On the fourth day of Christmas: April 2015

You got turned out, Jade A Waters, April 15th

‘… I was wrapping up one of the most painful breakups of my life. I’ve had many relationships in two decades—some of them waking me in one way or another, others serious enough we nearly ended up engaged, and still others breaking me in ways that required many years of lightness to heal—but this was different. It was heavier somehow, more real, more intense. If I were to describe my past relationships as watercolor paintings, this one was made of oil—dense with color, small details, and texture, and labored over not just with brushes, but with rags and carving tools that molded the canvas of us. It started as a casual fling that should have meant practically nothing, but in the mere nine months we lasted—including four breakups, three standoffs, and two attempted months of silence—the impact still coursed through my blood and transformed me.’

A post about an unorthodox relationship shaping you in unexpected ways? *Of course* I loved this. What struck me most of all is how it brims with positivity and energy about the whole experience – that reference to ‘the impact still coursed through my blood and transformed me’ is a super-empowered statement.

That face fucking look, Girlonthenet, April 22nd

‘It’s the willfulness that makes me hot. His deliberate, hard strokes as he pushes my head against the back of the sofa. I’m not sucking his dick, I’m being fucked. Barely holding myself together as I splutter and gag and angle myself just right to take him all the way down to the base. To feel the head of his swollen cock thumping against the back of my throat.

Face fucking. Not a blow job. Not doing something, but having it deliberately and precisely done to me.’

Because GOTN writes so well, it’s easy to read about stuff that isn’t your kink and find it hot, which means that when she is writing about your kinks … jeez. This captures perfectly the hotness of giving head as a submissive act – it’s not elegant, or pretty, but god, it’s good.

The Case For: Dining Alone, Floraidh Clement, April 23rd

‘So, this isn’t so much of a blog as it is really a dare. I dare you to wake up one day soon, make a conscious decision to get the hell over your worries and then take yourself out for a meal somewhere you’ve always fancied visiting. I dare you to not worry what strangers might think of you when you walk in and ask for a table for one, before ordering your meal as you sit with a book, newspaper or tablet. I dare you to smile afterwards and realise “hey, I guess that wasn’t so bad!” because it just really isn’t. Remember, these are dares, so don’t forfeit the ability to create your own bliss.’

To get as many people as possible to understand the joys of dining out solo is my personal one-woman mission, so I love it when someone gets on board with it. In this post, Floraidh doesn’t just skim over the things people commonly worry about when eating out alone – she tackles them head on; compares them to bigger worries that most of us have faced at one time or another, and ends on the most important note of all – eating out alone is great, but more importantly – be kind to yourself.

Wet and wild, Molly Moore, April 27th

‘On one of my visits to see him, after a night out, he called me into the bathroom, unzipped his fly and told me to hold his cock while he peed. I did as he instructed and at first everything went well but I think it might have been the kissing that distracted me from my task but I discovered that just the smallest movement could have rather alarming consequences. Luckily the hotel bathroom wall was tiled but my ‘license to drive’ (his words, not mine) had been well and truly revoked. (He was also very good about doing the wiping up while I laid on the bed laughing so hard tears ran down my face)’

The complete opposite of the GOTN post above, this is not one of my kinks. What I like about this, though, is less the kink, and more the dynamic it captures between Molly and @Domsigns – the intimacy, the humour, the affection …

What do you do when the Internet hates you?, Dani Shapiro, date unknown

‘Of course, you might say I asked for it. To be a writer—to do anything that involves putting oneself out there—is to invite criticism. And if you write about personal stuff, well, what do you expect? I’ve now spent nearly two decades writing about my family, my history, my fears, my anxieties, my spiritual crises, my sorrows, and my joys. I’ve tried to carve out of my own experience books that will resonate with others.’

I don’t worry that the internet hates me, but I am conscious, the more I write, that every time you put yourself out there, you never quite know what the reaction will be. This is a useful reminder not to take the opinions of strangers too personally – it’s about being wary of projection, of other people’s stuff, and taking the constructive criticism on board while letting the rest wash over you. The closing lines ‘And so I close the door. I write these words. I don’t click over to Google to see what people think. In the silence—in the absence of all those voices—here is where I discover who I am,’ resonated.

