Secret lives and private stories
Reading, writing and being inspired. Click here for: Secret lives and private stories.
A need you dare not admit.
Click here for: A need you dare not admit. Poetry on a Vampire Mom blog? Why? I’ll tell you..
Dancing in the dark – ghosts of the past
A little bit of musing, pondering and romance: Click here for: Dancing in the dark – ghosts of the past.
The twisted path down that dark alley my kids will never know…
More musings on parenting (click here): The twisted path down that dark alley my kids will never know….
A year ago I started Vampire Maman…
Click here for a bit about the other blog: A year ago I started Vampire Maman….
Wrote You On Paper
Beautiful poetry that will take your breath away…click here: Wrote You On Paper.
Love at First Sight – 20 Years Later
Yes, an original sappy article on West Coast Review…. Love at First Sight – 20 Years Later 20 years ago (sometime in the past month or two) I want walking on the river with my ex-live-in-boyfriend. He was sweet that day, and mature and handsome. So good looking that he was often stopped and asked…
You Transfix Me Quite – Jane Eyre and Vampires
Read more…You Transfix Me Quite – Jane Eyre and Vampires.
The very old and fragile…love, life and ashes
The very old and fragile…love, life and ashes.
What we’re talking about this morning…
What we’re talking about this morning….
The Organ Grinder. Part 2
Take the time and read this one…then read it again: The Organ Grinder. Part 2.
Her Cleavage
Her Cleavage. This post gets a 5 star poetry review from West Coast Review
A need you dare not admit.
A need you dare not admit. Poetry on a Vampire Mom blog? Why? I’ll tell you..
Moms of a “certain age” ROCK.
Moms of a “certain age” ROCK. I’m pretty disgusted at the way the media and a few other writers try to explain how guilty “older mothers” should feel. They portray us as selfish work obsessed driven women who are desperately grasping at the last straws of youth. Give me a f_ing break. Excuse me? What…
Musings on Sleep, Jealousy and Ghosts
Musings on Sleep, Jealousy and Ghosts.
