Since learning of Nathan's untimely passing I feel like I've been in a trance. I haven't done much creative writing the past few days (gasp). I've done a lot of breathing. I've stared at the sky a lot. I've briefly mentioned my spiritual nature in our land of blog. Every day when I wake up, I greet the world with love. I praise all things divine for the life I have, because even throughout my dramatic blog episodes that drift through from time...
G'day mi familia of global blog love I was pondering how fine my husband is this morning - thought I'd blog about it. Last year around exactly this time, life was pretty suck. Don't get it twisted, there are always moments of fabulous when we really look around... but I was essentially taking mental "New York New York New York!" beatings on the daily. ... God I love being back. Had anyone told me that a husband-boy was lurking local and would...
Namaste international tribe of cult and other lovers I have been having so much fun writing in a zillion styles over the past days. Aliases everywhere. So far Sunday's been spent writing sexy stories to Ginuwine. The particularly spectacular thing about all of this is that I haven't had to leave bed to do so. I re-arranged my house again. Not only can I stare at the east river anytime I like from the comfort of my queen size mattress, I can...
Dear blog family It's two in the morning. It was approximately 99 degrees fahrenheit today, 37 degrees celsius. I wrote a story about it: manhattan's breath New York City heat is different. On a 99 degree day in July, you become saturated with whatever someone you’re standing beside on the subway platform. I changed the locks before you knew I kicked you out. I asked the locksmith with dreadlocks who lives in Brooklyn and just returned from...