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On the third day of Christmas: March 2015

On Forgiveness, Love and Moving On, That Pesky Feminist, March 2nd

‘The thing is, though, that at that time, a lot of what I was being fed was a lie. I don’t wish to play a blame game, and I have no interest in dredging up the past, but the behaviour that welcomed me into the second month of my first relationship didn’t end there, by any means. I was tortured, intentionally or not, for months and months to come. At some point a realisation had to be wrought that actually, not everyone is going to treat me the same way. This was hard to swallow. At a point I believed wholeheartedly that every partner I would ever have would be the same, because how could I deserve anything else? Perhaps this is not so. I can’t say for certain, of course, but I am able to make a choice to believe one thing or another and that is what I am doing now. I never thought I would.’

If it was difficult to read about break ups, losing your self confidence in a relationship and worrying that you’d never find love back in March, it’s even more so now, when most of my anxieties centre on the fear that I’ll be alone forever. This is a positive piece overall though: about kindness, time, and learning to forgive.

Sex: Love and fucking, Happy Come Lucky, March 5th

‘In addition to the perceived domesticity of the phrase, there is also the choice of verb in itself. I actually really enjoy making things. I enjoy the process and the product but, and here is the important bit, when I make something, it is external to me. In making something, my actions affect something else and hopefully change it for the better. I get satisfaction when it works, but it is at all times external to me. I do it. I make it the best that I can, but at all times, there is a distance between my soul and what I am making. Sometimes that distance might be very small but there isn’t the direct connection.’

The relationship between kink and craft has always fascinated me, and so I particularly enjoyed the paragraph above in this post, as well as the other insights into problems with the term ‘making love,’ including the domesticity of the phrase. Plus, I totally agree about everything ‘fuck’ has in its favour when being used as a verb.

The Darkness Within, Molly Moore, March 5th

‘The ones I have trouble with sharing seem to be the ones that have not gotten that far. They are often very specific little snippets of a moment that play over and over in my head almost like a .gif image that only stops when they finally make me cum. The detail of those little snapshots are very precise but oddly difficult to put into words when not framed within a wider story or scenario to give them context.’

Molly and I seem to have very similar fantasies, but I completely recognised this description of scenes like gifs, playing over and over, rather than fully-formed stories. This is a fascinating insight into fantasies and sharing them.

Kiss an author, Alison Tyler, March 12th

‘If you’re on Twitter, post a tiny snippet of a story by an author you adore. Hashtag the post with #kissanauthor. I was able to snag some lines by several of my favorite writers yesterday. (I’m a lucky editor who has access to thousands of stories.)

The math trick is that you only have 140 characters to work with. Some of the lines kept spilling out of the box. Which meant I had to be very selective with the words I chose.’

Alison Tyler works seriously hard at promoting authors she’s worked with, and I loved this idea she had back in March, because it reminded me of the difficulty of picking a 140 character quote from anything you’ve read and loved, in order to share it on Twitter. I’m not sure if she’s still running this, but I plan to do it as much as possible in 2016 either way.

I like to watch you flirt, Girl on the net, March 15th

‘Ten years ago, this kind of thing would make me wild with jealousy. It’d have me biting back sarcastic comments or storming out in a huff. I’d be worried that this girl’s lust would demean the lust that I felt for him – that she was stepping into the circle and pushing me out.’

 

I sat on this post for ages, because I knew it would make me uncomfortable, and sure enough, it did. I was (and am, no doubt) stuck in the phase that GOTN describes above, hoping to get to the point she reaches as the post progresses. Because deep down, I think she’s right: flirting is a good thing, not a bad thing, and just as I wouldn’t want anyone to try and stop me flirting if I was in a relationship, I’d like to learn to not feel threatened by a partner doing it, too.

Fucking interrupted, Girl on the net, March 22nd

‘He fumbles to stay upright, one hand on the sink which won’t hold his full weight, another hand rummaging awkwardly down my top. Frustrated, I pull at the cotton and turn down my bra so he can get his hot, sweat-slick fingers on one of my nipples, and moan deeply as the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. I want to go faster. I need him to speed up. After all, we only have four minutes and I need time to straighten my clothes and get back to my seat before he takes his place on stage. And I’m damned if I’ll miss out on the ending – where he spurts warm come down the back of my throat and I get the pleasure of seeing his shellshocked face as I wipe my lips and grin.’

