Monday, February 6, 2012

In Which Carnal Porridge is Indefinitely Suspended

A lot has happened in the nearly two months since my last post here, and it has continued to be true that I don't currently feel the need for this blog as a space for processing. If I ever find that this is changing, or if I feel like I need to record something for posterity, I may occasionally return. However, I've dramatically realigned and focused my intentions for this year--one of which is spending less time in front of a computer--and have started a pen-and-paper journal to document my progress. That little venture takes up most of the time I usually allot to writing.

Another thing that is taking up a fair amount of my time is a new (exuberantly poly, not-quite-"primary" but steady, somewhat D/s) relationship with a man we'll call Navid. We're currently falling in love, and it's a beautiful thing. He's not my usual type physically--he's somewhat effeminate--but I had no problem coming around to a fucking woah major attraction to him. Furthermore, he can challenge me intellectually, make me laugh, show me affection, communicate openly, AND tie me up and blindfold me. We're also master co-instigators, not only because his mind is precisely as dirty as mine, but because we both seem to amplify our respective talents for manifesting our desires. What more could a girl ask for in a main squeeze?

Silas, who also has a beautiful and talented new woman in his life, called us "our town's newest power couple" as we were leaving the hot tub last night. It means something coming from him, and furthermore, I think he's on to something. Everyone seems quite happy about us getting together--most especially us.

Many of the same characters are still around, and I still love them all. I see Silas, Dan, Lachlan, Peter, Arthur, Ezra, and others frequently. Occasionally someone fucks someone, but above all, we're all great friends. Val, Harvey and I are still getting along terrifically. My friendship with Val keeps finding new depths. There even appears to be a remarkable chance of that connection crossing sexual boundaries in a new and different way at some point. Apparently, prolonged exposure to Carnita makes people horny.

My apprenticeship with Gwen has become much more of a time and energy commitment. With that evolution comes both a terrific sense of purpose and some complicated burdens that go along with working with people who have borderline personalities. Gwen isn't exactly stable, but she's a brilliant artist, so I'm going to stick with this for as long as I can tolerate her unpredictable mood swings and fits.

That, reader, is the current status update in dramatically condensed form. Take care of yourselves, my lovelies. Love each other, and get fucked well. See you around!