The lovely folks over at Eye Of Venus have created a repository of blogs that meet their exacting standards of intelligent, entertaining and literate erotisicm. I was honored (and surprised!) by the invitation, and am in seriously good company. Spin by their site for new reading material. I know my RSS feed isn’t full yet. I hope their hard work pays off grandly.
It seems silly to follow that announcement with this one, but I might not write for a little while. Life is complicated, shit happens, and the New York subway system ate whatever remaining spark of humanity I might have had.
I used to write in my old blog that the mornings after I cry myself to sleep are when I am the most beautiful. My skin stretches out, my eyelids swell and brighten into long cat slits. My eyes are brighter blue. I walk around as though I’m underwater.The marks of our previous nights are written on our faces. We glow from sex, or swim bleary-eyed through draining wine. A knife leaves a red mark on a white cheekbone. Tears leave red marks in our eyes.
I would like to not think for a little while. But I’ll be back. No worries.
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Love you, sweetie.
Be well.
We’ll be here, whenever.
hugs, E
I hope you are writing again soon. Until then, I’ll wish both of us cooler and drier weather.
E -
I kind of love that you’re this unavoidable maternal force of the blogosphere.
Thank you.
Engrailed -
You too? I thought I’d be able to swim to work, it was so sweaty in the city this morning!
We are thrilled to have you, and hope you manage to not think until you’re ready to again.
Thanks Morrigan :). Looking forward to seeing you develop your site.
Gosh, the NY subway system is like a living video game every time I’ve been there. How could you possibly not enjoy each and every trip?
Well, not that I have, although I’m usually pretty happy to have made it out alive each time.
We’ll hold down the fort for ya.
Tom -
The subway becomes rapidly less fun when a cyclone hits Brooklyn and what should be a 50-minute trip takes three hours.
You’re holding down the fort? I feel as though this should worry me. I will come back and find my blog overrun with pictures of women in corsets with whips, and sumbliminal messages about wearing more leather.
;)
I will leathercome back and find my whipsblog overrun with pictures of latex women in corsets vinylwith whips, and thigh boots sumbliminal messages about whips wearing more leather.
Surely you leatherjest, Eileen! Why, my own blog doesn’t thigh boots have any of those kinds of cruel mistress kinds of pictures; I don’t know what high heel boots would make you think that leather I would stoop to doing shiny tight such a thing.
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