Okay, I'm still waiting to hear about my full through WRP and trying not to stress over it too much. Sandy says to stay positive. I'm trying, Sandy. I promise.
So since I'm stuck stewing and listening to my favorite Godsmack tracks (I'm so into the songs Awake and Running Blind), I thought I'd prattle on about a recent story I read. It involved a lot of kink and was nothing I'd buy on my own, but I thought I'd give it a chance. It wasn't bad. Actually, it was quite interesting and enlightening.
But I walked away from it rather confused and bemused as well. Ever had that problem? It could be a book or a movie or even a song that made you think Gee that was different... I think.
I wont say that very little makes me blush. I have a hard time saying certain names for female anatomy in public, let alone in front of my own mother, but I can write them in a novel with no problem. I'm also not saying I have a closed mind. You do what you do and as long as it doesn't hurt me, more power to you.
I walked away from this novel and still haven't gotten it out of my head. Kudos to the writer for that, because that meant in some way he/she wrote something so profound, I can't forget it. But in another way, I want to forget because it made me squirm. Make sense?
I felt the same way I heard anything Tool. (A rock band for those who aren't sure who that is.) I'm not sure I'm cool with some of their ideology, but I can't condemn them because it's not my cup 'o tea.
Well, enough yakking about nothing. I have a vamp short that really wants to be a long, but I'm procrastinating. He he he he he he
Toodles.
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