Rant #1

Just because my writing happens to be sexually explicit, do not for one minute assume that I am seeking sexual interaction with you. I do not have to care how my words make you feel. Your urges are not MY FAULT. What you want to do behind your computer screen or in your mind is exactly that – in your head, in cyberspace, and NOT REAL.

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Flights of fantasy

f16cffa09bf0d47c175416cdebadc59bIf I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?

In my head, fantasies and frolics jostle for space amongst the mundane thinking required for daily life. My fantasies fight with one another to get my attention and then prick at physical sensations, reminding me that they could be real if I allowed them to be.

I love to know what other people think about, its a big thing for me. I want to know what he is thinking when we’re making love – even if he’s not thinking of me. I want to know what is in your head whilst you watch, or read my words. I wonder, are you the same as me?

I want to feed my own thoughts, allowing them to trickle between the gaps of my consciousness, stored for another time or to melt into the here and now. Maybe it’s just something for me to write about further, or act out if I get the chance. The mind is a powerful thing. It needs feeding – so tell me.


Teaser and the Teased – with thanks to Liverpoolmunky76

 

 

Radio silence

I’m away looking after a family member who has been in hospital. It’s tough. Barely time to think, read, or write.

I’ve collated many scribbled notes in my journal. Whether I will know when I get home what I intended to do with them is another matter. 

I’ve had four different ideas for my series. I’m enjoying letting them drift into my head in brief moments of peace and quiet. It can’t all be bad!
Until then…