2021: Don’t let the door hit you in the ass
Hey, everybody’s writing reflections, so why not me?
Every Story Has a Back Story
Twenty-seven years ago, I wrote a story called “Jungle of the Heart.” It sat in a folder for about the next seventeen.
It’s Official: I’m a Panther (sort of)
That’s what my ex, who was a number of years younger than me, said when I jokingly asked him if I was a cougar.
Should You See “The Sessions” Film about a Sex Surrogate?
Yes, but not without reading this blog, as well as my story “Jungle of the Heart” posted at Red Room (“where the writers are”.) My post is on the front page until October 21; see below for how to access it later. And here’s a taste of what’ll you find…
Food and Drink and Love and Sex and…Health???
So far, this blog is chronicling how I came to be interested in the topics of food, sex, love, relationship, health and nature – enough to link them in my book in progress, Licking the Spoon. My first food was breast milk, the best food for an infant, only I don’t remember it. What I do remember was the sexy […]
Innocence Lost and Found Part 2
If you haven’t already, I suggest you go back and read Part I of Innocence Lost and Found, in which I began describing the third-grade year I spent in an idyllic New Jersey town. Only, it wasn’t so idyllic…
Pretty Girls, Phallic Symbols and the Mysterious Human Brain
I don’t know why, but I wrote my first poem when I was six. It was an ode to female beauty that started, “Her face was the color of peaches and cream, with strawberry juice in between.” Not exactly subtle, huh. Born already of stories about blushing princesses and sleeping beauties that so shape the young lives of women. I […]
Of Perverts, Prophets and Posts
After the New Year’s Eve revelry, the hangover. After the pre-holiday excitement of posting to my first blog, the post-holiday realization that it’s already time to post again. Doh! Not that posting is comparable to a hangover…