Girl on the net appears three times in this month’s posts, so clearly she was on top form. The post above is hot, pure and simple, and the details – the fingers on her nipple, his hand on the sink – totally make this for me.

Sex stories, lies and memory, Girl on the net, March 25th

‘Non-fiction sex stories are as much about that ‘me too’ feeling as they are about the anecdote itself. I don’t just want to talk about the hot things I’ve done, I want to tap into exactly why they’re hot – to make you feel the same sexy shiver that I did.’

Another subject I feel super strongly about – when I’m writing about a particularly encounter, details will stand out to me that might not even have been noticed by someone else. When it comes to writing non-fiction, there is no objective truth, and the truths of the two people involved might vary significantly. In my opinion, that’s not a problem – it simply makes things more interesting.

Hold me tight, Molly Moore, March 30th

‘Everything feels safe in a corset and that tightness creates an intimacy with your own body, you become much more aware of how it moves, how you breath, how you sit and then there is the way it looks. The narrowing of my waist, the lifting my bust, the curve from my waist to hip. A good corset takes my shape and figure and hides away all the bad bits whilst making the most of and displaying perfectly all the best bits. I look at myself in a corset and I see sexy and that is a very powerful thing because when you can see, then you can really own it.’

Underwear is one of my favourite things, and this post made me envious of the fact Molly has someone to lace her into her corset, which is the main reason I don’t own one yet. Plus, the idea of ‘an intimacy with your own body’ sounds like something it would be pretty damn beneficial for me to achieve.

On the second day of Christmas: February 2015

Things I’ve learnt: endings and emotional honesty, Megan Kerr, Feb 3rd

‘The ending is where storytelling and truth go to war. Most emotional crises, of whatever sort your character faces, don’t end with a grand gesture, a revolutionary decision, a pivotal moment: most of our emotions end not with a bang, but a whimper. They peter out slowly, an imperceptible fading or easing from day to numbered day, the broken jaw of our lost kingdoms or a return at last to unheard music hidden in the shrubbery. There’s no decisive battle to win. And most of human reality has that complexity.’

Fear of writing a weak ending is what often keeps me from making progress on my novel. I’m more drawn towards endings that ‘peter out slowly,’ but equally worried I’ll end up writing something with an ending as unsatisfying as many French films. This post is a really interesting insight into how to write a strong ending.

Vaccines Don’t Cause Autism, But That’s Not The Point. Stop Being Ableist, Anne Thériault, Feb 5th

‘Autistic people aren’t “gone.” Their brains function differently than neurotypical brains, which often leads to them becoming overwhelmed by outside stimuli in a way that other people might not. So, in a sense, they’re more present than many of us are – they’re bombarded by sights, sounds and smells that neurotypical people can ignore or dismiss. They are very much “here,” trying way harder than most to process what “here” is. So get out of here with your misinformed ideas about autistic people having no light in their eyes or no soul. Get out of here and maybe go meet an actual autistic person.’

When I started reading this, I had mixed feelings because I’m undeniably of the view that life *is* harder for people with disabilities, and so fear of disability makes sense to me. *BUT* it’s absolutely true that the ‘light vanishing from their eyes’ thing that Anne talks about here is absolute scaremongering bullshit which totally needed calling out in the way that this post does brilliantly.

Resist the Erotic Euphemism (A.K.A. Don’t Let Me Plunge Your Coffee Bean), Behind the Chintz Curtain, Feb 11th

‘It was the first time I’d ever heard an anus described in such a way and, let me tell you, the mental picture it conjured (read on for that) was about as far from sexy as you could get. And then I happened to listen to Molly’s latest KissCast with Jade A. Waters and discover that the two of them had also been chatting about erotic metaphors that they, personally, have found to have set their respective sets of teeth on edge. Ah, I thought. The stick figures are a-calling.’

The post that ultimately led to two rounds of the epic #Euphoff, this is worth reading for the stick figure drawings alone…

At my most beautiful, The Shingle Beach, Feb 12th

‘But afterwards – tonight – I look pale and rosy and wild and just fucked.
I look amazing.’

