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Blogs > CookiesNMischief > Hands in the Cookie Jar

My Dirty Mind, Out In The Open - A Writer’s Experience  

CookiesNMischief 38M
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4/24/2019 4:03 am
My Dirty Mind, Out In The Open - A Writer’s Experience
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CookiesNMischief 38M

4/29/2019 4:18 am
    Quoting TicklePlease:
    "And speaking of theme parking it, you intend on visiting the mouse house as well when you swing on by to enjoy fun in the sun ? I mean, really, he is The Big Cheese..."

    I failed to mention I'm actually from Central Florida... grew up there, graduated high school there and got the hell out as fast as I could... via FSU! I'm coming back for a few days to visit family and then do the driving portion of the parental snowbird move north for the summer... No mice, just naked people and then family.
- You can always come back home, though the scenery may remind you of why you left in the first place. As a military brat, I didn’t have a chance to call any one place, “home” till my Dad retired here and I got acclimated to the jungle called O-town.

And I didn’t think I’d miss it too much till I left and I ventured over to California for a few years. It was then I realized I kind of missed Flori”duh” and all it’s peculiar quirks. Yes, it is weird, and people can’t vote worth a damn.

But it’s home for the most part. I wouldn’t it for the world, less of course I get a better offer, elsewhere.


TicklePlease 56F  
13851 posts
4/26/2019 4:31 am

 "And speaking of theme parking it, you intend on visiting the mouse house as well when you swing on by to enjoy fun in the sun ? I mean, really, he is The Big Cheese..."

I failed to mention I'm actually from Central Florida... grew up there, graduated high school there and got the hell out as fast as I could... via FSU! I'm coming back for a few days to visit family and then do the driving portion of the parental snowbird move north for the summer... No mice, just naked people and then family.


CookiesNMischief 38M

4/24/2019 7:20 pm
    Quoting Livin_my_Life14:
    I stop by your place because I love the way you write. You don’t even have to be sexual- you have my attention with words, humor, and you make me think.

    As for trolls- if I put my shit out for all to see- it’s fair game. Good or bad. My skin is pretty thick.

    Blogging is very much like being the show girl on stage. I entertain you in someway for you to want to read. We interact with each other. That’s what makes it fun. 💕. Oh, and you don’t judge me. 💕💕
- The way you dance your words across the page, you know exactly the kind of thoughts or reactions come crossing, at least in my mind - and in turn, I respond in kind. You will always have my attention with your attention, and that kind of attention is within the details, if I were given a chance to look closer at what definitely has my eye.


Livin_my_Life14 53F

4/24/2019 6:43 pm

 I stop by your place because I love the way you write. You don’t even have to be sexual- you have my attention with words, humor, and you make me think.

As for trolls- if I put my shit out for all to see- it’s fair game. Good or bad. My skin is pretty thick.

Blogging is very much like being the show girl on stage. I entertain you in someway for you to want to read. We interact with each other. That’s what makes it fun. 💕. Oh, and you don’t judge me. 💕💕


CookiesNMischief 38M

4/24/2019 3:21 pm
    Quoting missthee:
    I dare not call this medium a 'safe' place, but it could be that, if one wanted. Through our daily interactions we self-censor our thoughts and our responses, while here we are given the opportunity to adjust to a less controlled medium.
    Up to a certain extent, that is, because some of what is expressed (by others) is not always to our liking. That's the paradox here (and on other sites that allow free expression with minimal censorship). We enjoy the freedom to express ourselves, create content, without feeling all that is entailed in the simplification of 'dirty' yet we oftentimes find ourselves categorizing other's expressions as just exactly that 'dirty,' inappropriate, not in good taste/manners, and so on.
    I find that reading & viewing other people's blog content whether personal writings or pictures is an exercise in observing the variety of human experience and expression.
- And there is much to view here from writers such as yourself who carry with each post a certain weight and substance keeping us curving on a return trip. Unfortunately, most people don't want to take the time to see the context of what the author was getting at. Usually, people will see what they want to and take out of context the meaning of the piece itself. I only wished we didn't censor ourselves to the masses, to express ourselves as the way we would've wanted without being subjective to the subjective perceptions of what people think they just read.

But we don't write for them, or least don't subscribe to the notion of gathering the masses to see what I'm penning now. People will have their opinions, and that's the nature of the beast. We, as writers, may have to bite, though we hold our tongue and roll with the punches.


missthee 58F  
4511 posts
4/24/2019 1:01 pm

 I dare not call this medium a 'safe' place, but it could be that, if one wanted. Through our daily interactions we self-censor our thoughts and our responses, while here we are given the opportunity to adjust to a less controlled medium.
Up to a certain extent, that is, because some of what is expressed (by others) is not always to our liking. That's the paradox here (and on other sites that allow free expression with minimal censorship). We enjoy the freedom to express ourselves, create content, without feeling all that is entailed in the simplification of 'dirty' yet we oftentimes find ourselves categorizing other's expressions as just exactly that 'dirty,' inappropriate, not in good taste/manners, and so on.
I find that reading & viewing other people's blog content whether personal writings or pictures is an exercise in observing the variety of human experience and expression.


CookiesNMischief 38M

4/24/2019 9:32 am
    Quoting TicklePlease:
    Reading blogs is like people watching at Disney to me! I read most of the blogs with words but only respond to the ones that seem to desire an authentic interaction, not just a gratuitous comment.

    "There is truly no writing for one’s self if the pages of your diary are open naked for the world to see." <<< Very true and well phrased! It's disingenuous to pretend this isn't true.
- And how do I exactly follow up your response to me when anything I might write down would leave me, speechless?

Loading up on popcorn and the like, it’s entertaining more so to me to not only watch the passerby’s but to read the quotes as well. I haven’t laughed hard enough when what is quoted makes my day that much more better when a lot of what’s written is comedic gold.

And speaking of theme parking it, you intend on visiting the mouse house as well when you swing on by to enjoy fun in the sun ? I mean, really, he is The Big Cheese...


TicklePlease 56F  
13851 posts
4/24/2019 4:42 am

 Reading blogs is like people watching at Disney to me! I read most of the blogs with words but only respond to the ones that seem to desire an authentic interaction, not just a gratuitous comment.

"There is truly no writing for one’s self if the pages of your diary are open naked for the world to see." <<< Very true and well phrased! It's disingenuous to pretend this isn't true.


CookiesNMischief 38M

4/24/2019 4:03 am

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