Confession: I’d always wanted to re-enact that scene from Bull Durham, where Annie Savoy has tied an almost naked Ebby to the bed… and then reads poetry to him while he writhes in frustrated anticipation. And pleasure.
How do you cope with a breast cancer diagnosis while fresh into your exploration of solo polyamory? How do you ask for and accept help as needed, keep yourself and your partners happy (Hint: boundary work!), and cope with a changing body that you were struggling to love in the first place?
While I’ve read my work in public before, it’s never been at an actual book signing. And never in an actual bra store.
Sex happens in a context. And all the complications of everyday life influence the context surrounding a woman’s arousal, desire, and orgasm.
So yesterday, my Kicking Cancer’s Ass memoir released! On all available sites. Okay, on Amazon. Kindle version and Paperback. It’s also available on Kobo. Have you added it to your TBR list on Goodreads yet? Plan A was to also have it available on iBooks, B & N, and Smashwords, but… life got in the…