I was awakened this morning by
redlyra grasping my foot and giving it a little shake. I couldn't hear her voice because I'd gone to sleep wearing ear plugs--an necessity because of street noise. I arose in a panic; if I didn't act quickly, I was certain she would think I was dead. I jumped up, pulling out the ear plugs. "I'm all right! I'm ok! I was just wearing ear plugs!"
I think she was more confused than I was. Heh...
....
Although details of my life are all over the blooming internet, I am in many respects a very private and emotionally withdrawn person. I think that's fine. There are plenty of thoughts and experiences which are no one's business but my own, and it's my prerogative to choose which to dole out and to whom. That being said, I find it interesting that even when I'm writing fiction or participating in a role-playing game, I find it very challenging to communicate deep emotional aspects of my characters. It's not that the words are any more difficult to come up with--it's that sharing them makes me feel naked.
Every character I come up with, no matter how pure or twisted, is a facet of my own personality. My head is full of many people, and my imagination gives them voice.
....
Link time, and then I'm off to bed.
Pulmonary Breath Sounds: Different breathing sounds, including the death rattle.
Fluffy Sweater Fetish: Glen or Glenda? I say Glenda. Nice fluffy thong, too. Er, possibly NSFW.
French wine-growers go guerrilla: If plonk doesn't go up in price, blood will be shed.
Kinky Elephant: Pachyderm using its trunk to go spelunking.
I dated this guy a few weeks ago who liked the dirty talk.: Best dirty talk, ever!
Merry Cemetery in Sapanta,Romania: "The unusual feature of this cemetery is that it grows apart from most of the European cultures, that consider death something solemn. Sometimes this is put in connection with the Dacian culture, whose philosophy was based on the immortality of the soul and the belief that somebody's death was a joyful moment, as that person was getting to a better life."
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I think she was more confused than I was. Heh...
....
Although details of my life are all over the blooming internet, I am in many respects a very private and emotionally withdrawn person. I think that's fine. There are plenty of thoughts and experiences which are no one's business but my own, and it's my prerogative to choose which to dole out and to whom. That being said, I find it interesting that even when I'm writing fiction or participating in a role-playing game, I find it very challenging to communicate deep emotional aspects of my characters. It's not that the words are any more difficult to come up with--it's that sharing them makes me feel naked.
Every character I come up with, no matter how pure or twisted, is a facet of my own personality. My head is full of many people, and my imagination gives them voice.
....
Link time, and then I'm off to bed.
Pulmonary Breath Sounds: Different breathing sounds, including the death rattle.
Fluffy Sweater Fetish: Glen or Glenda? I say Glenda. Nice fluffy thong, too. Er, possibly NSFW.
French wine-growers go guerrilla: If plonk doesn't go up in price, blood will be shed.
Kinky Elephant: Pachyderm using its trunk to go spelunking.
I dated this guy a few weeks ago who liked the dirty talk.: Best dirty talk, ever!
Merry Cemetery in Sapanta,Romania: "The unusual feature of this cemetery is that it grows apart from most of the European cultures, that consider death something solemn. Sometimes this is put in connection with the Dacian culture, whose philosophy was based on the immortality of the soul and the belief that somebody's death was a joyful moment, as that person was getting to a better life."
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