As someone who frequently struggles with what they see in the mirror, but feels improved/more at one with their appearance after sex, this resonated a great deal.

Morning Sex, Absolutely Ruby, Feb 17th

‘I wake up with a silly grin on my face, the way I normally do when he stays over and am pleased to see him smiling back at me before we share a small good morning kiss. Morning sex isn’t really our thing, there normally isn’t time, no one has brushed their teeth and everyone needs a wee. Still, one of my favourite things is seeing his hard cock in the mornings, as though it has woken up just like us, ready for the day. Despite it being the morning and my mouth being a bit dry I still want to get to it. He pulls back the cover showing me his gloriously thick, hard, morning cock and I ask, like a good girl, if I can suck it a little bit before we get up.’

Morning sex isn’t really my thing, either, but this post perfectly captures why, when it’s good, it’s so good…

On Being a Trans Woman and Crossing the Bathroom Line, Xeph Kalma, 20th Feb

‘If you ever run into someone who might not visually match the gender of the washroom you’ve found them in, just chill. They are probably way, way, way more scared of you, than you of them. Scared of losing their job, scared of not being able to find employment again, scared of losing housing, scared of having to even look someone in the eye/talk to them. Don’t say anything; just leave us be. We’ll be on our way in no time.’

As a cis-woman, there are some things that barely cross my mind. I can talk about the fear and anxiety that go hand in hand with MH issues, or physical disability, but nothing about the fears associated with being trans. This guest post for Anne Thériault was a hugely interesting look at trans issues in the workplace.

Fishnets and buttsex and all the right noises, Girlonthenet, Feb 25th

‘He touches me. Rubs his hands all over my thighs, my arse, my cunt. Rubs fingers into the warmth of my crotch and makes a dark moaning sound at the back of his throat. I want him to pull them down. I picture him pulling down my fishnets and pushing his cock up against me, and until that moment it’s been all I’ve really wanted since the tedious evening began. All the way through the speeches and the chat and the token efforts to dance, I know I’ve been waiting for the moment when he pulls down the tights, pulls my knickers to the side, and slides his dick into my tight wet cunt.’

This is Girlonthenet at her finest and filthiest. It has all the good stuff – ripped tights, anal, and that beautiful way GOTN has of writing sex where she gives you just enough detail to allow you to picture the scene, but also room to totally project your own fantasies onto it too. Bloody brilliant.

On the first day of Christmas: January 2015

Round ups and review posts are some of the hardest to write, I find. In 2014, over the twelve days of Christmas, I featured a blogger a day, and my favourite three posts they’d written over the course of the year.

This year I’m doing it slightly differently.

I’ve been bookmarking all of my favourite posts, on all kinds of topics – sex, feminism, disability, food, mental health – and from now until January 6th, I’ll cover a month of 2015 a day, featuring the best things I read.

The number of posts I bookmarked varies, and obviously, some bloggers recur often – I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have any favourites. But there should be a variety, and I hope you enjoy. With any luck, this could become an annual tradition.

Anyway, January 2015…

WARNING: “Crunchy” Roads Ahead, Sommer Marsden, Jan 2nd

‘I am a newly hatched widow, single mother of two, who can often be found standing in the middle of some random room at any given time, wondering what the fuck now? And who the fuck am I now?’

This blog post may well break your heart, as you’ve probably realised from the quote above. But I really admired the honesty, candour and bravery with which Sommer approached such a massive life change, and I hope life is a little easier with each day that passes.

Resolutions for a (Mentally) Healthier New Year, Anne Thériault, Jan 2nd

‘I’ve seen a lot of promises to bike to work, to eat healthier, to get a gym membership, and so on and so forth. I used to make resolutions like these, although mine were almost always unhealthy and centred around weight loss. I would frame them as “feeling better in my body,” but really what I meant was, “exercise and withhold foods I love until my body is a size that makes me feel good about myself.”’

Mental health emerges as a theme of the posts I bookmarked in January, which is unsurprising, given that a) New Year is bloody tough and b) I was having a pretty rough time in January last year. This list of 10 resolutions for better mental health is worth rereading from time to time, especially number 10. Essentially: be as kind to yourself as you’d be to other people.

