Musing
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I don’t typically explain the thought process behind my stories, but for some reason I feel compelled to do so with my latest. It’s called “Dreaming of You.” Last year, I bought a small home built in 1950. The previous owner had lived there for 50+ years, had raised a family there, and then sold…
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I’ve written and spoken a lot about my reasons for writing and recording, and how I try not to pay attention to the metrics involved to measure success for myself. I have managed to be satisfied with my creative journey, for the most part, so far. Recently, I had an experience that really shook my…
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I’ve recently returned from a trip to Europe, the first vacation I’ve taken alone in many years. I noticed some things on this trip. Some of these observations may be obvious to you, but some you may find helpful. People are so annoying. We all know this, but I repeatedly encountered a particular family of…
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I’ve never been an object of true desire. Certainly men have admired how I look; they have commented on my breasts, my ass, my eyes. But I’ve never been wanted. My first memory of being objectified was when I was 12. Walking home from school, a man at a construction site whistled at me and…
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When I was interviewed on a podcast a few months ago, the podcaster asked me “why do you write erotica? You could write about anything.” He had been complimenting me on my writing. Erotica and erotic audio were new to him and he was surprised at the quality of work he had encountered (I think…
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It has been a season of ups and downs for me. Tonight I was walking my dog through my vibrant neighbourhood. I walked by kids speaking Farsi; a group of women in lawn chairs on their driveway, drinking coolers and watching their kids play pickleball and blow bubbles in the street; a family of bikers,…
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It was a weekend filled with a lot of emotions. We learned a well known member of the VA community has died. We watched fires continue to burn threatening indigenous communities. We watched people being kidnapped by masked enforcement officers. We watched a nation protest a president who fashions himself a dictator. We learned of…
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I should be writing something else right now, but my phone has prompted me to clean out my photos – noting that the number of screenshots is in the thousands – so I started to delete some things. Doing so was like opening a time capsule of the last few years of my life. I…
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She sits down with her coffee in the morning and makes a list. Weed garden, do dishes, get groceries, get your shit together, the list says. The list represents all of the things she will do when she is fully recovered. When she tells you it has been a hard couple of years, she is…
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It’s a major tenet of Buddhism, as I understand it, that suffering is caused by resistance. Accept what is happening to and around you, and move in strength from there. So often your brain tells you “No, it can’t be true that X is happening,” when in fact, X is very much happening. X is…
