A Birthday (Probably Longer) Respite

In other words, I just need a break and to refocus on some projects.

First, I was getting panicky about my forever-in-progress-haven’t-worked-on-it-in-months memoir.

Then, I noticed that I was having some issues finishing up some of my drafts on here and then just deleting them over and over again.

That was followed by realizing that I was reading less and less on the app.

Finally, I turned off my notifications for Substack and started Googling “writing coaches creative nonfiction.”

That’s when the ease and renewed motivation set in, and I knew I had to step back from posting regularly on here.

Birthdays do that, have a way of forcing you to sort things out.

So what does this respite mean?

Feel free to:

• Pause or end your subscription.

• Unsubscribe.

• Catch up on reading my archive.

• Read from some of your other favorite Substacks.

As I:

• Delve into erotic photography as social commentary.

• Volunteer in the planning of our local pride festival.

• Finish my memoir draft and get it professionally edited/possibly hire a writing coach.

• Immerse myself in some upcoming solo sensuality adventures and meet those who are doing the same.

• Occasionally pop on here to post a few chapters of Open for Business or continue posting “The Fracture” with updates. (These are the only two posts I can confidently commit to, so I’m not completely disappearing.)

• Respond to messages from paid subscribers. (You’ve been good to me.)

• Figure out a better work-life balance. In all honesty, it’s best to stay put and save like a mad woman, being a good little robot-worker, so I can be better equipped to jump ship down the road. Right now, I’m exhausted when I get home, but my oldest needs a car and taxes are due (why move up?) and who knows what the hell is happening with the economy?

• Post more of my shenanigans on Instagram, even though I hate it on there, but that’s the best way I stay connected to the sex-positive community and sensuality outlets.

And that’s that. When I post on here, I want to offer vulnerability and humor, and I’m tapped out in my current state. And what does manage to ooze out needs to be devoted to my memoir, a project I’m desperate to finish and one my grad school professor encouraged me to work on and eventually query in its infancy two years ago.

My plan is to come back stronger with my usual wit and in full goddess mode this summer (I will have my Invisalign off after all)… or I could spontaneously combust. The suspense!

For those who stick around, I’ll “see” you again for “The Fracture” rundown at the end of March.

As always, thank you for reading.