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Category Archives: sexuality
Recently, here in the Great White North, a murder trial ended and the accused were sentenced to life. A father and his son killed his daughter, all because she was too progressive to be a good little Islamic girl. Muhammad Parvez and Waqas, his son, murdered Aqsa Parvez on December 10, 2007, in the guise of [...]
For everything I’ve published this week, four have gone into the depths, filed under lock and key, not fit for sharing. Too personal, too exploratory, too unconnected, too any-number-of-things. A lot of what I batted around regards my relationship with sex: Where it’s been, where it went, why it changed, why it matters, what it [...]
I had an end-of-the-night chat on Twitter with my friend Tris Hussey (@TrisHussey), one of Vancouver’s best WP blogging smartie-pants, about the strange life of being a vanilla girl in a sex-blogger-world. It’s had me thinking since, which is why I like smartie-pants like Tris. See, he thinks the world needs more sex-positive voices — especially [...]
As a so-called sex writer, I went off the reservation a long, long time ago. As a writer, I’m writing a book, and it means revisiting all my work from the last few years. In the process, I’m tagging & categorizing all my posts so you’ll have an easier time to search relevant topics. But, boy, [...]
In college, I was a librarian. I worked both in books and in the audio-visuals section. Then I was a bookseller. Everything I ever needed to learn about sex, I learned on the job. It’s probably the only thing escorts and librarians have in common. Okay, well, no, not everything I ever needed to learn… [...]
Four years ago I wrote a posting about cheating and in it I had a little rant about being called an “older woman” by the letter-writer when I was only 32. The posting is here, and today I deleted a comment that referred to the rant-within-the-posting with this comment that I’ve chosen to delete for [...]