Thought of the Night:
I'm essentially a compilation of three personalities: there's Superficial me, who just wants to shop and get manicures, there's Writer me, who's dorky, humble and concerned with the written word, and there's Serious me, who's professional and focused and productive. Sometimes Serious me mates with Superficial me, which is actually a nice mix.
August 15, 2015
August 10, 2015
Season Guilt
Tonight, I admitted to myself: Summer is not my season.
Most of my life, I have fought against this- every spring, determined to make the most of the warm season. I'm going to go to the beach, go to the lake, plant a magnificent garden and weed it consistently, hang out with people.........
Then around this time in the season I "remember" that I hate hot weather, I get lightheaded every time I stand up due to low blood pressure, I hate crowded beaches, I'm not comfortable swimming in bodies of water where I can't see the bottom, and I really don't want to hang out with people.
I wish Fall lasted forever. See, that is a season. Cooler temperatures, fantastic foliage, wider selection of clothing to wear......
Part of it is seasonal guilt that my mother instilled in me- "Get out there and enjoy the weather!" "Why are you inside? It's beautiful outside!" "We have such a short season, we're already losing daylight!"
Now, I'm not in love with winter. If it was a whole month shorter- say, just cut out the whole month of March- that would be a big improvement. However, I remember my childhood and sitting in my rocking chair in front of the fireplace, and those are some of my favorite ones.
This is also the time of the season when I'm split-half of me is terrified that the summer is drawing to a close, and the other half is getting excited about the oncoming fall.
K
Most of my life, I have fought against this- every spring, determined to make the most of the warm season. I'm going to go to the beach, go to the lake, plant a magnificent garden and weed it consistently, hang out with people.........
Then around this time in the season I "remember" that I hate hot weather, I get lightheaded every time I stand up due to low blood pressure, I hate crowded beaches, I'm not comfortable swimming in bodies of water where I can't see the bottom, and I really don't want to hang out with people.
I wish Fall lasted forever. See, that is a season. Cooler temperatures, fantastic foliage, wider selection of clothing to wear......
Part of it is seasonal guilt that my mother instilled in me- "Get out there and enjoy the weather!" "Why are you inside? It's beautiful outside!" "We have such a short season, we're already losing daylight!"
Now, I'm not in love with winter. If it was a whole month shorter- say, just cut out the whole month of March- that would be a big improvement. However, I remember my childhood and sitting in my rocking chair in front of the fireplace, and those are some of my favorite ones.
This is also the time of the season when I'm split-half of me is terrified that the summer is drawing to a close, and the other half is getting excited about the oncoming fall.
K
July 04, 2015
Demon Love
When I woke up today, it was in interruption to a dream I was having: I was sitting in a restaurant kitchen, straddling a wooden bench over in the corner. It was a busy kitchen, with waitstaff and cooks bustling back and forth and orders being yelled out.
In this dream, I was straddling the bench, and a pillow. I was masturbating with the pillow, while the restaurant was in the middle of the dinner rush. And it was just starting to work....
Crazy, right?
So here's a scenario to ponder:
What if the only books published were those made up of people's dreams? People's crazy dreams made up with thousands of pieces of their lives, along with the millions of ways that human emotions are translated and transformed: our fears, our doubts, our anger and our joy. Think of the craziest dream you've ever had (if you can remember one) and imagine that craziness copied and twisted and skewed in millions of other ways.
Imagine that library.
KR
In this dream, I was straddling the bench, and a pillow. I was masturbating with the pillow, while the restaurant was in the middle of the dinner rush. And it was just starting to work....
Crazy, right?
So here's a scenario to ponder:
What if the only books published were those made up of people's dreams? People's crazy dreams made up with thousands of pieces of their lives, along with the millions of ways that human emotions are translated and transformed: our fears, our doubts, our anger and our joy. Think of the craziest dream you've ever had (if you can remember one) and imagine that craziness copied and twisted and skewed in millions of other ways.
Imagine that library.
KR
June 27, 2015
Getting Down into that Smooth Groove....
My outline for the new erotic paranormal novel is coming along nicely! It's so exciting- when the pieces start falling together, and the characters start to wake up and move around.
I'm really putting effort into this outline, an actual outline, instead of just winging it. It's my own personal challenge and experiment- I want to see this outline through to the end, and stick to a framed course. I know how often I get derailed just winging it, so I'm going to see how much better this way is. Knowing the way I am, I need this outline.
Of course I have a bunch of errands to run, so I'm going to have to jump in the shower and go get them done. Yes, there might be a stop at a consignment shop along the way. I'm always on the hunt for pieces of treasure to add to my wardrobe ;) And my summer office wear still needs some help.
I hope everyone has a great weekend, and gets plenty of writing done!
Kelly R.
