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Posted:Feb 25, 2016 12:12 pm
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hmmmm for some reason none of the comments are showing up. gotta love NoStrings
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Todays Randomness
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Posted:Feb 16, 2016 4:33 pm
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2016 10:40 am
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I have at least 20 stories that I have written at this time. I have been in the process of going back and re-reading and editing some of them to post here. Even though the stories are already written it still seems to take me forever to be satisfied and call them a finished product.
At the same time I have another dozen ideas that I think have enough merit that they could become stories. I recently started actually fleshing out one particular idea I have been toying with for a long time. I am really putting a lot of thought into this story and hope to have at least an introduction or the first chapter up for your reading pleasure in the next week. I have tried to do a lot of research and find the correct terminology for the technical sections. This story follows the narrative of a classic horror novel that readers should quickly pick up on. Of course, it will have my own spin on it.
Speaking of classic horror novels, stories, and story ideas, I recently received a
message asking if I wasn't recycling previous plots, story lines, or ideas.
My answer is that everything I write is as original as I can make it. I never consciously copy anyone else's work, That doesn't mean I am not influenced by things I have read or seen previously. We are all influenced by these things. I don't think there are any original stories ideas now, I mean if you consider each story you have read or will read and break it down to its very essentials there aren't that many ways to classify them. Good Vs. Evil, Love, Revenge, Redemption, or Overcoming.
All we as writers can do is try and put a new twist, new perspective, or new view on our tales.
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Growing up Amelia, history and some insights
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Posted:Feb 14, 2016 7:21 am
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2016 7:26 am
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I was raised in a loving home and I am the youngest of 3 siblings. Sis, brother, and me. My father works for a railroad and my mom has always been a homemaker. My parents, my mother specifically, are hard core southern Baptists and we went to church every sunday and some Wednesdays when we were . I really cant or wont complain about things growing up, we were always fed, had a home, and that's more than some. I had a pretty stable childhood. i only lived in two towns until I went to college.
I have always been bi. I admired girls I went to school with and was as attracted to some of them as any of the boys. I was a virgin until I was 19, GASP!!! lol. It wasn't that I planned it that way, it was just that I really thought I would find my true love and thought my virginity was the greatest thing I could give to someone. Yep a young dumb romantic. I wasn't a prude or a tease, i just never felt comfortable enough with any bf to give it up to them. There was kissing, some touches, and even a hand job or two but that was where i drew the line. as far as girls go, like most gals my friends and i would compare our bodies and my first kiss was even with a girl. You gotta practice if you wanna be good lol.
I moved out and went to college. Had some horrendous experiences but i also had some very great times. those are stories for other posts tho. it was after college that i met an older woman and had my first real relationship with another woman. it was also when my parents found out i was bisexual.
My dad didn't say much about it and still never has. my mom on the other hand condemned me to hell so to speak. things are still pretty tense between us over that fact and honestly prob always will be. My brother and sister tho have always known or at least suspected and both support me 100%,
well i guess that is enough for now. got things to do so stay tuned until next time.
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Little about me
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Posted:Feb 13, 2016 9:09 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2016 8:31 pm
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I have been asked a lot of questions on this site.
The most asked questions are
why are you single
what are you looking for
are you interested in me, us, etc.
tell me something about you
mu usual answers are
I am crazy, I am picky, I haven't found the one for me yet
I am looking for someone who stimulates both my mind and body
interested? that depends on the individual
something about me? like what?
Hopefully I can give my readers some insight into my world,
my thoughts, desires, dreams, etc. and why I am who I am.
Those of you who want to know more about me will just have to
stay tuned and hope for the best. I do plan on posting tidbits about my
life and what made me who I am.
For those readers with some insight and a keen eye you
should have a hint about my history from a couple of my early posts already.
At this point in time I am planning on posting the following
early life and years
life in my 20's
sexual history
first time with male
first time with female
and whatever pops into my mind
if I knew how to categorize my posts I would but since I haven't
really taken the time to figure it out I guess for now you will just
have to watch for posts that interest you.
