Tag Archives: bawlamer
Fare’s Fair
I started taking light rail downtown to teach back in January, and prior to that I took it into town often for events. And every single time, I felt like a sucker for actually buying a ticket, having never seen anyone check them. Of course, there is the sign on the train that reminds passengers [...]
Strawberry Freeze
The heat was broken at the usually warm and friendly Cyclops Books tonight, so those of use who went to the MWA Baltimore meeting to do a little writing did so with numb fingers, reading our work with voices thinned from the cold.
Exercise #1 was to dig into a bag of paint color cards and [...]
Getting Lucky
Nah, it’s not that kind of post.
Sometimes I get lucky. Sometimes we have a winter that is so freaking cold for Baltimore that my usual dreaded temperature range -the forties- feels downright balmy. Sometimes, on a winter morning the whole neighborhood smells like nutmeg from the McCormick plant, even though the winds usually aren’t right [...]
In Which I Rock Teh Hotness
Half an hour after sending off my story, I got this response from Mr. Smile, Hon.
Ms. Flax – Sweet baby Jesus, that’s hot. Very sensual. And I don’t even have a foot fetish. Totally unlike any other submissions; it will make a great addition to the issue.
And with those words, a smut career is born.
One Foot in the Past, One Foot in the Future
Sometime in the middle of May of last year, I got this intense feeling that things were about to change, that there was a major transition happening. I didn’t know then that the transition I was feeling was going to carry me through the rest of the year, and it is still just getting started. [...]
The Big Envelope
I remember it from my senior year of high school, and from my senior year of college: going to the mailbox every day, hoping to find The Big Envelope: The Big Envelope from the schools to which I applied, The Big Envelope that would inform by its girth whether I had been accepted or denied, [...]
Apocalypse sNow
From the sound of things on Friday, our region was to be struck by one to two feet of apocalypse, but it turned out we got one to two feet of snow, instead. My classes were tiny on Friday and the traffic was ridiculous as people scrambled to buy their (everybody, now) bread, milk, and [...]
Serendipity
Every now and then, some piece of information comes along at exactly the right time. In this case, as I am half-seriously considering a second (or third, or fourth) career in erotica, a completely unrelated bit of web surfing turned up the the blog of Smut Girl, Sommer Marsden, a local and very skilled purveyor [...]
Frivolousness
I spent this afternoon meandering around Fells Point, after checking out the Baltimore Tattoo Museum. Between the chinese slippers on my feet, Mr. T Experience in the car, and the junk stores, I felt like I was fifteen again, only without the curfew. Rock! The past two days have been completely frivolous, as a wind [...]
Put in My Place