On writing…

Not to be confused with another Mainer that wrote a title like that.

I’m at camp, Chloe and I have done all the set up things and things look good. It’s raining (All due respect to Allan Sherman) and breakfast is over and I haven’t found my camp inspiration yet. But it’s okay. At the moment, I’m finding some solace in peeling away from the world, sitting in the one room that gets wifi and writing perhaps a few short blog posts, which I’ll schedule to come over the following days.

At least, at camp, I can write in the nude. But this is certainly not me. ;)

At least, at camp, I can write in the nude. But this is certainly not me. ;)

Right now, however, given my lack of mojo, I’m thinking about writing. I like doing it and I’m enjoying the time and ritual of finding that space to write and I can dash off a few ‘pages’ in no time. But then I do just one proof and hit publish and it’s out there in the world. I don’t edit as much as I should. And that’s okay, to be honest. “Writers write” is the mantra and it’s true. Does my writing my blog make me a writer? Kinda? I write. I’m writing, I’m learning more. I am, in fact, practicing. After all, nobody steps up to the plate and smacks out home run after home run the first time. This is a good field trial.

Add to that writing portion of things that I am learning about myself, my kink and my relationships in the same breath and that’s even more helpful.

I will find my mojo while here. And I will make it work. Of this, I am positive.


A hiatus

So, I’m not sure if there are loyal readers, but if you are, you’ve no doubt noticed that, hey, we haven’t posted. There’s a perfectly logical explanation for that. But not a quick or easy explanation for that. So, let me do my best at explaining.

Chloe and I got into a an argument. I won’t go into details about what it was about or such, but it ended up being one of those types of arguments which proved to give us thoughts about whether we would remain together or not. Not for the content within the argument, but for my reactions as a result of it. The good news and the shortest story is that yes, we did make it through. And we are here together at the end of it, sharing our bed again, back to “normal” and I’ve even spent a few nights collared before she ended up leaving for a bit of a late winter getaway with her bestest college friend.

Even before the argument, I had not been blogging as I had before, perhaps the wind out of my sails since Chloe had not been blogging very much and I’ve always been great at starting projects and getting them rolling, but sometimes don’t do so well with the upkeep. So, having left it to her, she was doing great before the holidays, then we both kind of dropped it after the holidays. And that was months ago! I suppose one factor in the lack of blogging is that I didn’t really feel like we were being read. And yes, I know we can’t expect to have followers immediately, but writing on a wall that never gets a light turned upon it gets tiring. And as Chloe mentioned to me in conversation about the blog, she was worrying that the blog might be getting stale. I mean, how many times can one write about collars and cleaning up this or that and the fact that we had a great fuck last night before one goes “Well, what else is there?” – both from the writer’s perspective and the readers. So there’s THAT, which is a huge consideration. This blog IS a learning experience for the both of us. The social media experiment that we are on could take a while to figure out, but, in the end, I think it will be a good exercise and I think it may just educate some folks along the way. I can hope. And I’ll try to blog more often as well – to keep the momentum going. This will be part of my improving myself, which has taken on many facets in the past couple weeks, including my weight (now under 220, which is great, but not under 200), my fitness (3 days running this past week, compared with NONE before) and my other things that are in my life (volunteer efforts, projects, etc). I’ve come to realize that I’m the only one that’s going to make these things happen and that my life is pretty damn lucky, overall, and I need to get off my ass and “do it” instead of complaining to myself and others around me about the lack of time I have to do it. Because I know I waste some of my time. Don’t we all?

So, well, I’m going to continue to post more in the coming days, perhaps give you all something fun to read, and continue with all the other things and just keep doing. I can only hope we might make back our readers from before and gain a few over time. And Chloe’s last post, which was actually posted automatically the morning AFTER the argument, can be responded to (by me) and provide some good stories for all of you.