Ok, so half the title is inane; but it is apt. I haven’t written anything other than proposals the past blog-silent months and because of this I am rabidly hungry* for success. Not the kind of success where you go to your school reunion bursting to tell, modestly/humbly, of your career choice and sporting pert [...]

My normal response would be to wrap my arms around you cradle the nape of your neck in my hands slide my fingers in the thumbshapednooks behind your ears and kiss you (while the rhythm of your pulse resonates in me) Kiss you until you have no breath left in you and the air rushes [...]