Going for the brass ring

I was sleepy about an hour ago.  My eye lids were drooping and I was snuggled in my nest, wrapped in my jammies, all ready to call it a night. But then it happened.  A good movie, a good friend on the phone, and my earlier excitement seeped in just enough to kick the Z-monster in … Continue reading Going for the brass ring

Stepping back into reality (a sort of Happy Father’s Day)

One thing about virtual travel, you can come back "home" whenever you need to.  And today, I needed to step away from my virtual vacation and talk baggage.  Not bags that are filled with fun souvenirs picked up from virtual travels abroad.  No, this is baggage of the emotional kind.  I want to talk about … Continue reading Stepping back into reality (a sort of Happy Father’s Day)

It’s Official…From Amazon.com, the Readerotica 4 Anthology, featuring Your’s Truly.

Product Description Reading erotic fiction on an electronic reader is a delicious experience because no one can see what you are doing. Unlike a regular book, your eReader does not have a cover to reveal its contents. You can privately and discreetly read anything you like. It is a wonderful and somewhat empowering process. The … Continue reading It’s Official…From Amazon.com, the Readerotica 4 Anthology, featuring Your’s Truly.

Leaping First (companion piece to Bass Ackwards post)

I write without plot outlines, character sketches, or research.  I live life much the same way.  I do things without forethought, no real planning.  I leap without fear into many an abyss.  I’m not a religious person; I don’t subscribe to any one doctrine.  I do believe in a universal force of nature.  Fate, karma, … Continue reading Leaping First (companion piece to Bass Ackwards post)

Bass Ackwards

I rarely do things the way I'm "supposed" to.  Take this writing thing for instance.  I've read a ton of "how-tos", "what to dos", "what not to dos" and assorted other rules I'm supposed to write by.  If I take all that to heart, then I might be convinced that what I write isn't worth … Continue reading Bass Ackwards

Facing Demons, continuation of Dancing in Silence

I called the demon out from its hiding place. I have more work to be done of course.  Like Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring (the first movie).  He had to fight that damn thing all the way down into the abyss.  I too am prepared to ride this fiery … Continue reading Facing Demons, continuation of Dancing in Silence

Dancing in silence.

I know there's music playing but I can't hear the beat any more; my steps are erratic and I can't find my groove.  This happened when I started this draft.  I woke up with the whole series in my head.  I knew exactly what was going to happen and when.  I wrote the outline in … Continue reading Dancing in silence.

Never the same person when I get back.

Travel changes me.  No matter where I go, if I'm in someplace different for more than a day, my perspective / perception gets changed.  I "see" differently when I get "home".   This past trip is no exception, although you'd think going back to some place you spent over 30 years wouldn't have much effect … Continue reading Never the same person when I get back.

The start of love

I'm not at all sure how to make this the experience I'm trying to convey.  But so far, my muse put this together. He was different.  He didn’t even pretend to see anyone else. It was unnerving how he held her captive with that look.  She didn’t like it, he saw too much.  When he … Continue reading The start of love

Off the cuff again.

The images come to me and there isn't time to process them through Word; pretty them up before posting.  This one was born of the unsettled feeling I woke up with.  A sense that something is amiss, or coming, or....I don't know.  It's an anxiety attack based on something rattling around in my subconscious so … Continue reading Off the cuff again.