Sorry for the long absence, but I’ve been all tied up. Literally. Besides the day job and lotsa doctor appointments to deal with the cancer thing (more on that, below), I’ve been taking workshops and attending events. Bondage and Meditation. Yes, it’s a thing. It has been a sensual, peaceful, wonderful way to connect with…
Category: Sex Positivity
50 Shades of Rape
I avoided the #AskELJames Twitter party/skewering, because generally, I don’t “do” Twitter, FaceBook events, and the like, but found myself in some interesting group discussions about it, and her work, anyway. Some female writers I know, along with EL James herself, vigorously deny the reality that, as depicted in Fifty Shades of Grey, Christian rapes Ana.…
We Are All The Champions (Breast Cancer)
I think the key, at least for myself, is not expecting even Cancer-Lite to be an easy ride, but to create plans for “okay, sometimes it’s gonna suck; how am I going to get through the wobbly bits?”
And Then Breast Cancer Happened
My breasts have always been an important part of my womanly identity. Waiting impatiently for them to appear (I was a “Pirate’s Dream” – flat as a plank – till I was almost 14). Flaunting the girls, once they did grow in. Nursing my baby with them. My breasts are an important part of my sex life to this day. Will I really be me, if I have to sacrifice part of a breast, all of a breast, or both of them?
Before #MeToo, There Was Unslut
There are women who’ve been slut-shamed who’ve had the maturity and power to ignore it. To be inspired by the slur, even, and throw it back in people’s faces: Ainsi sera, groigne qui groigne [Suck it, bitches. It’s happening! or, another, more elegant translation: Let them grumble, that’s how it’s going to be!] ~Anne Boleyn.