Sex and Semantics

So I had to do this off the cuff blog due to a ‘discussion’ on Twitter over the semantics of sex. According to said person, ‘making love’ sounds twee and makes their skin crawl. That is not how I see it. As you know, I used to be a chef and food is a big part of my life. The reason I mention this now is because what I am about to say is explained by food, so we can all get along.

The way I see it, the act of fornication can be put in three categories (good, bad and embarrassing HAHAHAH I am SO Carrie fucking whatsersexandthecityname!)

Fucking.

Having Sex.

Making Love.

and this is how it breaks down…

Religion (or lack of) saved my life

This is not some diatribe about how I found Jesus/Buddha/Nyarlathotep and it transformed my life. It is pretty much the opposite of that.

Aunt Eva

The following is a reprint of two posts previously placed on deviantart some time ago. The reason I am replacing them here is because she was on my mind a lot today and I wanted to share her with some more people.

Kiss me, You fool

This is an extension of several tweets I made the other day. I wanted to expand on this and push it out there. I have another call to arms for you people out there, but it will come at a later date. This… is about a beautiful kiss, but starts with an ‘orrible slobber.

I’ve started so I’ll update.

Thanks to the replies, folks! Quick answers…

HERE’S my next blog, happy?

A little bit of innuendo is awesome – as long as you can do it in the style of Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies.

Thanks, expect my tweet!

If I could draw, I’d be almost as good as Ben (@Templesmith) Templesmith!

Anyhoo, the first thing I am going to work on is tentatively titled ‘A girl and her squid’  (which is just a working title) thanks to some inspiration from @Paradisaea and one of her drawings… it’s not so much a collaboration, I’m just going to write a -hopefully- short story based on this one picture.

@Paradisaea's girl with tentacles

which is going to have it’s roots in some Lovecraftian Cthulu stuff – again, thanks to @Templesmith.

I’m determined to knock this out quick – I have a heroine and a bad guy and all the rest is filler. As usual, I’ll keep you posted.

Toodles.

Let’s do this right.

It has been nearly a year since I cracked open this blog and I have done nothing with it. Such is my life at the minute. For pretty much one whole year now I have been without a job. I don’t think I need to get into details in this post (maybe at a later date) but everything was falling in on me and I buckled and broke.

Statement of Intent

I want to be economical here. Try not to waffle on too much. What I want to do with this blog is just to put down the words from inside my head and see how it goes. I wish I had a theme, or a gimmick. I know what I’m like, though – I’ll be slack with posts. One day I might run a huge torrent of information and abuse, fill you with mental images which will sicken, sadden and entertain only to write something completely banal and disappointing another.

I don’t know, I get some inspiration from other bloggers whose words are truly entertaining and I wish to join them – not to emulate them though because they have their style and their niche and they suit it so why should I try to muscle in on their action?

No, I’ll just see how it goes. Join me, won’t you?