Oh, no. Oh no oh no oh no oh no. I can’t…just…I…STOP IT. STOP IT RIGHT NOW.
He wins. Just pin a medal to that chest hair. Or, give him a statue. I don’t care, HE WINS.
(Source: brodeurbear)
Love and Kisses, V
I'm Vanessa North, reader and writer of "those" kinds of books. I find inspiration everywhere. By the way, this tumblr is NSFW, NSFkids. If you're under 18, please do not follow me. xoxo, V
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when doves cry
photo david colin onze
http://www.facebook.com/pages/David-Colin-Onze/312253135463224
the poster man for chest hair awesomeness.
Today I’m just all about loving chest-hair-cowlicks. Good gravy.
(via lumberjackerotica)
HolleyDreck: Some new romance from Musa
It’s release day for some of my fellow Musa authors and two have been featured on my blog! Remember, if you sign up for a Musa Publishing account (which you should, anyway - buying directly from the publisher benefits us writers!) you get a $5 credit upon sign-up good for anything you want. MAKE…
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When someone works for less pay than she can live on - when, for example, she goes hungry so that you can eat more cheaply and conveniently - then she has made a great sacrifice for you, she has made you a gift of some part of her abilities, her health, and her life. The “working poor,” as there are approvingly termed, are in fact the major philanthropists of our society. They neglect their own children so that the children of others will be cared for; they live in substandard housing so that other homes will be shiny and perfect; they endure privation so that inflation will be low and stock prices high. To be a member of the working poor is to be an anonymous donor, a nameless benefactor, to everyone else.
Barbara Ehrenreich, “Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By In America”
I recently read this book, and while several observations and statistics stuck out to me, this quote, on the last page, I believe really sums things up quite well.
(via lostgrrrls)
Forget the billionaire “job creators” — our working poor are really the ones supporting our economy.
(via stfuconservatives)
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Let’s be clear: I write romance
I also read it, and I like it.
My romance books are sometimes dark, they are sometimes funny. They are always sexy and there is always a happy ending.
I write romance and I love my genre. I do not feel restricted by the conventions of my genre, I feel empowered by them.
I am not ashamed of enjoying sexy books. I’m definitely not ashamed of writing them.
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WIP Snippet! A little peek at what’s going on in Little Wing
Disclaimer: This is an unedited work in progress. This scene may change or be removed from the final draft. (yes, I really do say this stuff every time!)
“Funny, I seem to remember getting my nose broken and a punch to the gut over just talking in a less than gentlemanly way about a woman.” Cal snorted, touching the side of his now-slightly-crooked beak.
“There’s nothing funny about it. If you want to punch me, make it count, asshole.” Ruy glared back.
“I’m not going to punch you, Mr. Cortada.”
“So, we’re back to that mister bullshit? I’m from Friedman, Cal. We don’t really like ‘Misters’ there.”
“Then it suits you, doesn’t it?” The other man stood up and grunted a laugh before strolling out of the common room and down the hallway. A moment later, Ruy heard the sound of running water as the scientist stepped into the shower to wash the dirt and dust of a day on Nuevo America off himself, leaving no more hot water for the rest of the night.
Ruy was starting to really hate this rock.
A good news announcement!
Really excited to announce that the Ushers Trilogy will be published by Musa Publishing! Book One, Amazon, will be released in October, with United and Cracked to follow!
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2 I have to tell you that over the course of several years as I have talked to friends and family and neighbors when I think about members of my own staff who are in incredibly committed monogamous relationships, same-sex relationships, who are raising kids together, when I think about those soldiers or airmen or marines or sailors who are out there fighting on my behalf and yet feel constrained, even now that Don’t Ask Don’t Tell is gone, because they are not able to commit themselves in a marriage, at a certain point I’ve just concluded that for me personally it is important for me to go ahead and affirm that I think same sex couples should be able to get married.
The full quote. (via nprfreshair)
There are many things that one thinks they won’t see in their lifetime. Watching the president of the United States of America affirm the love of my mom and her partner of nearly 30 years was one of them. No more. Thank you, Mr. President. You have joined the right side on this issue and we welcome you.
#Forward
(via keepyourboehneroutofmyuterus)(Source: NPR, via keepyourbsoutofmyuterus)
And he did it before an election. My panties? He can have all of them. Votes? He can also have all of them.
MUST WATCH: Barack Obama makes history and becomes the first president to openly endorse same-sex marriage.
sobbing because I love my president
Fuck yes.
On North Carolina and my disappointment.
I have spent more than ten years of my life as a North Carolina resident. I went to high school in North Carolina. I went to college in North Carolina. I started a career (or three) there.
I got married in North Carolina.
I was lucky. I’m not gay.
My feelings right now are not conflicted. There is a deep affection for North Carolina in my heart. That is why I can sum up my feelings in one word:
Disappointment.
Because the people of North Carolina are better than this, and they missed an opportunity to prove it. Yes, I am bitterly disappointed that Amendment One passed. More than that?
I’m disappointed that North Carolina put individual rights up to popular vote.
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Essential Homme Magazine: May/June 2012
Photographer: Matthew Lyn
well….this is just inspiring. :)
(via laurendane)
Mann writes about her daughter’s complaint that today, not working outside the home and enjoying motherhood is looked upon with scorn. What I see is the wider issue that most of our choices, as women, are looked upon with scorn. To work, or stay at home. Have a “career”, or a “job”. Have children when we’re 20, or when we’re 30. Send them to nursery while we work, or spend all our time with them. Pursue personal interests, or have none. Be open about enjoying sex, or be open about having issues with it. Society sets us up to judge the choices of others, creating “wars” and “catfights” rather than encouraging us to press for change. And it is this that often prevents us from seeing the bigger picture, so keen are we to assert the validity of whatever choices we’ve made.
Hannah Mudge: The Fifties: a warning from history (via rachelhills)
(Source: whitepaperquotes, via freepressnews)
