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A Different Kind of “Coming Out” – Writing BDSM

I think I was 12 when I started sneaking my mother’s romance novels, ever since she made me return┬áThe Mammoth Hunters by Jane Auel to my 8th grade English teacher’s library because the book had too much sex in it. (For the record: it does.) I didn’t really understand sex until that point, certainly didn’t… Read more A Different Kind of “Coming Out” – Writing BDSM

Literary Abandon, Indeed… National Novel Writing Month, a Personal History

It’s October again. Here in New England, the leaves are turning colors and beginning to fall, everything comes in Pumpkin flavor, and my husband surreptitiously opens the bedroom windows in the evening so it drops to freezing temperatures by bedtime. It’s also the month where a young writer’s fancy turns to thoughts of National Novel… Read more Literary Abandon, Indeed… National Novel Writing Month, a Personal History