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morning chuckles
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Posted:Feb 12, 2016 5:01 am
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2020 9:19 pm
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some more things I could humorous
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a little humor
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Posted:Feb 11, 2016 5:01 am
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2020 9:19 pm
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decided to start the day with a little humor
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What is LOVE
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Posted:Jan 21, 2016 5:23 am
Last Updated:Feb 6, 2016 6:13 am
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What is Love?
that could be the most difficult question to answer.
like all human beings I have my definition of love.
I am sure some ppl share my ideas, and I am sure some don't.
that's what makes each of us unique.
so that leads to how do I define love.
of course this blog just contains my thoughts on love.
love is not sex, and sex is not love.
I can and have had sex with someone I did not love.
sex is just a physical release.
love comes from ones mind and soul
love knows no boundaries
love doesn't discriminate
love doesn't judge.
love overcomes all hurdles.
love has many levels.
I can and do love many ppl
that does not mean I am in love with them.
so I still haven't said what love is to me.
to me love is
the little things
the random things
its not saying you love me
its showing me that you love me
love is the little glances
the little smiles
the light touches
the little things that most ppl would not see.
love is made up of
faith
trust
loyalty
honesty
love is the desire to bare ones soul and not be judged.
love is accepting someone for who they are unconditionally
love is rushing home just to see you
love is listening and hearing what is being said
love is wanting to listen
wanting to share
to me love is all these things and more
can I really define it? I can try but love cant really be defined.
have I felt love. yes,
have I loved. yes.
totally and unconditionally
what has love done for me
it has crushed me
humiliated me
brought pain and anguish to my soul
knocked me to the ground
it has left me battered and bruised
it has caused me to rage
to doubt my worth
to doubt myself
love has also
lifted me to my feet
made me a stronger woman
filled my soul with endless joy
it has made me rejoice
it has made me realize my worth
it has taught me to love myself
it has shaped and molded me
given me hope
love is many things
one day I hope to find true love
I keep looking, searching,
one day I will find it
it will find me
that I know
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THIS place, THAT place
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Posted:Jan 20, 2016 7:56 am
Last Updated:Feb 6, 2016 2:46 pm
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There is A place in my past
A place made of joy, of hope, of the future,
A place made of pain, denial, of hope lost.
THIS place is a real place
A place made of brick, of concrete
A place made of wood, and of glass.
A place of bright colors
A place of scented air
A place of peace
THIS place was my first place
A place to leave my parents gaze
A place to grow, to meet the world
A place to call mine
A place to make my own
A place where I got to make the rules
THIS place was also where I became a woman
A place I lost my virginity
A place where my innocence ended
it also became THAT place
THAT place where things went too fast
THAT place where things went too far
THAT place where NO lost its meaning
THAT place where NO lost its power
it became
THAT place I became a woman
THAT place I lost my virginity
THAT place where my innocence ended
it became
THAT place where apologies fell upon my ears
THAT place where I questioned myself
THAT place where words of sorrow and regret took root and grew.
THAT place where I allowed those words to overshadow actions
THAT place where my heart and my mind fought
THAT place where my mind won the battle
THAT place where my mind began to lay fault at my feet
THAT place where I forgave when forgiveness wasn't deserved
THAT place where I shouldered the responsibility that wasn't mine to bear
THAT place where I couldn't be anymore.
it became THAT place
THAT place that wouldn't leave my mind at peace
THAT place I passed and wouldn't glance at
THAT place i passed and couldn't glance at
THAT place that forever changed me
THAT place I couldn't escape from
THAT place that left scars so deep i thought I may never recover
it became THAT place
THAT place of darkness
THAT place of loss
THAT place of pain
THAT place that i fled
i was physically in a new place
but mentally THAT place still haunted me
I drove past THAT place often
Over a year passed before i dared
to even glance at THAT place
I saw a dark place
a place of decay
but i saw it.
I looked at THAT place
months passed
I spent countless hours
exploring my mind, exploring
THAT place
I faced the pain of remembering every detail
I faced the pain of those moments time and time again
I faced myself, my role in it all
I faced my failings
I faced my feelings
months passed
I stopped at THAT place often
I sat in my car and looked at
THAT place
THAT place made of brick
of concrete
of wood
of glass
Then one day
without thinking I approached
THAT place
my hands touched the brick
the concrete
the wood
the glass
I touched
THIS place
THAT place
Finally
THIS place
THAT place
was just A place
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