It’s getting closer, that story I said I was working on, but you’ll still have to wait. I’ve got some plans this evening for a great drive out to one of those restaurants with lots of atmosphere and great food. Fried catfish is something people all assume they can make well, but few ever do. I can’t wait. The company is great, someone that I almost wished wrote the inner dialogue in my head just so I could hear her voice vibrate down my spine with each word. I feel better than I have in over a week and I’ve had enough of medicine, doctors and hospitals to last me for a good, long time. (Doctors are all assholes, didn’t you know?)
I’ve found another link I like, so give it a visit if you are looking for fresh reading material. I’m not big on the whole ‘journey’ idea, it being overused by one too many doe-eyed women with romance novel ideas, nor do I care for the Mr. Stern reference, thanks to knowing someone (an asshole, but not a doctor) who goes by that name, but the writing was good enough to suck me in for a read…
I’ve also not forgotten about Marco and Annerire. I’m just, re-thinking it slightly.
Hope you are well soon. S
Comment by nakedbox — March 5, 2007 @ 9:43 am
Thank you for the mention. I wholeheartedly agree with you about the sappy sugary sweetness of the title. I wish I’d known better last year when I started my blog. Oh well, live and learn, I guess.
Mr Stern’s former partner suggested the name, so I can’t take credit for that one. It’s close enough to his real name to have some significance but still completely unrelated.
I so enjoy getting inside the head of a sadistic Dominant. It is a fascinating world that I will never quite grasp. Your essays are valuable insights. Thank you for your writing.
-GL
Comment by Gray Lily — March 6, 2007 @ 3:11 pm