Anne’s mouth. 😲

Dear Diary,

It is fucking hot outside, people! I mean, offensively hot! I didn’t realize just how hot it got during the day (I’m usually indoors working) but I had to take Anne to the dentist (34 root canals) and damn. 😖

And to make matters worse: I couldn’t get that motherfucking song The Humpty Dance out of my head the entire time.

I did manage to get quite a few things done today on the author front however (probably because I woke up at 4:44AM) such as completely finishing Voyeur’s Season 1 Collection (scheduled to be released in November unless you’re a member of my Patreon clique) and re-reading Nephilim: Daybreak in preparation for starting Nephilim: Prisoner. So much I forgot about…which is why I’m staying on this damn series until it’s finished. And I’m going to seriously think twice before I start another series like this again. 😆

Voyeur doesn’t count, of course. That’s my passion project.

So that’s been my day in a nutshell, dear diary: working, holding Anne’s hand while she got mauled by the dentist, and (as always) terrorizing social media.

In short: a beautiful day.

Goodnight, my peeps.

I love you guys.

Always.

#Alexa

P.S.: If you were wondering about the origin of Butt Naked Sundays (and what my big brothers reaction to it is), your wish has been fulfilled: https://www.patreon.com/posts/19154449 . You’re welcome. 😊

“Yet, if the most frequent sex and apparently the best sex is that between married partners who are faithful to one another, is there not a hint that affection might be an important aspect of sex? Even love?”

– Andrew Greeley