an unassuming girl

More butch than femme, more leather than lace. I love to write, but don’t consider myself a writer.

Reformed hermit. Perverted prude. Homebody who likes to travel. And, most recently, a sexually monogamous person exploring the world of polyamory.

I make words, make art, make love, and sometimes even make sense. This blog is my personal diary, sounding board, writer’s desk, and voice in the wilderness. I can’t tell if the glimpses of life that I leave here are surreal or mundane; I suppose that is for you to decide.

Thanks for stopping by in my little corner of the internet.