Anyways, I have been away because I have been enjoying the thrill that is a depressive state. For me, depression means my libido goes and my creativity follows suit shortly thereafter. For an erotica writer this is a very, very bad thing.
The libido disappearance is best exemplified in one of the rare fights I've had with my husband when he tentatively pointed out we hadn't had sex in a long time and I responded, in an honest attempt to comfort him, "You are not the only person I'm not fucking!"
Slightly strange thing, knowing it wasn't just him but that the boyfriend also wasn't getting any was a slight comfort to him, and the ridiculousness of proclaiming that he was just one of many people I wasn't having sex with caused me to actually giggle for the first time in a while and then I started the slow ascent out of depression.
I managed to write a story. It sucked but hey, it was words on paper (fine, a computer screen, why must you insist on me being so literal?) and I was responsible for them being there so that was cool. Also my cohorts and I have started making plans for a Steel City Erotica Anthology of Erotic Horror stories. The only silver lining to the depression is that I found it rather easy to come up with horrific ways to kill of characters - I'm sure this is perfectly healthy and should not be cause for concern.
So I am back.
And if you emailed me or the site in the last month, it really wasn't personal that I ignored said email. You were not the only person I was not responding to. :-)
Now, I'm going to go make myself work on a blog post about kinky sex negotiations because I'm pretty sure that's why you guys come here.