NE met up with me last night for a dinner and movie; on the way to dinner I asked her what she thought of my writing. Two comments stuck out. The first was that it was interesting for her to see a side of me in my blog-entries that she had only seen in my other, less public, writing. I can see the truth in that. She has mentioned, often, that she never knows what is going on in my mind during a scene. When I told her about my blog, it was with the intent that this question be at least partially answered.
The second comment was that I seem ‘full of myself’ in my writing here.
Well, yes. I most certainly am.
“Aren’t I all that, though?”
She looked at me, her blonde hair partially obscuring her face, “Well, yes, but…”
I’m not able to take control and assert myself by being shy. This is one particular area I have complete confidence in; oh, I make mistakes. But I also know that there are few mistakes, if any, that I cannot recover from. And I’m always learning. I don’t know it all and I like it that way – discovering new ways to tease, to play. To please and be pleased. Yes, months may go by between scenes and if I don’t pay attention, my skills can get rusty. But as a rule…I’m just becoming increasingly more dangerous.
There was a third comment. I’m not a big coffee person, preferring tea or hot chocolate. She insists that real men drink coffee, with the implication being that by not being a big fan of it, I am less manly. Now I ask you, does coffee really make the man?
Wench. If I hadn’t been driving, she would have found herself in a lot of trouble.
In Danish, my second language, djævle means devil. A touch more ominous than the wolf, but still worth positive consideration.
A real man has no definition, for he is different to every woman & man.
And trouble isn’t always bad…..
Thanks for confirming that, Raging Heart; the person who bestowed this name on me said as much. But it was a long time ag, and you are the first to re-affirm it. When I make people do bad things, they can always say ‘The devil made me do it.’
And I definately agree…trouble is not always bad.
I often seek it out.
LOL, raging heart. Don’t you mean “djævel”? “Djævle is in the plural.
And to the devil himself: If you weren’t “full of yourself” here in just that particular, confident way, I wouln’t be popping by.
Does this mean I’m multiple devils? Now I know why there are so many voices in my head…
Yes. Singular would be D’jaevel or Djaevel if you don’t want the fancy ‘ in there. Not that I mind. It makes it more mysterious, more … French. D’Artagnan and D’jaevle.
Men hvis du hellere vil beholde stemmerne i hovedet, så lad det bare være som det er! ;-)
Real men don’t drink coffee. They avoid it like the plague.
Because, as everyone knows, coffee shrinks your dick.
;)
DTG xxoo
a connoisseur of tea and tea-drinking men
That was me, btw. DTG at Pussy Talk. I’m not the only one who uses this computer and I can’t register my name and addy because it gets stored, and I can’t figure out how to clear the form.