Shindig video chat event with me!!!Super exciting news, everyone! I am holding an interactive 1-hour online chat on Monday November 19th, from 9pmEST - 10pmEST!
That means you guys can come hang out with me via webcam and talk cosplay, comics, anime, conventions and more! I'm using this awesome website called Shindig so all you have to do is RSVP in the link and come Monday the 19th JOIN the chat!
The best part? Send in your questions for me via email@example.com and Shindig will pick the most interesting ones for their streaming interview with me during the chat!
The 2nd best part? I will be in costume for the event! But you won't find out which costume until the 19th!
Please don't send questions via comments below, these WILL NOT COUNT! Only questions emailed to firstname.lastname@example.org will be chosen for the chat event!
Looking forward to hanging out with everyone!!
Made With Love (Part 4)Waking up for the third time today, I groaned as I turned my head and looked around the room. I was alone in my bed. I sat up, the blanket on me slipping off and revealing my naked body. I yelped and pulled the blanket back up, cheeks turning a bright red. Sighing, I slid out of bed and quickly put on some underwear and a big T-shirt that fell to my mid thighs. With a yawn, I began to walk to the bathroom.Made With Love (Part 4) in Romance More Like This
“Owww…..Ollie is so rough….” I whined as I rubbed my lower back.
Soon hitting the bathroom, I stepped inside and turned the light on. I looked in the mirror and hung my head with a groan.
“Nice sex hair, sweet cheeks.” A voice said.
I screamed and turned to find Al there in the door way. “What the hell?!” I yelled.
“Relax, I was just checking on you. Oliver told me to keep an eye on you.” Al said.
“Oliver isn’t here?” I asked.
He shook his head. “He’ll be back, he just needed to go to his house.
Such Envy ConstruedSuch Envy Construed in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Such envy construed from a dead, lifeless thing!
One would think I had taken too much of wine
Yet here I still lie, overcome with this dream
When the sensuous dawn and the morning are mine
I curse the sweet cloth that extends his form
So dark, yet inviting in its fibers of night
If the heart is the eyes, then his heart beats on
For his hand is my scepter and his being my sight
Such violence! Such envy! Are mortals so daft?
If a rose stabs itself on the thorns of deceit
I scream out my words, but you only will laugh
At the warring so bloody, yet blindingly sweet
If I lay me down tightly and rightly to sleep
Then dear Death will come tramping, as soon is his due
Announce my cold state, for the flesh will not reap
I am lying in arms so much sweeter than you
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world