Finding a means and still looking for a way

I moved to a new state last week of September. Found a job opportunity by way of a flaky friend who interviewed and was offered the job but backed out at the last moment. She recommended me and the rest is history.  So the means to the drudgery we call survival is a bit more secure now.  I still trust no one I work with. Corporate workers are some of the vilest people on earth. I’m no better- constantly backing up communication and data files in the hidden “CYA” folder everyone maintains on a thumb disk. Just in case..Next 3 … Continue reading Finding a means and still looking for a way

In remission 

If one looks up the definition of “remission” anywhere, there are several meanings to the noun. Most equate it with disease as it’s mostly overused in that medical connotation. Just like my most disliked overused adjective (“amazing” ), it falls out of most mouths like badly ingested soup or yogurt. Sheer drivel. Remission’s formal definition- that of exculpation or forgiveness of sin- is my current state of life. I’m seeking remission for whatever I did in any previous life to have had such a tough few years. I hope I can be granted remission to have a reason to smile … Continue reading In remission 

Facebook follies

The Master introduced me to one of his ex wives years ago. This was a month or so after I met him in the flesh (we “met” on one of those hookup sites and talked on the phone for about a year prior to that).  Sounds strange to the average vanilla woman but ,as I detailed in a few of the trysts found in BeDtime Stories for the Master , he had a plan. And we discussed “the plan” on and off over the past 10 years. Suffice it to say that as I’ve never come out of the BDSM closet (nor … Continue reading Facebook follies

The sounds in the sea of dreams

I’ve been asked if I dream in color or black and white. I do neither – at least I don’t think I do. The few memorable dreams I’ve had recently were more vivid in sound than sight. They were more vivid in feel (meaning ,when I woke, I could feel on my person where my dream broke off).  I don’t dream much anymore. The few times I might are as vivid in smell, sound and touch than sight.  #vivid Continue reading The sounds in the sea of dreams

He’s not just an “ex” 

So after nearly 2 years, I hooked up with Master last weekend. We happened to be in same place at the same time. Guess the moon and stars were in correct formation. I can’t describe my feelings while I was with him although I could get perverse in my description of the rendezvous. I only can express how I feel right now. In this moment, all alone again. Buzzfeed video to sum it up Continue reading He’s not just an “ex” 

Writing rumblings..

Writing and publishing BeDtime Stories for the Master was the easy part. I often chuckle when I see new authors on either Goodreads or Twitter starting their profiles with “published author”. So what?! I found the time to compile the 10 plus years of short stories into a readable format and found a fairly inexpensive publisher who managed to get my graphic BDSM themed  e-book out on all major e-retail sites. NO BODY TELLS YOU THE HARD PART IS SELLING! Selling copy, of course, includes marketing and a lot of self-promotion. Which I try to do on a weekly basis. … Continue reading Writing rumblings..

New Year’s Day

It’s another New Year’s day. In my part of these great United States, it’s a fairly typical one- rainy and damp cold. Not frigid but cold enough to make one rather stay under the blankets. And meditate or ruminate or resolve to do things differently. I, for one, quit making resolutions a long time ago. I like to poke fun at those who still do make New Year resolutions (in a good natured way, of course). It’s great to have goals and ambition. It’s also great when you realize it’s just the start of something new (like a calendar year) … Continue reading New Year’s Day

“Heteroflexible”? Really?

**From my Fetlife journal** I suppose one of the surprises I’ve had visiting Fetlife is the available classification of sexual orientation called “heteroflexible”. I don’t identify as bi-sexual but list it as such because I have no issues playing with women (e.g. eating out, finger or dildo fucking, bringing to orgasm). However, I do not seek women out as partners,lovers, etc. So when I looked up the term “heteroflexible” online to see if perhaps it’s a better fit for me here’s what I found. Wikipedia: “Heteroflexibility is a form of a sexual orientation or situational sexual behavior characterized by minimal … Continue reading “Heteroflexible”? Really?