A touch of real life in every story…
I’ve spent years and years reading smutty romance novels. Where on the covers were half dressed men with glistening chests. The women they held in their arms, had they not been drawn, would have popped their cleavage right from their bodice. I was happy to read, and so was my husband, those books and never [...]
I started NaNo in hopes that I would be able to finish and have a novel to edit. When it became a burden and a sense of guilt and resentment I knew it was time to let it go. I want to give accolades to the MLs and the writing friends I have through NaNo. [...]
How can passion be so very random? I’ve taken time to think about passion and and the first thing I think about is love, lust, touching, feeling, and heat. I’m sure I could go on, but it’s not in anyone’s best interest right now. But you need not have a positive passion about something. Even [...]
when I became that person. You know, the one who has doormat written all over their forehead! When I was young and spry, if you pissed me off, damnit you knew about it. But as I get older, I try to put on this little front of nicety. When did I start doing this? My [...]
I wonder if feeling life’s pain and disappointments really do make you stronger. As I lie here thinking when I should be sleeping I fear that strengthening may be the farthest thing from what really happens life. For the women who read this, think about nail polish. I know, out there a little bit, but [...]
