The word of the week is “appetite”. To participate, create a 15-word story with appetite or appetites. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
It’s so damn easy for you.
You walk by me.
You smile.
My appetites rouse.
Note: I’ve updated this post to reflect my focus on nonmonogamy as the umbrella term, rather than using polyamory as a catch-all. Not just because
Bullshit.Hogwash.Poppycock.Balderdash.Bunkum.Hooey. This is the worst sort of trite, mealy mouth, feel-good-pat-yourself-on-the-back, self-congratulatory crap, ever. ANYONE can love. It’s simple. And loving yourself has nothing to
Which seems obvious and impossible both, sometimes. It sucks to be lonely. It can suck super hard. And sometimes, those holes inside us feel like
Oh, sure… I’m sure you expected that old saw, “Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” Duh. Of course it is. One of my mottos
Over this past weekend, as I was in Jacksonville to teach, a writing of mine popped back up for a spate of attention. The Needs
…because they think they are competing against the best they see online, in movies, on TV. No, you’re just competing with whoever is currently in
I actually had this topic on my calendar for Tuesday, and today’s topic was a follow-up on a consent writing I did back in November
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Stockinged-thighs framed my head as she recited tonight’s menu. Exhaling, “Bon appetite” as I dined.