OK so, this is prompted by a discussion with my Mum today which might feed into a blog post. Pls only answer if you read my blog/posts and feel like you know me a bit.
@girlonthenet it’s all about that moment of “fuck you calling me ‘Father’ like it doesn’t just turn you on to say it!”, for me. Ooooft. That, and “…buuuurn the heart out of you” from Sherlock is full on fire.
@SpenPErotica ❤️❤️❤️❤️fuck your calling me father is amazing. I also love “I’d run through an airport for you” in s2. The sister relationship in that is powerful
It's a play about #AudioPorn, and specifically about how much of ourselves we can/should/do put into erotic work. GO AND SEE IT PLS then it'll get a longer run
Also, you won't read this in child development books but I have established that 3-4 is roughly the age when children develop a 'jokes face.'
The specific face they make when they're about to initiate a bit of banter, do a silly voice, or embark upon a 'bit'. It is my favourite stage of child development so far.
I would absolutely fucking love a hug. A proper one: full body, lying next to each other, burying my face in his t-shirt and breathing in the scent and having a good cathartic cry. Friends always offer hugs and that’s nice, and my friends smell great of course, but those aren’t quite what I need.
One of my mates just offered me a free Download ticket and I can't take it. Truly, heartbrokenly gutted. Fall Out Boy are playing! Bowling for Soup! THE OFFSPRING! Sum 41! Fucking BUSTED!! My inner 16-year-old will never ever recover from this.
"There’ll be this moment when you walk back into your own home and you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror – bleary-eyed, scruffy-haired, drained and sated and victorious."
My Mum is very stressed at the moment so I'm taking her for a roast on Sunday.
FYI, if you support the #AudioPorn project on Patreon, some of that £ covers my time to produce/edit/record/commission/write the smut that you can hear FOR FREE on my site. Which also means a tiny bit of your £ will go towards buying my Mum a mushroom wellington and isn't that wholesome.
The same is true of all porn you pay for: #PayForYourPorn, we sometimes use it to treat our mums.
Tonight I went out with a friend to do what I’ve started describing as our ‘comfort walk’ - it’s a fun, simple 8 miles or so on a route we know well and love. It’s healing to have a proper heartfelt catch-up, and in between Big Life Updates I really enjoy the ritual of having almost scripted, familiar chat as we pass each of our favourite landmarks.
We talk a lot about comfort food, but I think I also have a lot of comfort activities. A particular walk, film/book, ritual ... whatever... that feels comforting and safe and like home.
What are your comfort activities?
They’ll probably mean nothing to me, but I’ll fav lots of them anyway and perhaps the act of writing them down will be comforting to you in and of itself. Just as it’s comforting for me to remember mine.