Posts Tagged ‘reading’

New Face, New Body

Posted on: April 10th, 2018 by Madison Lake 1 Comment

I’m not talking about me, although as this aging thing continues to sneak up on me, perhaps I should consider it – haha.

No, I’m talking about after a long hiatus, Madison Lake – the website, the brand and the social media, will be getting a new look. Not only that, blogs will begin again and the website will offer access to interactive writing tips, publishing dos and don’ts, resources and more.

I’m excited to get back onboard with all of you. I’ve missed the connection we’ve had over the years, the sharing of information, the chance to chat about our interests in writing, reading, erotica, romance, relationships. What could be better?

Right now I’m back in my Baja happy place, gearing up for launching the new Madison Lake and writing my new book (still untitled) to add to the collection. So that’s one more thing to keep and eye and ear out for over the next few months.

                                          Cheers! Happy to be back.     

woman reading

It’s nearing midnight and I’m wide awake. I know that’s not saying much. Midnight used to be when the party got started. Now when I’m awake at midnight I know it’s going to be a long, restless night.

I’ve been taking to journaling again. Usually when I can’t sleep I work on a chapter of a book I’m writing or visit an unfinished poem. Sometimes I read, although that often keeps me awake for several hours longer because I can’t put a good book down. So I decided to try journaling again.

Journaling is like blogging only on a one-on-one basis. No one reads my journal but probably a lot of people read my blog. I really am honest in my blog posts, no bullshit, keep it real. I try to come up with interesting topics or stories to share but there’s no doubt I’m guarded knowing it’s going to be out in the public domain. And although juicy gossip and sexy themes draw a larger audience, I like to keep my personal life my own so yes, blogging is limited, at least for me.

My journal sits beside my bed or in the drawer beside my bed. Therein lies my truest thoughts, my darkest secrets, my longings and losses, what I marvel at, what I dare not say aloud.

We should live in truth but there are things we each carry around, like a benign lump or an unruly grey hair that won’t go away. They are our nemesis and our kindred spirit. They are part of who we are. These things are not baggage. They are not a burden. They are our truth and only we understand them.