Distant ~ Where Have You Been?

via Daily Prompt: Distant

Today is a tragic day, for many obvious reasons. As we mourn London’s tragedy and raise funds for Manchester, sometimes there are no words appropriate. Please give to appropriate charities if you are able to do so. If you need a distraction, as always, here are some cute cat pictures.

It would seem that the TwoLoveBirds have been distant as of late.

Where have these TwoLoveBirds been?

Have they been writing smutty things? (Gasp!)

Have they been admiring cuddly things?

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Have they been napping in their nest?

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Perhaps it has been all that and even more!

Stay tuned, we may have some very lovely surprises coming up for you soon! 😉

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Precipice- What is it? An Erotic Perspective

via Daily Prompt: Precipice

As a lesfic writer currently slaving away at stories of two women madly in love (oh, woe is me!) certain words just make me giggle when I read them. ‘Precipice’ just happens to be one of those. Why? Because it could mean so much.

It could mean a moment, a special glance of the eyes that plunge the action onward. It could be that touch, that one caress, that tips the pleasure over the edge. It could be those words, those special and tender ones, that send the relationship spiraling to new heights.

It could be so many things. At least, that’s what the mind of a lovebird thinks.

 So, decadent readers, what does ‘precipice’ mean to you?

Better -a Writer’s Quest!

via Daily Prompt: Better

How does one go about judging if they are getting ‘better’ at being a writer? I feel there is a lot of pressure placed upon indie writers to be ‘good’ and always ‘better’ than they naturally are.

“Huh, what is that? Better? Me?”

“What do you mean, better? Be specific!”

Well, is that even possible? Writing is an art. One could wax on about syntax, using proper adjectives (or synonyms, or capital letters, or etc’s,) but really, ultimately, it is an art. Art and its value is subjective. It is nebulous.

I like to think that we are all good. In our own way, our own space, our own proper place. Just happy and content.