Orgasms...

I’m pretty damn lucky that as someone who dabbles in writing that I can do what I want, be who I want and write what I want. I was reminded about that yesterday when another writer came under some criticism from her family for showing her other side in a graphic way. Her other side? Sexual. That scares and confuses people. Writing it? What? Are you mad? What will your Auntie Joan, Cousin Billy-Bob and Great Grandma Sally let alone the people at church or the neighbours think? Orgasms are to be had quietly in the bedroom and not on the pages of a book and for god sake keep your legs together and write something nice.

Sometimes I forget how free I am as a person, how giving those who know me are and how fearless I am because of it.

Freedom of thought, speech, action and belief…don’t take it for granted.