This girl can’t, not yet, Miss Smidge, Jan 15th

‘Lets repeat what I just said above, yes I was uncoordinated, yes I kept messing up, but I was doing it with a massive grin on my face. Thanks to some clumsy language from the instructor – that massive grin – was gone. For the next 30 minutes any co-ordination I did have totally disappeared, along any enjoyment of the class I’d been having. There were others in the class just as uncoordinated as me – maybe she thought I could take it as the smile I had on my face looked like confidence. It wasn’t.’

2015 was the year I was lucky enough to find a really good Zumba class, but the sentiments in this post really resonated with me, because I’ve felt them so many times in the past. A great reminder of the importance of finding a form of exercise you enjoy, but also an instructor who makes you feel safe, comfortable and accepted.

Mumblecore: Whispers of a feminist revolution?, The Cocktail Hour, Jan 15th

‘Over the past couple of years, I have watched a lot of indie ‘mumblecore’ fayre. Mumblecore itself is arguably a pejorative term, and a label that the filmmakers themselves would not necessarily favour. Most films that do appear to fall under that banner are woven together by common thematic and stylistic threads. They are typified by loose plots, minimal camerawork and deal with the minutiae of daily life: slackerdom, 20/30 something ennui, navigating social norms and responsibilities. So far, so familiar, but it recently dawned on me that there is something more exciting happening beneath the scruffy surface.’

I had no idea what mumblecore was when I stumbled upon this post, and I’m still not sure I could define it, but I do like art house film, and I think I probably tagged it as a reminder to go and see Obvious Child (which is great, btw). This interests me on the same level that anti-heroines interest me in literature – I like things that don’t tread well worn grooves when it comes to female characters, and that applies to film just as much as it does to books.

Reclaiming my wheelchair through sexy lift snogs, Desire on Wheels, Jan 30th

‘There would just be space for him to stand behind my wheelchair, so I would tip my head back, he would lean over me, and we would kiss until we felt the jolt of the lift stopping again.  You can’t do much like that, just lips touching and perhaps hands on faces, trying not to let the wheelchair run away if we were too intent on kissing to remember to put the brakes on.  There’s something delicious about being limited in that way, with your throat exposed and no idea whether someone’s watching disapprovingly on a security camera.’

This is a guest post for Girlonthenet, and it’s great for a number of reasons. First, because it tackles disability and desire, something which is definitely not written enough about, secondly because it talks about disability and shame, which is super real to me, and thirdly because it’s a reminder of a universal truth: some guys are shits, but many are not, and the relationship between the post author and her partner is enviable, to say the least.

Why not accepting anorgasmia doesn’t mean wanting orgasms all the time, The Shingle Beach, Jan 30th

‘Getting my sex drive back – then getting my orgasms back – did as much for my mental health, my general wellbeing, my ability to deal with the rest of life, as did treating the mental symptoms and getting good counselling.’

I love this post because TSB so clearly understands both herself and the power of good sex. I’m totally with her (though more so on sex than orgasms), because touch is powerful, and calming, and easy to forget about. For anyone struggling with mental health issues and anorgasmia, it’s worth not only reading this but also the multitude of other great blog posts it links to.

Christmas Gift Guide (of Sorts) 2015

There are few posts that could become an annual tradition, but this is one of them. Last year, I realised that I was no longer confined to reading gift guides, I could write my own if I wanted to. The format is simple – 30 things, in (hopefully) a variety of price brackets that I’d happily give and/or receive.

As with last year, if you have other great suggestions for gifts, especially from independent merchants, please leave them in the comments – I *love* discovering new stuff!

1. Write till you’re hard, £4.89
This is a very slim book, but it’s a gem for anyone who wants to learn to write erotica, or who needs a reminder of why it’s worth writing about sex. If you’re particularly brave, you could buy this for a colleague with a £5 Secret Santa budget.

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2. Stay Home Club tee, $26.94
The perfect gift for an introvert friend, these are printed on American Apparel tees, so they hang nicely, and would suit a cat lover, too! If your introverted friend prefers dogs, that’s also an option.

