I love fairy tales. They fed my childhood with stories and pictures. I never believed them. I knew they were stories. I didn't want to meet a prince (like I've previously said, I'd rather have been the prince, finding myself a sweet maiden) and I was never really into the happy ever after. It seemed… Continue reading Fucked up fairy tales
Category: Erotic tales
How do you link mountain-biking with writing? (Or, Why being part of a group is fucking awesome).
There are four big reasons I love to be out on my mountain bike. The first is being outdoors. Whenever I'm asked if I'm a beach or mountains person, my answer is always I love trees and being in the woods. Add a mountain into that and I'm happy as can be. I love the… Continue reading How do you link mountain-biking with writing? (Or, Why being part of a group is fucking awesome).