Well it’s WordPress annual report time and I was stunned and amazed at this blog’s statistics for 2014 (which is guess is better than being dazed and confused). This blog was viewed an astounding 71,000 times this past year – although I haven’t posted anything new in the last six months. I’m humbled and grateful. Thank you, thank you, thank you for your interest and your support. And God bless the Cancun Swingers, who no doubt kept the fire burning by referring readers to my post about my sexy experiences there…a year and a half ago.
To borrow a headline from my fellow adorable blogger Seattlepolychick, “sometimes writing is hard.” I couldn’t agree more. Especially when you write a blog about sex while your own sex life becomes less of a priority on the daily to-do list. At least that’s how I used to view it, but more about that later. I have gone through a treacherous bout of writer’s block that I’m still working through. Writing about sex became very hard for me as I went through some major life changes that consumed all of my mental energy: Rick’s taking a job in another city, and subsequently developing back problems that made daily living painful and sex difficult, sending one of my children to live with his dad in another state until he could get his head back on straight; selling a home and finding a job in another city so I could be with my husband. In less time than you could say “indiscretions”, swinging dropped to the bottom of our priority list.
And writing became very hard for me. So I stopped.
I was probably depressed for a while. I never saw a doctor about it, but rather just worked my way through. I reached out to a few friends about the vanilla stuff, which helped, but kept the sexual frustrations to myself. My imagination and desire to write erotic fiction dried up like west Texas in the summertime. Rather than force myself to write crap, though, I chose not to panic about my lack of creativity and simply focused on what needed doing. Rick would ask me about it from time to time but never pressured me or made me feel guilty for not producing sexy fiction.
Eventually I turned a corner. During this hiatus, I’ve discovered that I don’t really miss swinging. I’m now taking a more holistic approach to sexuality. That is, learning more about all the things this body can do. I’m studying the Chakras, tantric sexuality and the more spiritual aspects of sex. Rick and I are exploring polyamory, which is very exciting. The idea of opening ourselves and our relationship up to include loving and caring for others is very appealing. Rick is feeling better lately after finding new doctors to help. We moved and I got a new, better-paying job and I also get to sleep in the same bed as my husband every night. My kid is doing a lot better. So I’m hopeful that with this stress behind me, my creative juices will start flowing again. I’m reading a really interesting book on the creation of “Wonder Woman”, of all things, as her creator lived in a polycule for decades back in the 40s and 50s – something virtually unheard of during that time. It’s sparked some really thought-provoking discussion about the poly lifestyle.
Thanks for sticking with me. I wish each of you a happy and sexy 2015.
And since I usually include a sexy image with each post, here is one from my burlesque photo shoot earlier this year. I haven’t given up entirely on that hobby either; we’ll see what 2015 holds in store.