home trying to kick this crud that I caught, I got text after text after text from a cohort. I was half asleep when it started, so I tried ignoring it until it become clear I needed to call. I checked my work emails first to see if there…

Reality

Reality is – I cannot undo the experiences of the past. Only you can decide to undo them. Only you can decide that it is time to let it go – to realize that maybe that time was the exception and not the rule. Only you can put it at peace and choose a different…

Through The Looking Glass

I shoot photos at a monthly kink event. It is a lot of rope – some impact scenes – and a shit ton of “kinky” people who like to wear it but not play it. And that’s a statement, by the way, not a judgement. People need to be who they are – and that’s…

Friday Feelz

Cooked. Done. Counting down the minutes until I can go home. Tired. Each year, the company holds a management summit that starts on a Wednesday afternoon and lasts through Friday about 1pm. During that time, we spend, well, way too much time together meeting, eating, drinking, and team building. By the time Friday comes around,…