I want to say ":there, there. It will all be ok" I know that it's not "appropriate to day these days, but being an aging woman on your own just sucks.

I am well beyond flabby, into the wonderful term of "morbidly obese,: with so many long and short incisions that were ai ever to have sex again, I'd do it in a down coat. Do you remember the ad that said "You're not getting older, you're getting better."

Bullshit. I am anxious about what's around the corner. The only thing I put on real clothes for is physical therapy.

The novel stings. But in response to your question, Now what, I have no answers in the love department--but in terms of expressing yourself in your writing, you could really do something with your publication. You could make it yours, not only about you--which would be overwhelming, but other people with other takes. The issues of fidelity, loyalty, what do vows really mean, when are all bets "off." betrayal. forgiving, regrets. You have so much thereI , it would engage readers.think it could be--not the novel that has left you disappointed and hungry--but a whole different kind of writing and crafting.

Fuck if I know , as well.

Too bad you've banned "Smut and Sleeze"

What else is left?MMM