Pendulum
The tug of war between my healing artist and my literary artist is alive and well. So when you don’t hear from me for a while, it means my craniosacral therapist has won, and she’s taken the rope and tethered my erotica writer to one of her beloved aspen trees.
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Not my typical sexy post. It’s beautiful though. I wrote it for my first Father’s Day without my dad. He’s not here anymore but he’s certainly not gone~
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Part adventure memoir. Part love story. Thoroughly sexy. Click image to preview and buy.