I come here to read and sometimes to write. I don't have time to maintain a social network and I'm not really a chat kinda girl. I'm in a monogamous relationship and I ask that people respect that. My name is not reference to a foot fetish, it speaks of my love of freedom. I enjoy creating stories and hope to eventually finish one so I may seek a publisher but it's one of those "maybe someday" kind of dreams. I am open to feedback of all types, especially those who help me to edit or format as that is not my strong suit.If you would like to message me I encourage you to minimize the flirting and maximize the content. Small talk takes time I could spend writing, reading, singing, loving, etc.If you wish for someone to give feedback on a story I may be willing but realize that I work two jobs in addition to school and thus it will have to be on that schedule.
She felt the soft slip of Jen’s lips sliding over her own, their breath mixing harshly. Electric nerves set to fire at slightest touch
She Keeps Me Warm by Mary Lambert. This was the first love song I ever heard that I could relate to in every verse. I balled like a freakin' baby when I got to watch her perform and giggled like a love struck teen the first time I saw the video. I love the positive overtones. It is so difficult to find gay love songs that don't have a strong tone of sadness or an undertone of having to keep secret. This has made my month, I listen to it and sing it regularly. Only recently have I felt brave enough not to become quiet when I sing "Do you like kissing girls?". There is still a part of me that feels the need to look over my shoulder first. This is definitely my "feel good" song. <iframe width="560" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/NhqH-r7Xj0E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>http://youtu.be/NhqH-r7Xj0E
Maybe I've misread some etiquette somewhere. I've only successfully published a single story. I've been a lurker for the most part, reading but not really interacting otherwise. Without any bio or interaction I found that I get a lot of friend requests and messages based on my name. To those requests I don't respond. It equates in my mind as a "friend collector" on Facebook. That's not how I work. If I discover that I particularly enjoy an author then I follow them but I've never messaged them. I always read for my own pleasure and if I don't like something then I just move on and chalk it up to not my taste. I figure everyone has their own preferences, that's part of why we are here right?After having recently published for the first time I can relate to wishing for feedback. It is nice to know what went over well or stuck out and what was just background building. If someone friend requests in response to my writing I'd be much more likely to add them if they included a message containing critical feedback rather than small talk. It's not that I don't enjoy a good chat but I work two jobs and go to school full time so Lush writing is like my underground hobby. Compound that with a tendency to flirt and a monogamous relationship! I hope I don't come across as cold but I feel it's important to be straight forward about my intentions from the start. I'm excited about the possibilities open to me through writing here but I feel like there are two commingled subcultures at work. On the one hand there are those who are here to write; Literary thinkers who enjoy helping each other grow in this way and have built a community around doing just that. On the other hand there is a sexual acceptance that I think stems largely from the wide variety of topics. There is an open mindedness that isn't common place. Both aspects are critical to the success of this site but I am more comfortable relating to the first than the second. It seems that relating to sexuality and sensuality is different when expressed through the lens of my own writing than it is when expressed through interpersonal interaction.
I have noticed and appreciated the improved reading quality recently. It was frustrating in the past when I tried to submit and was rejected but while reading I stumbled over stories that seemed fraught with errors. I'm not seeing those as often any more and having let my story sit for a while I usually see the problem after all. I've lurked around for quite a while but I tend to come and go so I feel like I'm still pretty new to the site. There is a lot of material to help writers improve but sometimes it seems overwhelming. I have learned that if I worry too much about syntax while roughing out the story then it will come off as wooden and stilted. I'm sure that is true for some others as well. This is why several drafts should be written! It can be rather challenging to find constructive feedback from those who don't belong on this site. It is a great help to have someone look over my stories and give actual advice instead of "I don't like that part." or "that was really good!" They say the devil is in the details! Thank you to those who make this site possible :)
----- Original Message ----- “How do you deal with someone saying that erotica writers have no self-respect?” -- Fellow Erotica AuthorSo, some prissy-fingered prudes are have a problem with you writing smut? Morgan Hawke -- Smut-Writer and Damned Proud of it! This made me happy. :) I just love the imagery of it. I can't help but giggle a little as I picture someone primly finger pecking each individual key with a look of smug authority on their face.
This was one of those nights. The kind when Jaimie could lie in bed, eyes stubbornly closed, trying desperately to fall asleep. Of course, the harder she tried the less successful she was. She’d been exhausted when she came to bed but as soon as the time came to relax she found all of her muscles tense. Sighing, she pushed the cat off her hip and rolled over. Chase didn’t mind, he just...
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Marissa wasn't sure what had awoken her. She'd been having the best dream. *** She was at swim practice but instead of the usual crowd she'd had the pool all to herself. She was doing laps, enjoying the solitude and marveling at the ease with which she slipped through the water when she paused for breath. Looking up she noticed someone in the bleachers. She couldn't see much, just...
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