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3. Cheese Sloth plate, £25
Using plates as art can go one of two ways – twee, or pretty damn cool. Personally, I think this, and the other Jimbobart designs, fall into the latter category. Alternatively, pair it up with some really good cheese.

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4. Persiana and ingredients, £37.50
There are a lot of books in this year’s guide. Persiana went down really well with my mum last year, and has a properly beautiful cover.

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5. ‘Laterite’ A4 print, £14
This is meant for children, but I’d totally put it on my wall because a) wolf fetish and b) the wolf has the cutest side-eyes. If you want to frame it, eBay has loads of cheap frame sellers.

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6. Kitchen and Bedroom Nutella, £9.98
Personalised Nutella is back in Selfridges this year and you can have up to nine characters per label. If you’re sleeping with someone who loves it, why not give them two jars – one with a label saying ‘Kitchen’ and the other with a label saying ‘Bedroom’?

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7. Tricolore pants, 75,00 €
Le Slip Français have some of the hottest male models around, which is partly why I spend so much time on their site. The other reason is that the packs of pants are lovely, and beautifully packaged.

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8. V&A membership, £64
One for the writers and other creatives, I’m not a huge museum fan, but the V&A can, on occasion, provide fresh ideas and inspiration for writing even for me. Membership gets you free entry to exhibitions for a year and various other perks including previews.

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9. Hourglass ambient lighting powder, £38
The idea of this powder is that it makes you look like you’re in the most flattering possible light at all times, and personally, I think it’s pretty damn good. It’s pricey, but it’ll last a bloody long time.

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10. Rifle Paper Co jardin desk pad, £12
The wrong friend will think a desk planner is a shitty gift. The stationery loving friend will adore this – trust me…

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11. St Germain elderflower liqueur, £19
This has just *the* prettiest bottle and makes the world’s easiest cocktails – just slosh a bit into a champagne flute and top up with fizz. Perfect for Scrooges, because it’ll remind them that Spring is on the way.

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12. Moleskine postal notebook, £5.17
This would be the perfect pairing with the first item on this list – you could write the start of a story, send it to your lover, get them to continue it, send it back and … yeah, it makes me wish I had a lover right now.moleskine notebook

13. Gold heart and black scarf, £12.99
Given its low price, this is surprisingly cute. I’ve already bought one for a scarf-loving friend…

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14. Brushed silver coin earrings £17.72
This one, despite the price in pounds, may actually be better for Americans, seeing as I’ve sometimes been caught on customs fees having Elephantine jewellery delivered to the UK. It is beautiful though, and neutral enough to be hard to object to.

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15. Inner Strength bath oil, £45
Super-pricey though it is, and although it’s pretentious enough to refer to baths as ‘experiences,’ I love this stuff. It fragrances not only the bath but the whole house, and some of the profits go to breast cancer research.

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16. Great Pub, Great Walk, £11.66
All long walks need a good pub en route, and this has the added benefit of not needing to carry a book – just take the card you need out with you.

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17. Hardback notebook, £12.50
When I’m writing by hand, and even for a notebook I mostly just keep stuffed in my handbag, hardback is hugely useful, because it doesn’t fall apart and it’s easier to scribble in on the go. Plus, aren’t these just the most beautiful prints?

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18. Cassandra Yap print, £30
Cassandra Yap makes very cool erotic prints – C is for corsets, but there’s one for every letter of the alphabet. The only problem will be choosing between your initial or your kink…

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19. Suede red fox purse, £30
I’m not allowed this, because it’s made of suede, and I’d want to keep my make up in it, and would inevitably trash it in no time at all. Probably one for someone tidier/more organised than me.

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20. Grumpy bear, £22
I’ve already requested grumpy bear on my own Christmas list because I’m a sucker for anything with a sad face. However, these are suitable from birth, so ideal for both big and little kids.

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21. Refuge/John Lewis gift list, £various
I was really pleased to be able to donate so much to Refuge after Lippie, and I think their gift list for women in their refuges is a genius idea, especially because it has so much genuinely nice stuff on it. If you’re buying for a friend who likes to do a lot for charity, consider this instead.

