Amazon and Print

Hey, it’s been an exciting weekend. I’m currently exploring publishing on Amazon and some print on demand options.

It’s been exciting to see the books take shape on different platforms. So now we wait the required 72 hours to determine if they are acceptable for publishing.

Still no word on my new work that I submitted at the end of February, but it could take several weeks to hear back on that front.

New work, Relationship woes and Stitches

Well, February was a month filled with a ton of fun and excitement for me, and I say that while being only slightly sarcastic. It was certainly a busy month filled with a lot of personal and professional struggles.

The month started off with a bang, picture me in the hospital sporting four brand new holes in my abdomen. Recovering from emergency surgery. So not how I planned to end January and start February.

What followed was a very subdued birthday celebration. I can honestly say I don’t feel older or wiser.

I am happy to announce that I ended my very long very dry writing spell. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again it’s very difficult to writer happily ever afters when your personal life is going through turmoil and upheaval.

February ends with a new book proposal submission. Something I worked very hard on and am proud to submit for consideration. Cross your fingers and your toes and anything else that will cross.

Stay tuned I’ll provide an update when I can.

Power Through Submission

handcuffs-2726660_1920She kneels, waiting for him. Waiting to give herself over to his desire. She longs for the way he’ll take charge. She craves the way he’ll touch her.

She doesn’t speak of what goes on behind closed doors. She knows if you saw her on her knees eager to please him you wouldn’t understand the peace it brings her. You would see the slut, the whore anxious to be used, but there is beauty in her submission a quiet strength.

Her will doesn’t cease to exist when she steps into this space. She merely yields it to him and trusts that he will keep it safe.

Her submission is a gift she has granted. It is hers and hers alone to give.

You can’t see the grace with which she kneels there and so, you will never understand the strength it takes to bend her will to his, to wait in patience, silence and anticipation. You will never know the joy that sings though her nerve endings at first contact when they begin.

 

What’s Enough?

Do we live in a world of excess? Most would say yes. So what’s enough? is it a fixed amount or is it a sliding scale that varies from person to person.

Enough money?

Enough fame?

Enough success?

Enough love?

What’s enough pain?

Do you sacrifice to avoid hurting someone else when you’ve reached your limit? Do you willingly put on blinders and shove what you’re feeling deep down inside where it never sees the light again?

And if you do when is that enough?

What do you do when you’re stuck between loving the potential of what could have been and the reality of what will never be?

Encounters

I remember the taste of your lips on mine and the bite of your hold on me as I lay here in the dark.

You shaped me then. Did you know you’d left your mark? The way you tangled your hand in my hair and tugged is seared into my memory and years later I struggle to forget.

I still crave your touch like a fever in my blood, your tongue licking the salt of perspiration from my skin. I ache for the way you owned my body and made me burn.

I knew when I bought the train ticket that you would cancel.

Knew it in my bones, but it’s hard not to hope for something that consumes me.

You don’t belong to me, you never did but as I gasp and cry out your name that hardly seems to matter.

Welcome 2019

Today marks the start of a new year, and with it comes 365 opportunities to make it your year. Make it what you want it to be. I’ve already started. Two of my books have been submitted for self-publishing. Admittedly not a road I’d originally anticipated travelling down, but as I take the first steps it feels more and more like the right choice for now.

See that’s the thing, everything and I do mean everything is just for now.

Life can change it the blink of an eye so you might as well spend it doing something you love.

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