Powerhouse

May 18th, 2010 By admin | 5 Comments »

I lieu of the D Files this week, we bring you an introduction to Letty’s upcoming novella, Powerhouse

By Letty Livingston

I have to put the search for Bea’s daughter Sam down for a

minute in order to let you in on a huge announcement.

Meeting Tyler in The D Files led to an Internet buzz. We, here are MTLS [my true love story] and The Trues, had to answer the calling and are presenting some more about “the man formerly known as Tyler,” Bea’s ex-husband who had returned to Philadelphia after twenty years of being in the dark.

Well, as we all know, names are changed in The D Files and Tyler is not Tyler. He is not Peter Parker either, but for the sake of the publishers’ need for protecting the privacy of the people herein, Tyler of Confessions of an Ex-Stripper is going to be called Peter Parker. He is going to be the leading man in a brand spanking new novella Powerhouse.

I am going to let you meet Peter and the other players, along with some of the other juicy details of the novella that will unfold in front of your eyes, including but not limited to desperate yearnings for love, fetes of daring and desperation, espionage and counterintelligence, sex, more sex, and murder. Yes, murder!

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Diary of a Single Girl

May 15th, 2010 By admin | No Comments »

Hello Readers,

Welcome to our new series Diary of a Single Girl, which follows Dana, a 26-year-old Indiana native, now in NYC working for a big PR firm and looking to find love…or at least a little action. Check back on the site every Saturday for updates on her adventures.

Nick called me the Tuesday after our Sunday date. On Wednesday we were g-chatting. Thursday I invited him out to happy hour with Brie, Jackie, and Kiev. Nick came with his coworker Charlie, and  Seth (Amy was working late).

It was a pretty typical after-work drinks thing, until later in the evening where Nick and I were making out wildly. He walked me home, holding my hand, then we made out some more near my apartment. It was hot, an answer to this adrenalin rush I’d been feeling all week talking to him or thinking about him. I wanted desperately to invite him up, but I also didn’t want to rush things, so I exercised my self-control muscle.

Yesterday we were g-chatting a little at work. He was going to the game with some friends, I knew that, but he still didn’t make plans with me for this weekend or even next week which is kinda making me feel weird.

So today’s kinda an ick Saturday, good for cleaning the house. Not sure what to do tonight yet…

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“Cold Feet” May Not Be “Cold Feet”

May 15th, 2010 By Jane | No Comments »

I have zero interest in dating anyone right now, so this certainly means that marriage is nowhere on the list, it isn’t even on the same notepad.

But that does not mean that I don’t think about the concept of marriage. A lot. When the initial thinking started my original opinion was:  Meet boy, fall in love, get married before it’s too late. That was my thought process at 19. (I know,  scary.) It’s what my mother silently taught me; it’s what society taught me. (Not to marry young, that dating in general is accompanied with these expectations of an evident something.)

And no, I am not trying to combat the fundamentals of marriage. I think marriage is a beautiful thing. But I do think a large number of persons are getting married because it’s “time,” because if you don’t take that next step, then it’s time to break up. And that is where the problem lies. If you’re getting married because you don’t want to break up, all that means is that you’re afraid of change. It’s the same thing as eating a hot-dog every day for lunch since it’s what you’re accustomed to, but instead, you’re marrying that hot-dog.

And as for having  ”cold feet” at the altar…fifty percent of all marriages end in divorce. There are times when “cold feet,” is spot on. Sometimes the body is telling you things that the brain already knows, but you don’t listen because everyone is so busy with writing it off as “cold feet.”

And u-turning back to my previous assumptions of dating, I had that super wrong. I think it takes a very long time for everyone to mature, to be able to understand one’s self, and to have realistic expectations from romantic partners. I get that none of us are getting any younger, but I don’t think rushing the process pays off in the long run.

A person should get married when the epiphany befalls upon her (or him) that whomever she’s with brings out the best in her. When that person makes you want to do small things simply for the sake of his/her happiness. The words “love” and “appreciation” tend to be interchangeable to me. What’s love when you can’t show it? It’s a meaningless word without the supporting proof.

What I just wrote, those are the only reasons why anyone should get married. Oh, and it helps if you can stand the person.

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