What do you desire?  Lust for?  Fantasize about?

Write it down.

I blogged about this in February but I’m revisiting the concept because it works.

Last week I blogged about needing a river trip to sustain my sexy and voila! four days later I snagged a much-coveted cancelation permit for a river in Idaho.

Granted, I checked the permit availability website obsessively for much of the week, but I think The Powers That Be respond to that kind of single-minded intensity.  At least the ones assigned to my case do.

I think they recognize that I need to shift the focus away from all the editing, submitting (great word there), social networking and fabulously sexy blogging. I need to plunge head first into the reason I started writing my erotic memoir in the first place. 

The river. 

My  femme fatale nemesis. My divine feminine muse.

So I am taking off tomorrow with my man for an adventurous threesome with the sexy, voluptuous Main Salmon River in Idaho for nine days. 

If you’ve been reading this blog, you’ve already met her.

Sexy Tip:

Write your sexy manifesto next week while I'm gone.

Lose yourself in the archives.

 





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