Reviews (13)

zoc6p87jD1 · 23 October 2013 · Chapter 1: The Darkening

Thank you for the informative and trutfhul blog. I've really enjoyed reading your posts, but, I happened across your website in my search for some answers. I'm due to work my first shift this Saturday in Brisbane Brothel. The owners have been less than forthcoming about how things might work and I'm desperate to know at least how much I should charge clients if I'm asked to go over and above the normal service'. It's impossible to find anything online about this and I'm petrified of turning up on Saturday and being thrown to the wolves with no training. Any assistance you could give me would be so very much appreciated! In any case, take care and I look forward to following your brilliant blog x

PJOU6C6wSM · 22 October 2013 · Chapter 1: The Darkening

Sex is not work! Then I was criticized from a USA sex wroker association, because I dared to go public about surviving as a sex wroker for a very short time in 1886! This woman said that it was dangerous to be publicly out because others might follow suit and get repercussions! (It was, OK I guess for ME to have gotten repercussions, even if only her criticism! lol ) BTW I have gotten severe repercussions, by being public, I have even been banned from 2 (two) academic assosiations- I have letters stating that You made too many people uncomfortable.' etc. On top of all this, I was told by a woman in a sex wroker association that I was'nt a real sex wroker! Ironic, then, that I get repercussions at all! I am so confused that I wonder how to even sign this comment because if I sign my real name, people will say I am just trying to get shock value from using my name, and if I use my stage name, people may say that I am defensive and shame filled. So it seems like it is impossible. I have written books: A Self Validity Contract to Replace The Social Contract: A Manifesto; The Social Contract Is A Bully Contract, Or A Crime; and Transcending Competitive Chaos . but perhaps due to having an online negative reputation for having been desperate, homeless, and an ex-prostitute, oops,sex wroker, oops girl friend experience , I am, and my name is, unmarketable. I wish I knew for sure, but it seems impossible to even find out for sure if I even DO have enemies. My own older brother told me You have enemies. But when I asked him who my enemies are, he refused to tell me, so maybe HE is my enemy! I am about to give up trying to communicate at all, It is like I have gone into hibernation, I am addicted to sleep and isolation, I am practically a recluse. I would write about that, but then others, or even my own intrusive thoughts criticise me and say that It could always be worse !

Larner · 15 March 2006 · Chapter 6: Smell (Part 3 of 5)

A horrid time, yet a joyful time, knowing reunion with his Merry and that the war for the city is over at last. But those are indeed the scents he would know at the time.

Larner · 2 December 2005 · Chapter 5: Touch (Part 2 of 5)

Unfortunately, I can see this one happening.

Larner · 26 October 2005 · Chapter 4: Sound (Part 1 of 5)

Very interesting use of the senses here. Thank you.

TithenFeredir · 24 October 2005 · Chapter 4: Sound (Part 1 of 5)

Poor Pip. Your careful choice of words makes the point very well, and leaves the reader hurting for the little hobbit. Ow. Very nice. ~TF

Grey Wonderer · 24 October 2005 · Chapter 3: Those Queer Brandybucks

LOL I love the fact that Merry used Pippin as a way to keep Pervinca away from his things! Very funny story!

Grey Wonderer · 24 October 2005 · Chapter 4: Sound (Part 1 of 5)

Enjoyed this over on LJ and so I thought I would leave a review here too. A lovely drabble.

Larner · 23 August 2005 · Chapter 3: Those Queer Brandybucks

That is just too precious! Poor Frodo--having to try to understand a young Brandybuck and a Took to young to say much more than Meh-my and My.

Larner · 23 August 2005 · Chapter 2: Our Love is Ours Alone

That is so often the truth of marriage--the one woman for the one man no other might appreciate.

Larner · 23 August 2005 · Chapter 1: The Darkening

Such a grief, and such a meaningless flight in the end.

Elena Tiriel · 29 April 2005 · Chapter 1: The Darkening

Hi Beruthiel! You do Fëanor justice here, from his frenzy of grief for Finwë in your first drabble (I've often thought that the first murder in Aman must have seemed like the whole world was caving in), to the quiet and undefined spark of "something" that he shared with his wife in your second. Do you focus your writing on Fëanor, or is it just chance that these are both about him? I very was surprised to see the name of your story, because I named mine (posted here just last month) "ET's Dribs and Drabbles". I apologize if it looks like I was copying your clever name -- I don't recall having seen it before, so it was not intentional. If you would like, I can rename mine -- just let me know. I, too, am hooked on the drabble form. Hope to see more from you in the future! - Barbara "Elena Tiriel"

Lindelea · 28 April 2005 · Chapter 2: Our Love is Ours Alone

LOL, I have no idea whom you're describing. But the emotions ring true...