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22. Pom-pom ballet slipper socks, £9.50
Cute, cosy, and good value – these are an example of M&S having a few little gems in their range and would work just as well for a friend as for your grandma…

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23. Anne of Green Gables, $16
OK, so most people have read Anne of Green Gables, but I don’t know many who wouldn’t happily read it again, especially if they received this gorgeous edition. There are other options, too, including Heidi and Little Women.

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24. Modal long lace vest, £25
I’ll admit it, £25 is a lot for a vest top. But these are fabulously long in the body, last for ages, look really cute and come in a huge range of colours. Plus, they stretch, so it doesn’t matter if you guess someone’s size a tiny bit wrong.

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25. Tokyo Ghost Stories box, £34
Death to Flowers’ boxes are a bit strange, I know, but there’s a kind of joy to receiving lots of little bits, especially when those bits include good chocolate and cool stationery.

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26. The Etymologicon, £12.08
If you know someone who’s obsessed with words and their meanings (*waves*), this would make a great gift. There are a couple of other titles in the series too, so you could give them all…

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27. Fitzgerald print, £16.36
I’m not a huge fan of quotes as art, but I think these could be really striking in an office or study. You can also buy a set of three (there are lots to choose from) for £39.54.

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28. Ours decanter set, $118
This makes me wish I drank more spirits (and had a boyfriend!). It’s expensive, sure, but it’s also *super* cute. If you’re feeling really rich, you could buy a bottle of something to go with…

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29. 80s children’s books, £various
There are loads of good kids’ books out there, so there’s no reason to go back to old classics apart from the fact that a) nostalgia value and b) there were some really good books around in the 80s. The Avocado Baby is my favourite, but if you search Amazon for anything you have fond memories of, I reckon there’s a good chance you’ll find it.

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30. Delancey, £11.88
I share posts relatively often from Molly Wizenberg’s blog, Orangette, and she writes wonderfully about food and relationships, so this is definitely on my list this year.

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Eroticon 2015 Meet & Greet

NAME (and Twitter name if you have one)

Charlie Powell, and on Twitter, @sexblogofsorts.

Is this your first time at Eroticon? If No, what is your favourite memory from a previous Eroticon and if Yes, what are you most looking forward to at Eroticon 2015?

Ah, so I was actually going to lead with this, but I’ll answer the question here, instead. No; 2014 was my first time and to say that anxiety got the better of me would be putting it mildly. I had a Sunday only ticket last year, but I only made it to Kristina Lloyd’s session, and then had to be almost physically dragged back by her to the readings and afternoon tea. At one point, away from the conference, I pretty much downed a glass of warm wine to try and get my nerves under control. I spoke to very few people, don’t think I really introduced myself to any, and so, yeah, hopefully this year will be better. Please be gentle with me, and if I run away, it’s almost certainly me, not you…

Which 3 sessions have you already earmarked as definitely going to?

There’s a definite theme coming through in my choices, the top two of which are Remittance Girl‘s Writing Jouissance: Pleasure, Pain and Madness and Stella Ottewill‘s On Edge: Writing the dark side of eroticism. Molly‘s photography session also features high on my list.

What drink will you be ordering at the bar on the Saturday night?

The Saturday night drinks is the one thing I’m not currently planning to attend, as I think I might need some down time by that point. If I’m not there, you may find me wallowing in your bath tub, should you be lucky enough to have one. If I am there, Sauvignon Blanc, please.

If you wrote an autobiography what would it be called?

Er, I think maybe I already have one.

Where are you writing this post and what 5 things can you see around you (not including the device you are writing on)?

Currently my living space has begun to resemble my old student room from my uni days. The clutter includes drying laundry, a half-drunk bottle of white wine, some chocolate chip brioche, a large pack of Duracell AA batteries and the latest Judy Blume novel.

And the last one… If you could go out to dinner with any 5 sex bloggers or erotic writers, regardless of whether they are coming to Eroticon or not who would they be?

Meeting Girlonthenet is something I’m really looking forward to, since she was kind enough to host a guest post for me when I first started blogging. Aside from that, I don’t like having favourites, so I’ll stick with my other 4 (non-erotic) fantasy dinner guests: Gary Barlow, Jarvis Cocker, Nigella Lawson and Max Irons (sorry, GOTN!)