I spent a good chunk of the last couple years in a tiny village in southern Utah, living and working with former and current Mormons.
Like most people I know who have escaped from creepy, repressive religious sects, my ex-Mormon friends are funny, fucked-up, and have wild sexual imaginations.
Sometimes I feel almost envious, like my agnostic liberal parents didn't give me nearly enough to work with.
I started blogging for writing practice. Making it public keeps me disciplined. I write about whatever comes to mind, but topics that I ponder oftener than others are love and sex, food, art, and me.
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You're killing me. I want the calendar...
This is my new attachment to all my current email. Thanks!
Now when is your birthday?
March 22. (Christmas comes first.)
I had an (ex) Mormon bf for 4.5 years. He was a sharp and shiny mess. But really fun in bed.
It's been 7 years since we broke up. I'm thinking I might send this to his parents and asking if bygones can be bygones.
I spent a good chunk of the last couple years in a tiny village in southern Utah, living and working with former and current Mormons.
Like most people I know who have escaped from creepy, repressive religious sects, my ex-Mormon friends are funny, fucked-up, and have wild sexual imaginations.
Sometimes I feel almost envious, like my agnostic liberal parents didn't give me nearly enough to work with.
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