Back to my talk with Katie. I told her about a dream I'd had a few nights ago where I was crying and my husband was comforting me. I was upset - well, it's probably easier to just tell you what I was saying. It went something like "I think I'm not a BDSM'r, I think I'm a Spanko…" My husband was patting my back and saying "It's ok, you can be both. It's ok."
Yep. You can giggle. Go ahead. Katie did :) Take your moment then carry on reading.
Ok so this dream and the conversation and why the heck do I care anyway??? They're all just labels, right? Maybe it's human nature to feel more secure when you can fit yourself inside a neat little box safely labeled "Vanilla" or "Spanko" or whatever which absolutely isn't possible, I know. My thought is that all of this is kind of blurred - at least in my mind. I think I straddle a line myself. In my personal life for sure. In my writing, I think I'm doing more spanking romance these days but I don't know, a part of me battles that, wants to cling to being on the BDSM side for some reason. Maybe it's more trendy or something, who knows? Just a need to know where I belong? Or just to belong.
Anyhow, this is a total ramble because it's a sort of cluster in my mind and I'll leave it for now. More posts to come on this, I'm sure (apologies in advance), but that's it for now. Thanks for reading and have a lovely day.
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