Category: Bits of Miscellaney
February Photofest – Day 11
“Never underestimate the power of a good hair day.” I want hair down to there: to where my nipples will peek out between the curls.
February Photofest – Day 9
There’s a new (to me) meme out there hosted by MastersPleasingBitch called Five Things. In it she presents a topic and usually five questions that you address in your blog or Twitter in – you guessed it – five sentences, five bullet points, five paragraphs, five photos…whatever floats your boat.…
February Photofest – Day 3
“I can’t think of any better representation of beauty than someone who is unafraid to be herself.” ~Emma Stone
February Photofest – Day 2
“A woman who knows what she brings to the table is not afraid to eat alone.” It appears I have chosen “panties” as my theme for this year’s February Photofest.
Another “After”
Hello again! I know, it’s been a really long time. It’s been a long, hard summer, in so many ways. I’ve sat here and tried to write so many times, but have dissolved into tears, or just been too numb to make words, or too angry, or just despondent. I’ve…
Quote Quest & KOTW – Erotic Photography
“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever…it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.” ~Aaron Siskind, from Quote Quest This week’s Kink of the Week and Quote Quest come at a time when I’ve been doing…
Everything Changes, Part Deux
This morning I woke – dare I say it – cheerful. Full of hope. Bouncy. Able to concentrate, with a sense of myself. My old self, my real self. I made Marco Polos for people, I made a to-do list for today that I am looking forward to completing (not…
Everything Changes
CW: Depression, Suicidal ideation. I have never placed a “content warning” on my writing before, but times are what they are, and there are a lot of people suffering deeply, and I want to be sensitive to that. I am discussing my own, pervasive, depression in this piece, but if…
a to z challenge – you are not a number
I am. I am my weight. My age. My bust size. The number of calories I consume. I am how many times a week I eat ice cream. I am how often I fail. I am how many times I’ve had to say I’m sorry because I’ve said something thoughtless…
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