Creative Sprint: Skull Edition - Day 26
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Story Time!
I've been diligently making skulls all month for the Creative Sprint and
posting them in my Instagram stories and on LinkedIn, but posting them...
Things I come across day to day that are awesome, gross, or grossly awesome.
"I spent a night with Saxon not long ago...I was immensely impressed by his bachelor apparatus. I think he is the most masterly man I know. He has complete control over his tea, his coffee, his chess, his books, his cat..." - Virginia Woolf
"Elsie had said she did hope I wasn't tired - which meant, I felt, she hoped I wouldn't lose my virginity or something like that." - Virginia Woolf
Lydia fashioned a tender, affectionate language of arousal in her humorous, transliterated Russian, quite free of English prurience or smut. She wrote of ‘gobbling’ and ‘regobbling’ him, ‘detaining infinitely our warm wet kisses’, ‘tasting’ his ‘buttons’, ‘warming’ him with her ‘foxy lips’, or saluting his ‘slender’ and ‘subtle’ fingers.



