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Nov. 7th, 2012 08:57 pmhttp://www.bittenbyparanormalromance.com/2012/11/bdsm-challenge-review-bound-lilies-by.html
Book review here. live on blog. Might spur some sales. STILL. its a start.
Yes, I write BDSMY erotica/fiction. I don't particularily claim any shame either, because hey, its fun. COme on, we all know what was on the bestsellers, though that isn't why I wrote it. :D
Only took till now to have someone ask what I "researched" with R. And the answer: All/None/Some/Not Telling, why would you need to know? Lets just say there was research. More reading, to be honest. No swinging from grappling hooks in the ceiling. ( totally would kill the damage deposit)
Anyway.
Good day at the studio. Faced off with an instructor that parts are in the mail and I'll have the project done in time, "I GOT THIS." Seriously. Stop the stink eye, lady. And one classmate constantly talked over me. Ugh.
But it all got sorted and I did the repair assignment as best as I could, worked on my 14k ring, and generally made some progress. Tomorrow and friday lots of work to do, but not going in on the weekend if I can help it.
And I have cake. Because I'm actively trying to make the days better than not, even if it means bribing with cake and spoiling. I still feel kind of fragile, but I'm just trying to shut down that depression voice, since I don't have any other means to do so.
My "give a fuck" has pretty much retreated to the balcony with a bottle of vodka. I'll let it stay there a while.
Book review here. live on blog. Might spur some sales. STILL. its a start.
Yes, I write BDSMY erotica/fiction. I don't particularily claim any shame either, because hey, its fun. COme on, we all know what was on the bestsellers, though that isn't why I wrote it. :D
Only took till now to have someone ask what I "researched" with R. And the answer: All/None/Some/Not Telling, why would you need to know? Lets just say there was research. More reading, to be honest. No swinging from grappling hooks in the ceiling. ( totally would kill the damage deposit)
Anyway.
Good day at the studio. Faced off with an instructor that parts are in the mail and I'll have the project done in time, "I GOT THIS." Seriously. Stop the stink eye, lady. And one classmate constantly talked over me. Ugh.
But it all got sorted and I did the repair assignment as best as I could, worked on my 14k ring, and generally made some progress. Tomorrow and friday lots of work to do, but not going in on the weekend if I can help it.
And I have cake. Because I'm actively trying to make the days better than not, even if it means bribing with cake and spoiling. I still feel kind of fragile, but I'm just trying to shut down that depression voice, since I don't have any other means to do so.
My "give a fuck" has pretty much retreated to the balcony with a bottle of vodka. I'll let it stay there a while.
