December 28, 2001

      i went searching for a really poignant quote to put here tonight - 'cause my brain is just really empty for writing.  i didn't find anything that 'spoke' to me though.

     So now i'm writing.

     i wish i was a poet - someone who could pen such sweet phrases that cause men to lust with greed and desire, and women to weep and be wanton with their need for more.  And maybe once in awhile i'd write children's ditties - nursery rhymes to make them laugh and hug me with their baby powdered round arms. 

     i wish i was a writer - a real writer, someone 'they' would call an author.  i'd write an epic novel - a novel so grand that my great, great grandchildren would be proud to boast about it years and years after i am long dead.  A novel full of intrigue and panting sexuality - a novel that would make a person think - really think! - so hard that their head would ache from the thinking.  But they wouldn't - couldn't - put the novel down.

     But i fear i am destined to mediocrity.  i just dabble at things.  And sometimes i am quite pleased with how they turn out.  Most often though, i don't do it enough to know if i'd be pleased or not. Or would improve.

     Perhaps it's because i don't have discipline.  i can't discipline myself to write or draw or try doing poetry on a daily basis.  i need some other motivator - like the holidailies - to be consistent.  

     Heh.  Probably why i like a D/s relationship.  Why i feel so settled in it, and get so edgy when the D/s wanes a bit.

     So.  No great quotes.  Just a bunch of Friday night ramblings and musings.  

                   

                

      

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(the scale runs 1 - 10 ... 10 being the highpoint (go figure!)

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