I'm really putting effort into this outline, an actual outline, instead of just winging it. It's my own personal challenge and experiment- I want to see this outline through to the end, and stick to a framed course. I know how often I get derailed just winging it, so I'm going to see how much better this way is. Knowing the way I am, I need this outline.
Of course I have a bunch of errands to run, so I'm going to have to jump in the shower and go get them done. Yes, there might be a stop at a consignment shop along the way. I'm always on the hunt for pieces of treasure to add to my wardrobe ;) And my summer office wear still needs some help.
I hope everyone has a great weekend, and gets plenty of writing done!
Kelly R.
June 20, 2015
Sexy Research
Thank fuck it's Saturday. I'm not going to get into how uncomfortable this past week was, but you betcha. It did not involve whips and chains, unfortunately.
Ideas swirl in my head regarding my sexy lady in training. It's coming together in little bits here and there, and the platform is growing....
Ideas swirl in my head regarding my sexy lady in training. It's coming together in little bits here and there, and the platform is growing....
June 14, 2015
Relaunch and ReInvention
Okay. So. I think I've got it figured it out.
As you know, I've been struggling to decide what to do with Ms. Kelly Raine. Due to my professional restrictive life, she has lost much of her relevancy over the last couple of years. I've thought about killing her off completely.
However........I just couldn't. Deep down, I knew that I have spent too much time, and have had many adventures with her, to dismiss her completely. But what to do with her?
Why not carry on with two different writing profiles? The main one will carry my paranormal stories, and whatever strangeness I think of. Kelly Raine will be reserved solely for erotica, which was her original platform.
After all, it's not like I'm going to ever stop having dirty thoughts, or coming up with super sexy scenarios and characters. More importantly, she's necessary for a release that is no longer afforded to me due to my professional life.
So moving forward, I will be giving this blog a complete makeover. I will also be introducing a new character who will be my star of a new erotic undertaking. Originally, I designed it to be a series, where new chapters would be introduced through the blog, but now I'm thinking it might be a whole book.
Stay tuned for a remake!!
Kelly Raine
May 10, 2015
LIttle Nook of Crooked
This coming week I have a very busy, crazy schedule. I am about to embark on a serious career undertaking, my biggest break since quitting dancing. In less than two years, I have made more progress than I thought possible, and have clawed my way up from ground zero.
I was doing some Facebook stalking tonight, and looking up some people from my past, and reflecting on those crazy days.
Do I sometimes wish I was still living the easy life, shaking titties for dollar bills? No. But there were a few perks, like free backrubs....ahh, how I miss those! And sitting on my ass for most of the day, not making shit, then bam! Mr. Lonely With a Cash Advance walks through the door, and there you go! $500+ in just a matter of an hour's worth of bullshit.
I seldom get a chance to 'wile out', if you will. You have no idea how often I'm at work, and just want to shout out some crazy gibberish and dance around like a fool. Or make totally inappropriate comments about the size of a coworkers tits or the bulge in the technician's pants. But these days, its all about being professional and grown up, which is fine and great.....99.6% of the time. Kelly Raine is being chiseled down day by day. But she will persevere! Even if it's just a tiny little island that she occupies....I need her. Still. She is my escape. She is my bitch of all that is crazy, inappropriate, sexy, immature.
Ok, I just needed to vent a bit. Tomorrow is Monday, and I will conquer all. Not a large clue of what I'm doing, but hey, I'll figure it out in time. My little bit of dark and demonic history I will hold close to me, and it will be my secret of comfort when shit hits the fan. I've gotten naked in front of hundreds of people.....what the fuck do I have to be nervous about?
K.Raine
I was doing some Facebook stalking tonight, and looking up some people from my past, and reflecting on those crazy days.
Do I sometimes wish I was still living the easy life, shaking titties for dollar bills? No. But there were a few perks, like free backrubs....ahh, how I miss those! And sitting on my ass for most of the day, not making shit, then bam! Mr. Lonely With a Cash Advance walks through the door, and there you go! $500+ in just a matter of an hour's worth of bullshit.
I seldom get a chance to 'wile out', if you will. You have no idea how often I'm at work, and just want to shout out some crazy gibberish and dance around like a fool. Or make totally inappropriate comments about the size of a coworkers tits or the bulge in the technician's pants. But these days, its all about being professional and grown up, which is fine and great.....99.6% of the time. Kelly Raine is being chiseled down day by day. But she will persevere! Even if it's just a tiny little island that she occupies....I need her. Still. She is my escape. She is my bitch of all that is crazy, inappropriate, sexy, immature.
Ok, I just needed to vent a bit. Tomorrow is Monday, and I will conquer all. Not a large clue of what I'm doing, but hey, I'll figure it out in time. My little bit of dark and demonic history I will hold close to me, and it will be my secret of comfort when shit hits the fan. I've gotten naked in front of hundreds of people.....what the fuck do I have to be nervous about?
K.Raine
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