Erika, dayum. Just read your essay.
Want. More.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Erika, dayum. Just read your essay.
Want. More.
Of what?
I just read it too. That was an amazing piece. I love the little bio of you at the end. It sounds like you; smart, thoughtful, sassy.
I just finished reading, too. I think the line that really got to me was:
If I give in, I'll want to hide under my bed, and I don't think my chair will fit.
It's both poignant and funny, and left me gasping. And, erika, people who know how to use words well (like you) get me hot, too.
(Blushing)
Erika, I just read your story. I liked how you showed the inherent lack of personal privacy that some handicapped people have, and how it can affect personal decisions. I also liked how you described the guy in the scenario -- so lovely and so damaged. You have a terrific writing style. I hope you get a novel (or better yet, several) published at some point, because I could read your prose for hours.
I'm typing as fast as I can, Calli. Thanks!
(beaming with heavy pride at internet wife)
Thanks, Dan! That's some nice people you guys have over there in Mankato.
Also, where is this thing to read, written by Erika? In her LJ?
Sean, it's linked in Beep Me.