Photo by Ian Dooley Love is saying the hard things. Sometimes the hardest things to say are the things that need to be said. Recently while sharing some whiskey with a friend, he made a comment so significant that it stopped me dead in my tracks. "The problem is T, love is saying … Continue reading Love is Saying the Hard Things
Staring at a blank page has become my norm of late. It is hard for me to put into words everything I've been feeling and not much of it has been sexy, kinky or light-hearted. There is so much fear in the air that staring at a blank page seems the safest thing for me … Continue reading Blank Page
I know this is a pretty old joke with many variations. High school was full of small penis jokes. Being who I was and how I was back then, I didn't get any of those jokes. I smiled and laughed when I thought I could get away with it, but truthfully, this 17-year-old virgin … Continue reading Does Size Really Matter?
So let's get real about age. I have a love-hate relationship with age and aging. My whole life, my mantra when others would complain about their age, aching muscles, or whatever was related to age; I would say it is just number. I firmly believe this to be true. My beautiful mother is 80 … Continue reading I wonder what age that is…
I can't remember the last time I posted anything or even what it was. It has been a rough few weeks when it comes to writing. Breaking through the block has always been tough for me. I never had a process to breaking through the block that I was aware of, I just starting writing … Continue reading Breaking Through the Block